Courtingslow

SO to make up for the lake of Mace/Obi (which is honestly one of my fav pairings as well, and there’s just NOT enough of it darn it!) could you continue one of your earlier Mace/Obi fics? There were 2 «chapters» just tagged as «AlphaMace». Yoda playing matchmaker for Alpha!Mace and Omega!Obi, and Mace worked up the courage to court Obi. Maybe we could see the date, Yoda’s reaction, ANAKIN’s reaction… just fluffy courting Mace/Obi. :) Cheers!

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There were
butterflies covering Obi-Wan’s hair and it was taking everything
Mace had not to start laughing at the sight of tiny yellow
butterflies mistaking Obi-Wan for some kind of flower though to be
fair, the omega was leading into a heat in not that long so that
could maybe explain the interest of the butterflies at the current
moment as the redhead meditated in the garden.

At the current
moment however for Mace at least he was doing his best not to be
cowed by the glaring omega beside him and inwardly sending a prayer
to the Force, Mace slowly tilted his head to give the blond his
attention.

Skywalker continued
to glare and didn’t shed away like he usually did.

“Is there
something I can help you with padawan Skywalker?” Mace finally
drawled, cocking an eyebrow at the boy…hmm man?

Skywalker was
seventeen true but he behaved more like a child than an adult still
so one could argue he was still a child in his behavior.

“Hurt him,
grandmaster of the Order or not, I will tear your karking balls from
your body.” Skywalker hissed quietly at him.

Mace felt his
brows, both of them, rise high.

“I don’t care
what the consequences will be but Obi-Wan is my master, my pack
brother and fellow omega. You hurt him, I will know and I will act.”
The blond scowled at him.

The funny thing
about the entire exchange was that Mace actually believed Skywalker.
That if Mace in any way hurt Obi-Wan, Skywalker could and would come
for the mentioned balls and would remove them.

Most likely
painfully slow… maybe with a rusty spoon if the look in Skywalker’s
blue eyes and it would have nothing to do with vengeance and
everything to do with retribution in the eyes of the blond.

Finally he nodded,
crossing his arms over his chest. “I see.” Was all he said,
smiling a bit to himself when Skywalker scoffed before he stomped off
to the other omega.

The closer he got
though, the easier he walked until he just prowled gracefully until
he could flop down beside the other, nuzzling his face into Obi-Wan’s
shoulder as the butterflies went flying in a little swarm at the
disturbance.

Obi-Wan gave a soft
laugh, opening one eye to give Skywalker a wry smile and half his
focus as the two started to talk about something and soon enough both
omegas were calm and collected.

Well Obi-Wan was
generally always calm but Skywalker orbited Obi-Wan’s calm.

Because of his deep
musing about the two, Mace didn’t notice until it was to late that
Depa had heard the entire thing and was suddenly standing beside him
with a giant grin on her face. So when she spoke, she pretty much
scared the living Force out of him, sweet mercy!

“I’d pay to see
him try to rip your balls off Master.” She chirped happily at him
as she slid beside Mace, grinning wildly up at him.

“Oh shit!” He
yelped, turning to her before wheezing. “Depa don’t scare me like
that.” He huffed loudly before grumbling. “And its not that
funny, wipe that grin off your face.”

“Oh come on,
little omega Skywalker threatening the Master of the Order to take
his balls if he hurts Skywalker’s packmate? That’s honestly
hilarious.” She teased him.

Grumbling at her
while being resigned to Depa telling the entire council about the
danger to his testicles and most likely knot, Mace just crossed his
arms over his chest and went back to Obi-Wan observing, at least that
was a nice sight.

Especially with the
omega now smiling softly.

“…To be fair,
Skywalker is not that little. He’s a lean beanstalk with power to
back up his frame.” Mace grumbled even as Depa continued to laugh.

SO to make up for the lake of Mace/Obi (which is honestly one of my fav pairings as well, and there’s just NOT enough of it darn it!) could you continue one of your earlier Mace/Obi fics? There were 2 «chapters» just tagged as «AlphaMace». Yoda playing matchmaker for Alpha!Mace and Omega!Obi, and Mace worked up the courage to court Obi. Maybe we could see the date, Yoda’s reaction, ANAKIN’s reaction… just fluffy courting Mace/Obi. :) Cheers!

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There were
butterflies covering Obi-Wan’s hair and it was taking everything
Mace had not to start laughing at the sight of tiny yellow
butterflies mistaking Obi-Wan for some kind of flower though to be
fair, the omega was leading into a heat in not that long so that
could maybe explain the interest of the butterflies at the current
moment as the redhead meditated in the garden.

