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Century Love: Obi gets critically injured during a surprise battle and his lineage goes apeshit. (Qui/Obi?)

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Choking
heavily and shuddering, Obi-Wan could feel
blood in the back of his nose, choking him as he struggled to breath.

Above
and
around him
the smashed remains of
the formally glorious castle of the Dunagan Imperial Queens laid in
shatters and heavy pieces and Obi-Wan knew that he must have breathed
in quite a bit of marble dust along with blood.

He
was having trouble breathing so yeah… moving
was kind of out of the question at the moment since he was pinned and
broken.

“…Q-Qui…”
He choked out pitifully before swallowing as best he could and
reaching feebly out into the Force to the only bond he could clearly
grasp even in this moment.

Anakin.

Anakin
burning so bright and harshly in the Force that Obi-Wan would have to
be blind or unconscious not to sense it as the blonds frantic
emotions were reaching out to him in return, desperation clawing at
Obi-Wan as Anakin tried to find
him.

‘I
must have been out longer than I thought.’ He settled on as he felt
Anakin’s desperation turn to relieved shock for a moment only to
turn to fear from what he was sensing from Obi-Wan at that moment.

But
at least someone knew he was still alive and
if the noises he could faintly hear was correct, Anakin had told the
others and was not behaving calmly at all.

‘Don’t
close your eyes… you can’t close your eyes…’ Obi-Wan reminded
himself even as he felt them slowly slip shut, losing
the fight against himself and his injuries.

()()()

Feeling
something tickling his nose, Ben couldn’t help the smile crossing
his face even as he kept his eyes shut, feeling the tickle slowly
move along his cheek and down his neck before teasing the hollow of
his throat.

“Beeeeen~”
A warm rumble chortled, the tickling brushing down his exposed
collarbone
and then back upwards. “Dearest Ben~”

Laughing
faintly, Ben opened his eyes to a small crack to peer at Qui-Gon, the
nosfer smirking happily at him while teasing his nose with a little
feathered straw. “I
was sleeping.” He mumbled with a quiet chuckle.

Wiggling
the spotted brown feather over his love’s nose, Qui-Gon smirked,
his pearly fangs on display. “You were but its time to wake my
love, we have a long day regardless of how cute you look sleeping.”
He teased quietly with a deep rumbling voice.

Wiggling
a bit, feeling Qui-Gon’s shirt that he had stolen from the laundry
basket ruck up around his waist, Ben laughed and opened his eyes.
“You’re evil, being so sweet while waking me and tickling me with
a feather thing.” He squirmed to escape, giggling happily.

“But
I’m your evil thing.” Qui-Gon responded cornily, prompting Ben
into laughing harder, waking up firmly.

()()()

Jerking
a bit and hissing in pain, Obi-Wan opened his eyes to the sharp light
even as he coughed up blood from his lungs, feeling debris being
lifted off him. For a moment Ben and Obi-Wan’s memories mixed in
his mind and he whimpered in relief as Qui-Gon was suddenly there,
his hand grasping Obi-Wan’s tightly while speaking reassuringly.

“We’re
here Obi-Wan, you won’t pass quietly into the night. The
medic is on his way, we’ll make sure he arrives in time, Xanatos is
bringing him.”
He swore quietly, his large hand gentle around his smaller pale one
with Qui-Gon’s other cupping Obi-Wan’s bloody cheek as his blood
stained the pale marble.

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Choking
heavily and shuddering, Obi-Wan could feel
blood in the back of his nose, choking him as he struggled to breath.

Above
and
around him
the smashed remains of
the formally glorious castle of the Dunagan Imperial Queens laid in
shatters and heavy pieces and Obi-Wan knew that he must have breathed
in quite a bit of marble dust along with blood.

He
was having trouble breathing so yeah… moving
was kind of out of the question at the moment since he was pinned and
broken.

“…Q-Qui…”
He choked out pitifully before swallowing as best he could and
reaching feebly out into the Force to the only bond he could clearly
grasp even in this moment.

Anakin.

Anakin
burning so bright and harshly in the Force that Obi-Wan would have to
be blind or unconscious not to sense it as the blonds frantic
emotions were reaching out to him in return, desperation clawing at
Obi-Wan as Anakin tried to find
him.

‘I
must have been out longer than I thought.’ He settled on as he felt
Anakin’s desperation turn to relieved shock for a moment only to
turn to fear from what he was sensing from Obi-Wan at that moment.

