Lifting
the cup to his lips and taking a small sip, Obi-Wan knotted his brows
before sighing and giving the other Jedi a dull look.

Quinlan
just shrugged with a grin. “Well what did you really think would
happen? You know I don’t really do tea.” He chuckled quietly
while dropping down on the mound of pillows that made up his seat
around the small caff table he owned.

To
be fair, Obi-Wan did sort of like the ascetic of sitting on the comfy
pillows on the floor but his back preferred his own couch he would
willingly admit. “Then why did you offer me tea you big goon?”
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes and took another reluctant sip.

“Because
I know you don’t like this beer,” Quinlan shrugged, taking a sip
of the imported kiffu beer he had gotten specially for himself. “And
I don’t have anything else right now as I just came home from a
four month long mission.” He finished with a wink.

“Is
that why you’re reeking of alphas?” Obi-Wan noted with a tiny bit
of amusement.

A
knowing smirk crossed Quinlan’s face at that. “I found myself
some fun, you know I enjoy it. But from what the rumor mill says I’m
not the only one finding alphas lately.” He said smugly.

Wiggling
a bit on the comfy pillow, Obi-Wan bit his bottom lip before settling
his cup down on the table. “I have. Anakin to be precise.” He
murmured while
trying not to feel ashamed as he had up in the council chamber under
the gaze of all the venerated Jedi masters.

“Skywalker…
huh well that’s a monogamous relationship if I ever heard of one.”
Quinlan mused, watching Obi-Wan get to his feet to make a new cup of
tea instead of drinking the bitter sludge Quinlan had made.

Tapping
his fingers on the counter of Quinlan’s little kitchenette, Obi-Wan
smiled shyly down at the counter top. “I’m fine with that…
actually I’d prefer that compared to having several alphas. We’re
just waiting for my heat.” He stated quietly.

Quinlan
sat back in his mound of pillows, taking several sips of his beer
before shrugging. “Honestly, you might want to get a bit naughty
before the heat, just to see how compatible you bot-Obi-Wan you dog,
you two already have!” Quinlan cackled at the flush turning
Obi-Wan’s ears a deep red.

“Just…
look our mission went a bit off kilter and I was covered in pollen
which lowered my inhibitions… it kind of sent me into a miniature
heat and I might have… exposed a few secrets to Anakin.” He
cleared his throat, pouring water into the cup with the tea infuser.

Shaking
his head in amusement, Quinlan tucked his dreads behind his ears.
“Only you would get covered in inhibition reducing pollen and end
up confessing to the alpha you’ve wanted for ages,” He snorted a
bit before softening a bit. “But you get it now?” He questioned,
the sun sinking outside lighting up the yellow stripe over his nose.

“I
get it,” Obi-Wan admitted tenderly, staring at the cup as the water
turned brown from the black tea he had picked out. There would never
be another day where Obi-Wan would not understand the craving an
omega had for an alpha and how it felt to fill in that need, that
desire of love, warmth, belonging…

He
did now, he
belonged to Anakin, his
alpha who looked at Obi-Wan as if he hung the stars.
“But I’m glad I waited.” He added with a small chuckle, raising
his eyes to meet the others brown ones.

Smirking
a bit, Quinlan shrugged. “To each their own. We might all be
omega’s but we’re all different and we all have different needs,”
He finished off his beer, setting the empty bottle on the
caff table. “But where is your alpha?” He questioned with a
raised eyebrow.

“Reluctantly
giving me space and getting our quarters ready,” The Jedi master
shrugged as he pulled out the infuser and set it on the saucer to
avoid the tea becoming bitter, taking note of the darkness lowering
outside the temple. “We didn’t have much food either and I think
Anakin wants to spend as much time together as physically possible…
he’s very needy.” Obi-Wan chuckled meekly.

Pausing,
as he was about to get up for a new bottle of beer, Quinlan stared at
him before letting out a chuckle. “He’s gonna devour you whole.”
He shook his head, dreads shaking as he got to his feet and headed to
the fridge for another bottle.

‘I
wouldn’t actually mind it if Anakin ate me right up…’ Obi-Wan
mused as he took a slow sip, his ears once more turning a deep red at
the line of thought his mind was taking and the knowing look on
Quinlan’s face when he returned.

Well
whatever, Anakin was his alpha.