Chapter 11

"Welcome to the Chapel of Love." said the cheerful looking male Togruta who sat at a desk just inside the entrance. He was wearing a gaudy red shirt that was mostly unbuttoned to reveal a wealth of gold chains around his neck. "I'm Reverend Lovejoy. How may I help you today?"

"We'd like to get married." Luna replied. She grasped Obi-Wan's arm and kissed him soundly on the cheek.

"Well, you've come to the right place!" He glanced at Luna's waist and threw a knowing look at Obi-Wan that made him feel slightly dirty. "We've got several different packages to choose from. The Viva Mos Eisley Wedding Experience is our best seller. It includes the marriage license, holopics, silk flowers, and our own award winning Max Rebo impersonator who will perform two of his greatest hits during the ceremony."

Luna giggled. "It sounds perfect. What do you think, Ben?"

Obi-Wan looked around the cramped space. The walls were painted pink and everything, from the chair backs, to the stained glass windows, to the candle on the alter was heart shaped. Soft music played in the background and artificial flowers adorned the ends of each short aisle in the small sanctuary. He couldn't believe this place was for real. If Yoda could only see him now!

"Is this actually legally binding?" he asked incredulously.

"Absolutely. As long as the information you provide us with is true, this is 100% legal. Just ask any of the couples who wake up with a hangover the next morning and realize what they've done." He laughed at his own joke.

Oh, dear. This wasn't at all how he'd envisioned their wedding. It was just so…sleazy. Is this alright, my darling? He sent to Luna through the Force. You deserve so much better than this. If you want to wait…

Her response came immediately. I want to be married to you more than anything. The ceremony doesn't matter. Then she turned to him and smiled impishly. Besides, this will make a hilarious story some day.

"Alright then." he said with a grin. "Viva Mos Eisley!"

"Good!" exclaimed Rev. Lovejoy. "There's some paperwork you have to complete first. Then we do the ceremony and sign the marriage license and that's all there is to it." He gave them each a data pad with a questionnaire already pulled up. "Fill that out and I'll get everything set up." He walked off whistling a Max Rebo tune.

Soon the Reverend returned and began looking over their answers. He read Luna's data pad without comment and filled in the appropriate sections of the marriage license. Then he began on Obi-Wan's. He hadn't gotten very far when the Togruta's eyebrows drew together into a frown and he looked up suspiciously. He braced himself. This was the moment he had been dreading.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi?" he repeated the name from the data pad and laughed shortly. "Obi-Wan Kenobi. Right. May I have a word, Mr. Kenobi?" He stood and motioned Obi-Wan through a door into a small side room. "This will only take a minute. We'll be right back."

They went into the room and closed the door. "What seems to be the trouble?" Obi-Wan asked, preparing his most effective Jedi mind trick.

Lovejoy looked at him incredulously. "Obi-Wan Kenobi? Are you serious?"

"What do you mean? That's my name." Obi-Wan was mystified.

"Yeah, right. If you're Obi-Wan Kenobi then I'm Jabba the Hutt. Look man, it's none of my business what you do. People come in here and give false names all the time. I get it. You just wanted to have a little fun, but she wants to get married. You don't want to be tied down, or maybe you've got another family somewhere so you lie about your name. It's no big deal."

"What?!" What he was insinuating was beyond insulting.

"Don't worry! I'll use any name you want, but why don't you pick something a little less conspicuous? Nobody's dumb enough to believe that you're actually Obi-Wan Kenobi. Except maybe her." he pointed towards the room where Luna sat.

"Now see here! She is an incredibly intelligent woman!" He couldn't believe the conversation he was having. "And just why is it so hard to believe that I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi?" He crossed his arms indignantly.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi is one of the most wanted criminals in the galaxy." he scoffed. Besides that, he's a Jedi."

"So?"

"So, where's your lightsaber?"

Obi-Wan's hand went to his side by reflex. Kriff. "I left it at home." he replied with as much dignity as he could muster.

"Un-hun. Sure you did." he looked totally unconvinced.

"No, really! I did!"