At the current
moment however for Mace at least he was doing his best not to be
cowed by the glaring omega beside him and inwardly sending a prayer
to the Force, Mace slowly tilted his head to give the blond his
attention.

Skywalker continued
to glare and didn’t shed away like he usually did.

“Is there
something I can help you with padawan Skywalker?” Mace finally
drawled, cocking an eyebrow at the boy…hmm man?

Skywalker was
seventeen true but he behaved more like a child than an adult still
so one could argue he was still a child in his behavior.

“Hurt him,
grandmaster of the Order or not, I will tear your karking balls from
your body.” Skywalker hissed quietly at him.

Mace felt his
brows, both of them, rise high.

“I don’t care
what the consequences will be but Obi-Wan is my master, my pack
brother and fellow omega. You hurt him, I will know and I will act.”
The blond scowled at him.

The funny thing
about the entire exchange was that Mace actually believed Skywalker.
That if Mace in any way hurt Obi-Wan, Skywalker could and would come
for the mentioned balls and would remove them.

Most likely
painfully slow… maybe with a rusty spoon if the look in Skywalker’s
blue eyes and it would have nothing to do with vengeance and
everything to do with retribution in the eyes of the blond.

Finally he nodded,
crossing his arms over his chest. “I see.” Was all he said,
smiling a bit to himself when Skywalker scoffed before he stomped off
to the other omega.

The closer he got
though, the easier he walked until he just prowled gracefully until
he could flop down beside the other, nuzzling his face into Obi-Wan’s
shoulder as the butterflies went flying in a little swarm at the
disturbance.

Obi-Wan gave a soft
laugh, opening one eye to give Skywalker a wry smile and half his
focus as the two started to talk about something and soon enough both
omegas were calm and collected.

Well Obi-Wan was
generally always calm but Skywalker orbited Obi-Wan’s calm.

Because of his deep
musing about the two, Mace didn’t notice until it was to late that
Depa had heard the entire thing and was suddenly standing beside him
with a giant grin on her face. So when she spoke, she pretty much
scared the living Force out of him, sweet mercy!

“I’d pay to see
him try to rip your balls off Master.” She chirped happily at him
as she slid beside Mace, grinning wildly up at him.

“Oh shit!” He
yelped, turning to her before wheezing. “Depa don’t scare me like
that.” He huffed loudly before grumbling. “And its not that
funny, wipe that grin off your face.”

“Oh come on,
little omega Skywalker threatening the Master of the Order to take
his balls if he hurts Skywalker’s packmate? That’s honestly
hilarious.” She teased him.

Grumbling at her
while being resigned to Depa telling the entire council about the
danger to his testicles and most likely knot, Mace just crossed his
arms over his chest and went back to Obi-Wan observing, at least that
was a nice sight.

Especially with the
omega now smiling softly.

“…To be fair,
Skywalker is not that little. He’s a lean beanstalk with power to
back up his frame.” Mace grumbled even as Depa continued to laugh.

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“Happy
you look.” Yoda eyed him suspiciously over his cup, watching
Obi-Wan casually spoon some sour cream onto his scone.

“I
am, I had a good mission and the healers says I’m fine now.” The
human offered lightly in return as he also added some jam. “Mace
was a perfect mission partner too and made sure we were both safe
when it went to shuttle pieces.” He hummed and sat back, nibbling.

“Hmm.
Normal mission it was?” Yoda prompted.

“As
normal a mission with spice smugglers will ever be.” Obi-Wan took
another bite.

Yoda
grunted. “Nothing unusual then?”

“Why
you’re digging like this I have no idea, its almost as if you
expected something to happen.” Obi-Wan mused curiously.

Then
he blinked when Yoda’s ears drooped.

“Happy
I want Mace to be. Happy I wish you to be. Long time since Qui-Gon
passed has gone yet no one else you seem to seek.” Yoda sighed.
“Idiot crechlings of mine you all are, happy I wish you all to be,
wrong of me to wish for?”

Obi-Wan
stared at him before looking away. “I didn’t know anyone knew I
was…”

“Idiot
Qui-Gon could be. Oblivious he was not, came to me he did, uncertain
what to do he was. You were, his student you were. Waiting I advised,
once knighted you were…” Yoda sighed. “Then gone he was and you
alone were. Made yourself more alone you did, isolated yourself to
your padawan you did.”

“Anakin
was sometimes the only thing that got me out of bed those first few
months.” Obi-Wan shoulders slumped before he looked at Yoda. “I
loved Qui-Gon and then he was gone after… I had no idea what to do
with a padawan. Some days I feel like I failed everything I tried to
teach him though he’s a far better man then I am, a better Jedi
too.” He looked away.