But
at least someone knew he was still alive and
if the noises he could faintly hear was correct, Anakin had told the
others and was not behaving calmly at all.

‘Don’t
close your eyes… you can’t close your eyes…’ Obi-Wan reminded
himself even as he felt them slowly slip shut, losing
the fight against himself and his injuries.

()()()

Feeling
something tickling his nose, Ben couldn’t help the smile crossing
his face even as he kept his eyes shut, feeling the tickle slowly
move along his cheek and down his neck before teasing the hollow of
his throat.

“Beeeeen~”
A warm rumble chortled, the tickling brushing down his exposed
collarbone
and then back upwards. “Dearest Ben~”

Laughing
faintly, Ben opened his eyes to a small crack to peer at Qui-Gon, the
nosfer smirking happily at him while teasing his nose with a little
feathered straw. “I
was sleeping.” He mumbled with a quiet chuckle.

Wiggling
the spotted brown feather over his love’s nose, Qui-Gon smirked,
his pearly fangs on display. “You were but its time to wake my
love, we have a long day regardless of how cute you look sleeping.”
He teased quietly with a deep rumbling voice.

Wiggling
a bit, feeling Qui-Gon’s shirt that he had stolen from the laundry
basket ruck up around his waist, Ben laughed and opened his eyes.
“You’re evil, being so sweet while waking me and tickling me with
a feather thing.” He squirmed to escape, giggling happily.

“But
I’m your evil thing.” Qui-Gon responded cornily, prompting Ben
into laughing harder, waking up firmly.

()()()

Jerking
a bit and hissing in pain, Obi-Wan opened his eyes to the sharp light
even as he coughed up blood from his lungs, feeling debris being
lifted off him. For a moment Ben and Obi-Wan’s memories mixed in
his mind and he whimpered in relief as Qui-Gon was suddenly there,
his hand grasping Obi-Wan’s tightly while speaking reassuringly.

“We’re
here Obi-Wan, you won’t pass quietly into the night. The
medic is on his way, we’ll make sure he arrives in time, Xanatos is
bringing him.”
He swore quietly, his large hand gentle around his smaller pale one
with Qui-Gon’s other cupping Obi-Wan’s bloody cheek as his blood
stained the pale marble.

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Rubbing
the back of his neck awkwardly, Anakin lifted his stump in
explanation. “Its not like they’d let me out of the medbay.
They’re taking me right to Coruscant Padme.” He explained quietly
as she blinked at the cut half of Anakin’s arm.

“I…
oh I see, I’m so sorry Anakin. I was just very confused about…
well you were more focused before and I ju-” She
looked a bit nervous, confused even as Anakin was heatedly reminded
of their kiss before Geonosis and yet he couldn’t recall it. Not
really, just the dry press of lips.

“Anakin?”
A worried
voice called out and the blond padawan jerked a bit in guilt before
quickly turning the comm off, turning just in time for the door to
open and Obi-Wan to poke his head in, his master smiling in relief as
he found him. “There you are, the medics are looking for you.” He
announced.

“Oh,
sorry, I was just calling Tru to
check on him, make sure he made it out of the arena.”
The lie escaped him without consideration and Anakin couldn’t help
the guilt he felt as he joined the other man. “They want me?” He
instead distracted with, taking note of Obi-Wan’s pale skin.

“Yes,
they wish to look over our stumps. Mine is apparently doing quite
well despite the infection that set in earlier.” He sighed deeply
as
they fell into step towards the medbay.

“Honestly
master, its shocking they didn’t need to remove more.” Anakin
murmured seriously, knowing how bad an infection could get if the
body did not fight it off.

Wryly,
Obi-Wan sent a smile up at him. “Well there is that but the medic
said that as long as nothing more happens and my hand continues
finishing healing, I should be able to get a neurotech layer put in
and after that a new hand along with you.” Obi-Wan stated in a more
cheerful tone and Anakin couldn’t help but smile wryly as they
moved around a few of the troopers into the medbay.

He
tried not to notice how the troopers stared after them and tried not
to stare in return.

It
was still so odd, seeing all these men with the same faces but so
different in the Force and he couldn’t imagine how it felt for them
to see people who didn’t share their features. ‘And they were
made for the Jedi according to the Kamino’s… I can remember how
it felt like to be in awe of the Jedi.’ Anakin mused to himself,
remembering how it felt to meet Qui-Gon Jinn that
first day on Tatooine and learning he was a Jedi.

Settling
down on the bed assigned to him, Anakin glanced around, finding all
the beds filled.