"And I suppose you just forgot that Jedi are celibate too? Come on, do you honestly expect me to believe that Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jedi Master and famous hero of the Clone Wars knocked up some girl on Tatooine and is now here in Mos Eisley getting married in the Chapel of Love?"

"Yes," he nodded. "That's exactly what happened." This was met with stoney silence. At this rate, he was going to have to mind trick the Reverend into believing he actually was Obi-Wan Kenobi. As aggravating as it was, he supposed it was better to let him think he was just some dishonest sleemo taking advantage of an unsuspecting young woman. He decided to let it go, but not before adding, "Just so you know, Jedi aren't necessarily celibate. That's a common misconception due to the Order's restrictions on personal attachments."

Reverend Lovejoy rolled his eyes. "Sure it is. Ok, fine. Have it your way "Obi-Wan Kenobi.", he used his fingers to make air quotes around the name. "I was just trying to save you some heartache. When she finds out you're lying, and she will, there's going to be hell to pay. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Obi-Wan scowled. "Right. Well, thank you for your concern, but I'll take my chances."

….

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!"

Obi-Wan turned towards Luna with such a look of love in his eyes that it took her breath away. Joy and pure happiness vibrated along their bond as their lips met in a sweetly romantic kiss.

Then the Max Rebo impersonator, a human male in an extremely bad Ortolan costume began playing a snappy, yet slightly out of tune song on the red ball organ and a small silver droid snapped a few holopics. Luna, however, didn't notice. She was too caught up in the experience of kissing her husband for the first time.

"Alright you two lovebirds…save some for the honeymoon." the minister laughed. "I just need you to sign the license here…and here… and initial here…." he indicated with a pen. "And, there's the small matter of my fee…"

Obi-Wan pulled some credits out of his pocket and paid him. He took their certificate, along with the holopics and they ran out of the chapel hand in hand while Reverend Lovejoy pelted them with rice. They both burst out laughing as he loudly called after them, "Good Luck! You're going to need it!"

….

Happily, the one place in Mos Eisley that hadn't changed for the worse was the hotel. It was even more luxurious than before and they breathed a sigh of relief as they entered the wide lobby. The bell hop was a friendly, talkative Rodian whose name tag said Dudley. When he found out they had just gotten married and were expecting, he ordered a bottle of non-alcoholic champaign and fresh flowers to be delivered on the house. It was already waiting on ice when they arrived in their room. He then deposited their bags near the closet and asked if they needed anything else.

"No, thank you. Everything looks perfect." Obi-Wan said. "However, if you could please make sure that we aren't disturbed I would greatly appreciate it." He took out some credits and tipped him handsomely.

Dudley looked thrilled and hastily took his leave. "I will personally make sure no-one bothers you sir! If you need anything I'll be on duty all night. Just call the front desk. Have a pleasant evening!" The door clicked shut behind him and they were alone at last.

Immediately they turned to each other and embraced. It had taken so long to get to this point, but here they were!

Luna closed her eyes and breathed in the deliciously comforting scent of her husband. It felt so good to be able to call him that!

"Are you happy my darling?" Obi-Wan asked. He softly kissed the top of her head as he buried his face in her hair.

"Yes. Are you?"

"Mmmm…thrilled." He whispered and began nibbling on the shell of her ear. Shivers of pleasure began running straight to her core. His hands caressed her back and boldly began to slid lower. He pulled her tight against him and she could feel his excitement growing. It took great effort to pull away, but after a long day in the hot streets of Mos Eisley, she felt grimy. Thankfully the refresher had a deep jacuzzi bathtub large enough for both of them.

"I really would like a bath." She said. "Want to join me?"

She entered the refresher and turned on the water to fill the tub. Obi-Wan stood in the doorway as she adjusted the temperature and added some of the complimentary bubble bath from a bottle next to the sink. Once that was done, she turned and slowly began unbuttoning the front of the simple white dress she had on. It dropped to the floor with a quiet whisper that seemed loud in the silent room. Then she pulled the pins out of her hair and ran her fingers through it as it fell around her shoulders.

