AN: Hello again! Sorry about the delay in getting this one up. I hope you've enjoyed the story so far. I do have a lot more action planned for the characters, and am definitely going to continue through the third movie at least. I realize I've messed with some timelines here, and if you have any questions about something I missed, feel free to ask. I will do my best to explain my version of things. As always, read and review! And May the Force Be With You! -Emma
Disclaimer: Belongs to George Lucas.
CHAPTER 18
They were still speaking long after the sunset. Charlie had just finished tell Obi-Wan about one of her missions with Tyranus and the atrocities he had committed. He looked more troubled than anything, and Charlie desperately wanted to wipe that look off of is face.
"Obi-Wan." she began, "Come shower with me." she said softly, letting the desire she'd felt just by looking at him seep into her voice.
His eyes took on a wicked look, clearly loving her idea. She'd succeeded in making him forget about the mission, if only for a few moments.
"Getting clean is not the primary goal, I assume?" he asked, his voice low.
Charlie saw the desire in his eyes.
She put on an offended air, standing from her bed.
"General Kenobi, how dare you!" she said somewhat imperiously. As she spoke, she began to slowly remove her clothes, watching Obi-Wan's emotions play across his face.
"And here I was thinking you Jedi were the very embodiment of serenity and control. Well, for a Jedi Master on the High Council, you've certainly proved me wrong. Can't a girl want to take a shower…"
She never got to finish her rant. Obi-Wan had had enough once she'd pulled her shirt off, and his mouth on hers stopped her sentence.
He pushed her into the wall by the fresher door, molding their bodies together as best he could. His hands wove into her hair, undoing her braid and letting it fall wavy down her back. Charlie let her hands explore his muscled back, covered by his tunic and shirt, but devoid of the rode that he normally wore. His tongue swept across her bottom lip as if asking permission. She granted it, and moaned as their tongues tangled together.
Obi-Wan pulled back just before Charlie though she would pass out from lack of air. He pulled back all the way off her, leaving her pinned to the wall, arms by her side. He held her there using the force, much to Charlie's chagrin. He stripped her all the way naked, only allowing her to move when he needed to. He had total control of her. Charlie probably could've escaped if she wanted to, but she was enjoying it much too much to try.
When she was naked, Obi-Wan stepped back to fully enjoy his view, a wicked smile sliding across him face. Charlie swallowed, hard, wondering exactly what he was planning. She'd never been in a position like this before, giving total control to someone else. It was exhilarating, and only heightened her desire as Obi-Wan got as close as he could without touching her. His lips hovered above hers, his hands millimeters from her breasts. He held himself there until she finally had had enough.
"Obi-Wan," Charlie said, "I swear on the stars, if you don't kriffing touch me…" but, again, she never got to finish as his mouth met hers in a furious kiss and his hands finally went to her breasts, pebbling her nipples and forcing a loud moan out of her.
Obi-Wan let his mouth trail down her neck, Charlie moaning out encouragements and he went. When he reached her right nipple, he stopped there, laving both breasts until all coherent thought had been driven from her head. If she hadn't been pinned to the wall, Charlie thought maybe she'd have been a pile of goo on the floor.
Charlie desperately needed more, wanted him to go lower, but her inability to move made it impossible to grind against him or to really do anything.
"Obi-Wan." she said breathily. "Obi-Wan, please, please." The last word was imbued with more desire as he nipped lightly on her nipple, causing the word to become a whimper of desire.
He pulled back from her chest in response and kissed her again, allowing his hands to sweep up from where they'd been on her hips, over her stomach, over her breasts and up her arms. He would've made it to her hands if he hadn't met her burst marks first. He'd removed her wrappings with her clothes, so his bare hands met her bare arms.
When he passed over them, Charlie thought he'd set them on fire. They burned, but didn't hurt. Her eyes flew open. They'd never done this before. She moaned as loud as ever into Obi-Wan's mouth, the sensation from her marks only fueling her desire. He pulled back slightly, wondering what had happened.
"Obi-Wan." Charlie panted out. "When you touched my burst marks, it was like you'd set them on fire." she said.