Master
Plo was finally sitting up, working on a crossword with one of the
troopers, speaking cheerfully with the man though most of the others
were either meditating or sleeping outright he would guess.

The
bed dipped beside him and Anakin turned his head back to Obi-Wan in
surprise, blinking as the Jedi master held his hand. A pale lipped
smile crossed Obi-Wan’s tired face. “Its going to be alright
Anakin, I know the war is looming on the horizon for us and we’re
both a bit,” He hesitated, glancing at his own bandaged stump.
“Broken… but we’re together on this.” He looked back up at
Anakin, smiling slightly.

‘He’s
pretty when he smiles…’ Anakin noted absently with
some surprise,
squeezing on the others hand with a smile of his own. “Sounds like
a plan,” He agreed, lifting his stump a bit to wave it. “We can
figure this out together.”

Chuckling
a bit, Obi-Wan nodded before smiling as one of the troopers came
over.

This
one had a rather kind smile Anakin noticed, smiling in return.

Still
had the medic durasteel touch though much to his amusement. ‘Has to
be a medical thing, durasteel for spines to handle their patients.’

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Rubbing
the back of his neck awkwardly, Anakin lifted his stump in
explanation. “Its not like they’d let me out of the medbay.
They’re taking me right to Coruscant Padme.” He explained quietly
as she blinked at the cut half of Anakin’s arm.

“I…
oh I see, I’m so sorry Anakin. I was just very confused about…
well you were more focused before and I ju-” She
looked a bit nervous, confused even as Anakin was heatedly reminded
of their kiss before Geonosis and yet he couldn’t recall it. Not
really, just the dry press of lips.

“Anakin?”
A worried
voice called out and the blond padawan jerked a bit in guilt before
quickly turning the comm off, turning just in time for the door to
open and Obi-Wan to poke his head in, his master smiling in relief as
he found him. “There you are, the medics are looking for you.” He
announced.

“Oh,
sorry, I was just calling Tru to
check on him, make sure he made it out of the arena.”
The lie escaped him without consideration and Anakin couldn’t help
the guilt he felt as he joined the other man. “They want me?” He
instead distracted with, taking note of Obi-Wan’s pale skin.

“Yes,
they wish to look over our stumps. Mine is apparently doing quite
well despite the infection that set in earlier.” He sighed deeply
as
they fell into step towards the medbay.

“Honestly
master, its shocking they didn’t need to remove more.” Anakin
murmured seriously, knowing how bad an infection could get if the
body did not fight it off.

Wryly,
Obi-Wan sent a smile up at him. “Well there is that but the medic
said that as long as nothing more happens and my hand continues
finishing healing, I should be able to get a neurotech layer put in
and after that a new hand along with you.” Obi-Wan stated in a more
cheerful tone and Anakin couldn’t help but smile wryly as they
moved around a few of the troopers into the medbay.

He
tried not to notice how the troopers stared after them and tried not
to stare in return.

It
was still so odd, seeing all these men with the same faces but so
different in the Force and he couldn’t imagine how it felt for them
to see people who didn’t share their features. ‘And they were
made for the Jedi according to the Kamino’s… I can remember how
it felt like to be in awe of the Jedi.’ Anakin mused to himself,
remembering how it felt to meet Qui-Gon Jinn that
first day on Tatooine and learning he was a Jedi.

Settling
down on the bed assigned to him, Anakin glanced around, finding all
the beds filled.

Master
Plo was finally sitting up, working on a crossword with one of the
troopers, speaking cheerfully with the man though most of the others
were either meditating or sleeping outright he would guess.

The
bed dipped beside him and Anakin turned his head back to Obi-Wan in
surprise, blinking as the Jedi master held his hand. A pale lipped
smile crossed Obi-Wan’s tired face. “Its going to be alright
Anakin, I know the war is looming on the horizon for us and we’re
both a bit,” He hesitated, glancing at his own bandaged stump.
“Broken… but we’re together on this.” He looked back up at
Anakin, smiling slightly.

‘He’s
pretty when he smiles…’ Anakin noted absently with
some surprise,
squeezing on the others hand with a smile of his own. “Sounds like
a plan,” He agreed, lifting his stump a bit to wave it. “We can
figure this out together.”

Chuckling
a bit, Obi-Wan nodded before smiling as one of the troopers came
over.

This
one had a rather kind smile Anakin noticed, smiling in return.