“…Humans
connection need. A hunger for skin, for touch, for warmth. Connection
you need.” Yoda continued. “A reminder I was given by Master
Altis, loving is not a path to the darkside. Obsession is. Old I am,
set in my ways I can be…but change the future can have. Change you
can be.” He set his cup in his lap, staring at Obi-Wan.

“…Mace
asked to court me. I told him to ask me again once we were back on
Coruscant.” Obi-Wan smiled at the old master.

“Good.
Prod him I shall, ask you he will.”

Obi-Wan
laughed a bit into his scone. “I look forward to it.”

()()()

“Why
Chancellor Windu, what brings you to my rooms?” Obi-Wan smiled
teasingly, leaning against his doorway while eyeing the other man who
was rubbing his hip lightly with a grumpy look on his face.

“Did
you have to tell him? I wanted to see the look on his face.” The
Korun sighed.

Obi-Wan
chuckled a bit. “I have no idea what you mean.”

Mace
snorted. “Of course you don’t…Obi-Wan, I got a reservation to a
seafood specialty restaurant on the upper levels of Coruscant, would
you do me the honor of accompanying me?” He smiled at the other.

“Oh
I don’t know, I have some reports I should finish.” Obi-Wan
hedged before laughing at the others sour look. “Oh alright Mace, I
was just joking…I’d love to come with you. When?”

“Now?
We could take a walk beforehand.” Mace offered his arm to the
other, not about to hide his intention from anyone.

The
other blinked before smiling shyly and taking the others arm. “Sure.”

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“Happy
you look.” Yoda eyed him suspiciously over his cup, watching
Obi-Wan casually spoon some sour cream onto his scone.

“I
am, I had a good mission and the healers says I’m fine now.” The
human offered lightly in return as he also added some jam. “Mace
was a perfect mission partner too and made sure we were both safe
when it went to shuttle pieces.” He hummed and sat back, nibbling.

“Hmm.
Normal mission it was?” Yoda prompted.

“As
normal a mission with spice smugglers will ever be.” Obi-Wan took
another bite.

Yoda
grunted. “Nothing unusual then?”

“Why
you’re digging like this I have no idea, its almost as if you
expected something to happen.” Obi-Wan mused curiously.

Then
he blinked when Yoda’s ears drooped.

“Happy
I want Mace to be. Happy I wish you to be. Long time since Qui-Gon
passed has gone yet no one else you seem to seek.” Yoda sighed.
“Idiot crechlings of mine you all are, happy I wish you all to be,
wrong of me to wish for?”

Obi-Wan
stared at him before looking away. “I didn’t know anyone knew I
was…”

“Idiot
Qui-Gon could be. Oblivious he was not, came to me he did, uncertain
what to do he was. You were, his student you were. Waiting I advised,
once knighted you were…” Yoda sighed. “Then gone he was and you
alone were. Made yourself more alone you did, isolated yourself to
your padawan you did.”

“Anakin
was sometimes the only thing that got me out of bed those first few
months.” Obi-Wan shoulders slumped before he looked at Yoda. “I
loved Qui-Gon and then he was gone after… I had no idea what to do
with a padawan. Some days I feel like I failed everything I tried to
teach him though he’s a far better man then I am, a better Jedi
too.” He looked away.

“…Humans
connection need. A hunger for skin, for touch, for warmth. Connection
you need.” Yoda continued. “A reminder I was given by Master
Altis, loving is not a path to the darkside. Obsession is. Old I am,
set in my ways I can be…but change the future can have. Change you
can be.” He set his cup in his lap, staring at Obi-Wan.

“…Mace
asked to court me. I told him to ask me again once we were back on
Coruscant.” Obi-Wan smiled at the old master.

“Good.
Prod him I shall, ask you he will.”

Obi-Wan
laughed a bit into his scone. “I look forward to it.”

()()()

“Why
Chancellor Windu, what brings you to my rooms?” Obi-Wan smiled
teasingly, leaning against his doorway while eyeing the other man who
was rubbing his hip lightly with a grumpy look on his face.

“Did
you have to tell him? I wanted to see the look on his face.” The
Korun sighed.

Obi-Wan
chuckled a bit. “I have no idea what you mean.”

Mace
snorted. “Of course you don’t…Obi-Wan, I got a reservation to a
seafood specialty restaurant on the upper levels of Coruscant, would
you do me the honor of accompanying me?” He smiled at the other.

