“I just…I don’t…” Obi-Wan looked away from Mace’s confused
eyes, shifting on the mans lap.

He knew this had eventually been coming but he had hoped it was
further in the future.

“Does…this have anything to do with why your relationship with
Quinlan Vos ended?” Mace prompted carefully, sliding his hands away
from Obi-Wan’s thighs to wrap around his back.

Obi-Wan flinched at the question then nodded. His relationship with
Quinlan was friendly thankfully now but for a while after they broke
up it hadn’t looked like they could handle it. Obi-Wan had felt more
then a little bit of guilt.

He just…

He had never enjoyed the ideas of bodies together. Never had the urge
to explore with another but when Quinlan had approached him…well…

It had ended so badly though.

And then Mace…stern but warm Mace had approached him not long after
Obi-Wan had become a knight. Had carefully courted him, thawed his
way past Obi-Wan’s natural defenses.

And the copper haired knight had let himself fall into a easy
relationship with the man.

And Mace…Mace who held his hand, who took him out to casual dinners
and held around him while they watched holovids on eithers couch.
Mace who’d press soft kisses against his temple and welcome him back
to the temple in private after long missions.

Mace who deserved a explanation as to why Obi-Wan was sitting so
stiffly on his lap.

“I…I like feeling good..but I just…I don’t…” Obi-Wan looked
away.

“You don’t…?” Mace rubbed the redhead’s lower back slowly,
trying to encurage a answer as to why his boyfriend was suddenly so
scared.

“…I don’t like sex.” The other whispered quietly.

“Oh.” Mace blinked and Obi-Wan braced himself for the same
rejection he had from Quinlan so long ago.

“Alright then.” Mace wrapped his arms tighter around the shorter
man and pulled him close. “Want to watch a movie instead?”

“I…what?” Obi-Wan blinked as Mace guided him closer and cuddled
him against his chest. “Mace?”

“Obi-Wan…sex is nice, I admit that but…I didn’t court you just
to get you in bed.” The Korun master rumbled deeply, pressing his
lips against the others temple. “Its nice just to hold you too and
be held. And I know you don’t have anything against kissing. Is that
why Vos…”

“Yes…” Obi-Wan whispered. “He’s not the only one…just…the
last. You…you really don’t mind?”

“Its part of you. So no, I don’t mind.”

Obi-Wan took a shuddering breath and hid in Mace chest, hands
clenching into the others tunic. “Oh…Oh thank the Force.” He
whispered as Mace held him tightly, a warm callused hand rubbing his
spine slowly.