Still
had the medic durasteel touch though much to his amusement. ‘Has to
be a medical thing, durasteel for spines to handle their patients.’

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Rubbing
his ears with his hands and then outright rubbing his fingers in the
little dips to make sure his ears weren’t blocked as he sat on the
medical bed, Obi-Wan focused back on Bant’s all to amused
expression as the mon calamari crossed her arms over her chest with a
raised brow, her double eyelids blinking slowly to moisten her eyes.

Her
fins were also quivering suspiciously.

“I
am sorry but would you please repeat that again?” He asked
uncertainly.

Smirking,
Bant turned the screen towards him to show him. “You’re pregnant
Obs, quadruplets
from what this is telling us though it could be mistaken… by like
two percent so its ninety eight percent certain you’re carrying
quadruplets in that pudgy stomach you humans call a belly.” She
drawled in amusement before stroking her chin. “Quinlan owes me
another fifty credits now come to think of it.” She said
thoughtfully.

Obi-Wan
opened his mouth then closed it again, his hand coming to rest
uncertainly on his stomach. “…But I’m on birth control?” He
questioned in bewilderment. “I get a shot set in ever
month on the dot.” Obi-Wan ran his fingers through his hair,
tugging at it to the point where it hurt.

His
hand was gently caught and pulled away and he looked helplessly up at
the other Jedi, letting out a low noise as Bant smiled
sympathetically. “You
were on antibiotics right? For the injuries you got after sending
Waxer and Boil away from the front?” She gently prompted.

“Well
yes, I got some infecti-did the antibiotics do this?” Obi-Wan’s
eyes went wide.

Tapping
her screen, Bant shrugged a bit. “Antibiotics are known for messing
with certain birth controls and on a military standard medbay…”
She trailed off.

Obi-Wan
didn’t need the details filled in.

Cheapest
antibiotics filled the medbays of the army, causing issues with the
birth control of those who were on them. Like Obi-Wan’s.

“Kark.”
He hissed, dropping his head into his hands as his mind spun
furiously.

“You
are going to be huge.” Bant offered up brightly, already readying
the form to inform the council that Obi-Wan could no longer be on the
front line.

“…I
hate you Bant.” He mumbled sulkily as the image of himself as blimp
crossed his mind.

“Love
you too Oafy-Wan~” She chirped.

()()()()

Flopping
onto the couch and then outright just laying down with his head in
Qui-Gon’s lap and pushing his feet into Anakin’s, Obi-Wan sulked
quietly as the two stared at him before exchanging looks over his
head.

Ahsoka
stood frozen in the small kitchenette, a bowl in her hand.

Then
she grinned. “Well, I guess you’re grumpy master Obi-Wan.” She
said cheerfully.

Obi-Wan
just huffed at her.

He
was damn well going to be grumpy because apparently he was full of
baby.

It
was one thing when it was Boil but why’d he have to go and get
himself knocked up too!?

Obi-Wan
wasn’t about to blame Cody, for one the troopers had no idea they
were fertile in that manner and two, Obi-Wan controlled his own birth
controls. Also three, it took two to do the Corellian horizontal
tango.

He
had so many things things to do!

“Are
you going to… tell us what’s wrong?” Qui-Gon questioned,
petting Obi-Wan’s hair.

“Or
you going to continue rubbing your dirty feet on my groin?” Anakin
added curiously.

Grumbling
at the other two, Obi-Wan shifted and glared at them. “…I’m
pregnant and grumpy so there. Hormones.” He pouted.

There
was silence for a long moment before Ahsoka dropped her bowl in the kitchen.

“WHAT!!?”

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Rubbing
his ears with his hands and then outright rubbing his fingers in the
little dips to make sure his ears weren’t blocked as he sat on the
medical bed, Obi-Wan focused back on Bant’s all to amused
expression as the mon calamari crossed her arms over her chest with a
raised brow, her double eyelids blinking slowly to moisten her eyes.

Her
fins were also quivering suspiciously.

“I
am sorry but would you please repeat that again?” He asked
uncertainly.

Smirking,
Bant turned the screen towards him to show him. “You’re pregnant
Obs, quadruplets
from what this is telling us though it could be mistaken… by like
two percent so its ninety eight percent certain you’re carrying
quadruplets in that pudgy stomach you humans call a belly.” She
drawled in amusement before stroking her chin. “Quinlan owes me
another fifty credits now come to think of it.” She said
thoughtfully.