“Oh
I don’t know, I have some reports I should finish.” Obi-Wan
hedged before laughing at the others sour look. “Oh alright Mace, I
was just joking…I’d love to come with you. When?”

“Now?
We could take a walk beforehand.” Mace offered his arm to the
other, not about to hide his intention from anyone.

The
other blinked before smiling shyly and taking the others arm. “Sure.”

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Curling himself slowly around the
shivering body, Mace made a soothing noise into Obi-Wan’s ear while
wrapping his arms around the omega. “Its alright, Obi-Wan its
alright.” He assured quietly when the other whimpered.

That got a small laugh out of the
redhead as the alpha tucked even closer to provide body heat, his
head resting on an arm. “I think you’re lying.” He whispered
and then twisted a bit. “I’m sorry for getting poisoned still.”

“Don’t be, you couldn’t have
known.” Mace rumbled as he rubbed the others chest slowly. ‘Not
quite how I wanted to share a bedroll with Obi-Wan.’ He thought
dryly as Obi-Wan continued to try and filter the poison out of his
systems.

Unfortunately that, combined with the
poisons effect, left Obi-Wan weak and unable to keep his warmth. And
since they were hiding out they couldn’t light a fire to help him
gain it.

“We had lacking information about the
spice smugglers. We should have been more then a two man team.”
Mace continued, wanting, no needing to reassure Obi-Wan.

“I guess but…” Obi-Wan sighed
then whimpered a bit as a fresh body ache tore through him, making
his concentration falter. “Urk…I still don’t get why Yoda
assigned only us two to this.” He breathed out once the ache faded.

‘Because Yoda is a meddling old
troll.’ Mace thought grumpily as the whimper tore his heart in two.
But out loud he just sighed. “I have no idea Obi-Wan.”

Despite the situation, it was kind of
nice with the little emergency light and the two curled together in
the same bedroll. Mace just wished Obi-Wan wasn’t in pain and it
wasn’t for the sole purpose of sharing body heat.

He had found Obi-Wan pretty from the
moment he had become an adult but when the other had become an equal,
a knight of the order, it had become more.

Obi-Wan was warm and had a wicked dry
sort of humor that could get a laugh out of Mace on the worst of
days. The way he smiled when he knew he had the up on someone in a
debate, the wry curl starting at one side of his lips. He had an
engaging mind and never backed down from debating his points to
convince to at least consider his options and the man was no
weakling, able to hold his own against Mace in duel with Soresu
against the Vapaad.

And Mace wasn’t stupid, Obi-Wan had
one hell of a rocking body and a smell so sweet it made Mace wonder
how no one thought to bottle the essence to appease uppity brawling
alphas.

He was sure that Obi-Wan’s scent
alone could do it.

But there was a few problems with
Obi-Wan.

And that was that he was utterly
oblivious to any kind of flirting even if he flirted with everything
with a pulse. It made Mace want to hit the old gundark over the head
as he was sure that it was a result of needing attention that Qui-Gon
had never shown him or at least not the adequate amount Obi-Wan had
needed.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to
help you?” Mace murmured.

“I’d rather you focus on keeping us
safe and me warm if I’m honest. And alpha’s tend to put my game
when I’m working through foreign invaders in my body.” Obi-Wan
mumbled.

“Something you figured out with
Qui-Gon hmm?” Mace was not going to comment on ‘foreign invaders’
in the body. NOPE.

“Just so.” Obi-Wan laughed airily
while snuggling back against Mace.

‘Fortune favors the bold…’ Mace
took a deep breath then leaned a bit up on his elbow to press a soft
kiss to the others bearded cheek while keeping his hand on the others
chest, fingers picking up on when Obi-Wan’s heart beat started to
raise.

Obi-Wan shifted enough to look at him,
eyes wide as he stared up at Mace. Surprised yet hopeful.

That got the Koruns shoulders to relax
and he smiled a bit down at the other, moving his hand up to stroke
the others cheek gently. “So I was going to do this properly,
certainly not during a mission with you all…well like this
but…seems as good a moment as anything. Obi-Wan, would you consider
letting me court you?” He questioned quietly.

“Court me, properly?” The redhead
questioned quietly as he leaned into the hand.

“Properly. With the end goal
hopefully being a bonding.” Mace continued slowly stroking the
others cheek.

He wasn’t a man accustomed to being
nervous anymore but damn if Obi-Wan couldn’t get him as skittish as
a newborn calf.

“If I survive the night-”

A low growl from Mace interrupted his
words and Obi-Wan laughed a bit. “Alright, when we get home, ask me
again. Because I’m not really in the best state of mind right now.”