Obi-Wan immediately pulled back all the way, afraid he was hurting her.
Charlie shook her head.
"No, Obi-Wan." she said. "It didn't hurt. It felt good. You didn't hurt me."
He looked at her, his expression changing from worry to confusion and then to something wicked. He invaded her personal space again, still fully clothed, and reached up to brush either thumb over a mark. Charlie felt the same fire and desire, and moaned loudly, her eyes closing. Obi-Wan touched them again, leaving them there as Charlie moaned and begged. The feeling was only fueling her need to have him.
He backed off when her words became yells. When Charlie finally had the wherewithal to open her eyes, she saw the absolutely sinful grin on his face. But Obi-Wan still wasn't done with her. Keeping her pinned against the wall, he sunk to his knees, moving her arms so they were stretched as low as possible, with her palms facing to him.
His hands trailed up from her feet, tickled the sensitive backs of her knees, and slid up her thighs. He teased her, not touching the one place she wanted him most.
And then, without warning, he thumbed both her burst marks and put his mouth to her at the same time.
Charlie thought she would explode. The fire and desire combined to form a potent combination that swept over her. Her eyes slammed shut, moans mixed with encouragement for Obi-Wan streaming from her mouth. Keeping his fingers where they were, he masterfully brought her to the edge of bliss… and pulled back.
Charlie cried out with disappointment. But Obi-Wan had another trick up his sleeve. Using the force with incredible precision, her imitated how his fingers would move inside of her, allowing his actual hands to remain on her burst marks.
He watched as Charlie's face went from disappointment to surprise to needy desire. His mouth went back to her, and the Charlie just about melted from the combination of the three. She hadn't ever thought about using the force in this way, but it was certainly enjoyable. She flew towards the edge, the heat coiling in her stomach and spreading through her limbs. Finally, finally, she flew off, the coil snapping, and Charlie yelled out her orgasm.
The heat was blinding. Her vision went silver even with her eyes closed and she felt wave after wave of pure fire slide through her body. Obi-Wan kept his ministrations up until Charlie had come down completely. If it hadn't been for his force-pinning her against the wall, Charlie was sure she would've been on the floor.
Obi-Wan kissed her burst marks lightly before standing up. He stroked Charlie's cheek lightly, willing her to open her eyes. She did, and bit her lip at the dark look in his eyes. Her pleasure had had an apparent effect on him. He released her then, ready to catch her when her knees gave out. He kissed her, once, chastely, and then picked her up bridal style and carried her though the fresher door.
Obi-Wan sat her on the sink before going over to the shower and turning it on nice and warm. He shouldn't have been surprised when his tunic flew off, along with his undershirt and leggings, but was nonetheless. Charlie untied his boots using the force, and Obi-Wan willingly stepped out of his clothes.
Those blue-green eyes kept her emerald ones the entire time, letting her know just how much he wanted her. Charlie hopped off the sink when the shower started to steam, grabbing Obi-Wan's hand and pulling him into the shower. It was big enough for the both of them to fit comfortably, and they both slid under the warm water.
They enjoyed the warmth, but both had other plans. Obi-Wan backed her off to the side of the spray, his back still being hit by it. When he kissed her, Charlie let her hands roam over his chest and back, enjoying the feel of the tight muscles.
With speed and grace borne of her training, Charlie flipped them quickly, putting Obi-Wan's back to the wall, and pinning him there with the force the same way he'd pinned her to the wall.
Charlie backed up, meeting his gaze, his eyes sparked with amusement that was slowly being drowned in desire. His hands had made fists when she'd flipped them, and now they were frozen there, knuckles white. His chest rose and fell with each breath, and Charlie admired it without touching. What interested her the most, however, was his erect cock bobbing against his stomach with each breath.
Charlie grinned at him, and heard him hiss out another breath, fully aware of what her intentions were. Charlie stepped closer to him, kissing the corner of his mouth. She was purposefully avoiding kissing him on the mouth, because she was sure she would lose concentration and he would escape his force bonds.