By now, she was only in her underwear. Obi-Wan's eyes smoldered with desire as he watched her and she smiled seductively as she removed the lacy white bra. His breath hitched as he watched her run her hands over her bare breasts. It was such fun putting on a show for him!

When the jacuzzi was full, she bent over to turn off the water and flipped on the jets giving him a good view of her backside before sliding the panties off and stepping into the tub. Looking over her shoulder, she raised an eyebrow at him. "Are you coming?"

Several minutes later, she lay in the water with her back against Obi-Wan's chest and his delightfully muscular arms wrapped snuggly around her. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and thought that nothing could ever feel as good as this as he kissed the end of her nose playfully. The warm luxurious bubbles of the jacuzzi had stalled the progression of their lovemaking, but things were beginning to heat up again. Wiggling against the hardness she felt pressing against her lower back made Obi-Wan hiss slightly.

"If we keep this up, we're never going to get clean." she sighed as he began trailing kisses under her ear.

"Mmmm…Cleanliness is very important." he whispered as he took up a bar of soap. Before she knew what was happening, his hands were gliding over her body and suds began to form as his hands made a path down her arms. He cupped her generous breasts and lazily swirled his soapy fingertips around the sensitive nipples. She gasped and moaned softly as she felt him smile against her neck. After a while, his hands trailed lower pausing to lovingly caress her expanding belly before sliding between her legs. Slippery fingers began to explore her folds, when suddenly he stopped. It was his turn to gasp. Something was missing.

"Luna! What did you do?!" He stared at her with a shocked look on his face.

She cringed a little inside, hoping he wouldn't be too upset. "Remember when Beru and I went into Anchorhead a few days ago?" He nodded. "While we were there we found a new salon. We both needed haircuts, so we decided to try it out. Beru's hair took longer than she expected, and since we were coming here this week I decided to get a bikini wax while she was finishing up. I thought you might like it for a change. After all, I did make you shave off your beard. Anyway, I guess I wasn't clear enough about what I wanted done, because the technician took off everything, and I do mean everything."

"You did this for me?" His eyes were as round as dinner plates. "Didn't it hurt?!" he asked curiously.

"Well, yes. A bit. It wasn't pleasant that's for sure. But now…"

"Now, what?"

"Now it's just really sensitive. Every time you touch me it's magnified. It feels amazing."

A wave of pure arousal from Obi-Wan hit her through the Force like a blaster shot.

"Is that so?" She nodded. Lust clouded his gorgeous blue eyes. "Lay back."

Luna resumed her place against his chest and his hands began gently gliding over her newly bare skin. He knew just how to touch her, and this time was no different. Within moments she was panting his name as his fingers gently stroked her where she needed it most. One strong finger slid inside of her, and then another as the stroking continued and suddenly she was violently climaxing in his arms.

After several quiet moments they decided they'd had enough of the bath. Luna was still glowing from her release as Obi-Wan picked her up and carried her to the bed. She felt boneless with pleasure and closed her eyes as he laid her carefully on the bed. She stretched languidly enjoying the silky feel of the sheets against her warm, clean skin.

A few moments passed and she realized that he still hadn't joined her. What was he waiting for, she wondered and opened her eyes. He stood next to the bed, gazing at her lovingly.

"What are you doing?" she whispered.

"Looking at my wife." he said quietly. "You're so beautiful, and brave, and smart and funny. I love you more than anything. I want to remember this moment for the rest of my life because I truly am the luckiest man in the galaxy."

Tears sprang to Luna's eyes. "Oh, Ben…" she reached for him. "I love you so much!"

Suddenly he was next to her. They clung together kissing and touching, desperate for the contact. At last he drew back and gently stroked the side of her face watching her eyes as he entered her and they began to move as one. Their motions became more frantic as their pleasure built to a climax. The bond between them sizzled, crackling with an almost palpable energy as their minds connected. Suddenly she wasn't just looking at him, she was a part of him. His life as a Jedi, his memories, his hopes and dreams and fears…she felt them, no experienced them, as if they were her own. And she knew because she could feel it, that the same thing was happening to him. Their eyes locked, and with a strangled cry they chased each other over the edge and into the throws of ecstasy.