“Fair enough.” Mace rumbled, voice
still gruff before he pressed a new kiss, this time to the others
temple and then settled back down to keep Obi-Wan warm.

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Curling himself slowly around the
shivering body, Mace made a soothing noise into Obi-Wan’s ear while
wrapping his arms around the omega. “Its alright, Obi-Wan its
alright.” He assured quietly when the other whimpered.

That got a small laugh out of the
redhead as the alpha tucked even closer to provide body heat, his
head resting on an arm. “I think you’re lying.” He whispered
and then twisted a bit. “I’m sorry for getting poisoned still.”

“Don’t be, you couldn’t have
known.” Mace rumbled as he rubbed the others chest slowly. ‘Not
quite how I wanted to share a bedroll with Obi-Wan.’ He thought
dryly as Obi-Wan continued to try and filter the poison out of his
systems.

Unfortunately that, combined with the
poisons effect, left Obi-Wan weak and unable to keep his warmth. And
since they were hiding out they couldn’t light a fire to help him
gain it.

“We had lacking information about the
spice smugglers. We should have been more then a two man team.”
Mace continued, wanting, no needing to reassure Obi-Wan.

“I guess but…” Obi-Wan sighed
then whimpered a bit as a fresh body ache tore through him, making
his concentration falter. “Urk…I still don’t get why Yoda
assigned only us two to this.” He breathed out once the ache faded.

‘Because Yoda is a meddling old
troll.’ Mace thought grumpily as the whimper tore his heart in two.
But out loud he just sighed. “I have no idea Obi-Wan.”

Despite the situation, it was kind of
nice with the little emergency light and the two curled together in
the same bedroll. Mace just wished Obi-Wan wasn’t in pain and it
wasn’t for the sole purpose of sharing body heat.

He had found Obi-Wan pretty from the
moment he had become an adult but when the other had become an equal,
a knight of the order, it had become more.

Obi-Wan was warm and had a wicked dry
sort of humor that could get a laugh out of Mace on the worst of
days. The way he smiled when he knew he had the up on someone in a
debate, the wry curl starting at one side of his lips. He had an
engaging mind and never backed down from debating his points to
convince to at least consider his options and the man was no
weakling, able to hold his own against Mace in duel with Soresu
against the Vapaad.

And Mace wasn’t stupid, Obi-Wan had
one hell of a rocking body and a smell so sweet it made Mace wonder
how no one thought to bottle the essence to appease uppity brawling
alphas.

He was sure that Obi-Wan’s scent
alone could do it.

But there was a few problems with
Obi-Wan.

And that was that he was utterly
oblivious to any kind of flirting even if he flirted with everything
with a pulse. It made Mace want to hit the old gundark over the head
as he was sure that it was a result of needing attention that Qui-Gon
had never shown him or at least not the adequate amount Obi-Wan had
needed.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to
help you?” Mace murmured.

“I’d rather you focus on keeping us
safe and me warm if I’m honest. And alpha’s tend to put my game
when I’m working through foreign invaders in my body.” Obi-Wan
mumbled.

“Something you figured out with
Qui-Gon hmm?” Mace was not going to comment on ‘foreign invaders’
in the body. NOPE.

“Just so.” Obi-Wan laughed airily
while snuggling back against Mace.

‘Fortune favors the bold…’ Mace
took a deep breath then leaned a bit up on his elbow to press a soft
kiss to the others bearded cheek while keeping his hand on the others
chest, fingers picking up on when Obi-Wan’s heart beat started to
raise.

Obi-Wan shifted enough to look at him,
eyes wide as he stared up at Mace. Surprised yet hopeful.

That got the Koruns shoulders to relax
and he smiled a bit down at the other, moving his hand up to stroke
the others cheek gently. “So I was going to do this properly,
certainly not during a mission with you all…well like this
but…seems as good a moment as anything. Obi-Wan, would you consider
letting me court you?” He questioned quietly.

“Court me, properly?” The redhead
questioned quietly as he leaned into the hand.

“Properly. With the end goal
hopefully being a bonding.” Mace continued slowly stroking the
others cheek.

He wasn’t a man accustomed to being
nervous anymore but damn if Obi-Wan couldn’t get him as skittish as
a newborn calf.

“If I survive the night-”

A low growl from Mace interrupted his
words and Obi-Wan laughed a bit. “Alright, when we get home, ask me
again. Because I’m not really in the best state of mind right now.”

“Fair enough.” Mace rumbled, voice
still gruff before he pressed a new kiss, this time to the others
temple and then settled back down to keep Obi-Wan warm.