She let her mouth trail down his neck, loving the tickle of his beard as it turned into stubble. Her hands came up to tweak his nipples, causing Obi-Wan to let out a short bark of a moan. Her nails scrapped lightly down his chest, and her mouth followed. She stopped at his nipples, licking, sucking, and nipping.
Slowly, Obi-Wan was losing control, and Charlie could feel it. His breath came faster, he stopped trying to contain his moans.
Finally, Charlie kneeled in front of him, hands on the front of his thighs. She licked the underside of his erection like it was a lollipop, and grinned again when he moaned loudly, her name in it somewhere.
She kissed the top of his cock before taking him completely in her mouth. She let one of her hands cover what her mouth couldn't, and slowly took him up and down. Her other hand came up to add pressure to his balls, and she smiled around his erection as he let out his loudest moan yet.
Wanting to give him an image to keep him warm on his mission, she took as much as she could in her mouth, squeezed his balls, and smiled up at him, eyes wide. His gaze met hers, mouth slightly open, eyes dark.
Obi-Wan let out a strangled groan, and Charlie could tell he was getting close. She returned her attention to his cock. She sped up her movements, feeling through the force that he was almost there. Wanting to give him that last nudge, she once again took as much of his as she could, and swallowed.
That was enough to push him over. Her force-pin was the only thing stopping his hips from bucking as he came hard in her mouth. Her name ripped from his lips in a yell. Charlie swallowed, the taste of him not really noticeable.
She kept her hands on him until his eyes opened, and then released him slowly. She could feel his contentedness through the force, and shared her own in return. She stood.
Obi-Wan kissed her, tasting himself, and pushed Charlie slowly backwards into the spray. Together, they washed themselves. Obi-Wan had a fascination with her hair, so she let him wash it. When they were clean, Charlie reached out to tap the water off, and they stepped out.
Obi-Wan grabbed a towel, wrapping Charlie up and kissing her on the head before wrapping one around his own waist.
They left the fresher, walking towards her bed, making small talk. Their force signatures were still combined, and Charlie could feel residual desire in him. Amazingly enough, he still wasn't done, and she was more than happy to return the feeling. Charlie turned to him, a wry grin on her face. She was up for it if he was.
"Come here, Obi-Wan." she said, wanting him in her arms. He obeyed, and kiss her, lightly at first, but with building passion. They'd had sex many times over the past week and a half, but something was different this time. Obi-Wan was gentle, as if feeling the same thing she was.
He took his time, and when he finally entered her, both felt the sensation of pure bliss, but something more. A sense of rightness, as if this was how it was supposed to be.
Afterwards, they talked some more, both knowing that he would have to leave in just a few hours, but unwilling to let go for now.
Somehow, they made it around to the dream Charlie had had a few weeks back, and Charlie decided that she would share it with him.
Using a trick that was another part of her Silverstar heritage, she shared with him her memories of the dream through the force.
Charlie told him what Yoda and Windu had said, but kept her conversation light. He had to leave in a few hours, and she did not want him worrying about her, not when his mission was so important already.
Obi-Wan fell asleep first, and Charlie kept her breathing quiet. She admired his handsome face in the moonlight, wondering at how young and relaxed he looked in sleep. His full lips were opened slightly, ringed by the beard she'd grown to love. His long light eyelashes rested on his cheeks, eyes moving under his eyelids in sleep.
Charlie curled into his side, his arms moving around her bare back even while he slept. She closed her eyes, willing herself to enjoy the bliss she had while she had it, and joined Obi-Wan in sleep.
Obi-Wan's beeping comm unit woke them the next morning. Charlie stayed in bed as he dressed, admiring his body and trying to suppress the sadness that came with his imminent departure and her nerves for his safety.
He left when he had to, with soft kisses and whispered promises to find her family and to return whole and uninjured. Charlie watched him go with a sinking feeling, something in the force telling her to watch out for danger, because it lurked around the corner.
Not feeling up to leaving her room that morning, she ordered breakfast brought up, and ate watching the early morning traffic, sending her prayers up to the last stars to bring the mission, Obi-Wan, and her family back to her safely.