Obi-Wan
opened his mouth then closed it again, his hand coming to rest
uncertainly on his stomach. “…But I’m on birth control?” He
questioned in bewilderment. “I get a shot set in ever
month on the dot.” Obi-Wan ran his fingers through his hair,
tugging at it to the point where it hurt.

His
hand was gently caught and pulled away and he looked helplessly up at
the other Jedi, letting out a low noise as Bant smiled
sympathetically. “You
were on antibiotics right? For the injuries you got after sending
Waxer and Boil away from the front?” She gently prompted.

“Well
yes, I got some infecti-did the antibiotics do this?” Obi-Wan’s
eyes went wide.

Tapping
her screen, Bant shrugged a bit. “Antibiotics are known for messing
with certain birth controls and on a military standard medbay…”
She trailed off.

Obi-Wan
didn’t need the details filled in.

Cheapest
antibiotics filled the medbays of the army, causing issues with the
birth control of those who were on them. Like Obi-Wan’s.

“Kark.”
He hissed, dropping his head into his hands as his mind spun
furiously.

“You
are going to be huge.” Bant offered up brightly, already readying
the form to inform the council that Obi-Wan could no longer be on the
front line.

“…I
hate you Bant.” He mumbled sulkily as the image of himself as blimp
crossed his mind.

“Love
you too Oafy-Wan~” She chirped.

()()()()

Flopping
onto the couch and then outright just laying down with his head in
Qui-Gon’s lap and pushing his feet into Anakin’s, Obi-Wan sulked
quietly as the two stared at him before exchanging looks over his
head.

Ahsoka
stood frozen in the small kitchenette, a bowl in her hand.

Then
she grinned. “Well, I guess you’re grumpy master Obi-Wan.” She
said cheerfully.

Obi-Wan
just huffed at her.

He
was damn well going to be grumpy because apparently he was full of
baby.

It
was one thing when it was Boil but why’d he have to go and get
himself knocked up too!?

Obi-Wan
wasn’t about to blame Cody, for one the troopers had no idea they
were fertile in that manner and two, Obi-Wan controlled his own birth
controls. Also three, it took two to do the Corellian horizontal
tango.

He
had so many things things to do!

“Are
you going to… tell us what’s wrong?” Qui-Gon questioned,
petting Obi-Wan’s hair.

“Or
you going to continue rubbing your dirty feet on my groin?” Anakin
added curiously.

Grumbling
at the other two, Obi-Wan shifted and glared at them. “…I’m
pregnant and grumpy so there. Hormones.” He pouted.

There
was silence for a long moment before Ahsoka dropped her bowl in the kitchen.

“WHAT!!?”

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Rubbing
his cheek on the commander’s shoulder and neck, Obi-Wan let out a
quiet noise as he took in as much of the others scent as he could.
“I’m sorry Cody.” He whispered tiredly.

Cupping
the back of Obi-Wan’s head, Cody just let out a small rumbling
noise. “No, its fine, we should have expected this. You were stuck
out there and everything was wrong, you going into shock heat isn’t
a surprise really.” Cody assured quietly while rubbing down the
others back steadily, sitting
outside the General’s tent that was almost ready.

Around
them the rest of the troopers were getting supplies
like food and water
for the shock heat already
itching Obi-Wan’s skin,
Anakin setting up the tent with as many pillows and blanket as they
had available since they had not really been prepared for Obi-Wan’s
heat.

Still
Obi-Wan whined quietly into Cody’s neck, embarrassed and a bit
ashamed of his biology as he was making their situation even worse.

And
they still
hadn’t reached Coruscant!

All
the radio technicians had tried their best hand, the slicers had
tried to get into the Republic servers and they had even tried the
CSI with the risk of being exposed.

Total
blackout.

All
information and comm units were out and it was starting to piss
Skywalker off quite clearly but the alpha was focusing his energy on
getting things ready for Obi-Wan.

“Are
you sure about this though? I
mean I know you’re healthy now thanks to Helix going over what he
could and time is needed for the rest but…”
Cody focused his attention back on Obi-Wan and away from the blond,
frowning a bit. “You don’t have to let me stay in your nest,
especially after what I almost… after what happened,” He added
more quietly as the wind stirred the wilted straws. “And
beside, General Unduli did say she could do some kind of Force
healing thing that would damper it.” Cody reminded him quickly.

Rubbing
his scent onto Cody despite it already being thick on the other man,
Obi-Wan smiled shyly. “I want you in my nest Cody. I’ve… been
alone a long time and things have been lonely in there… I want to
choose to have an alpha.” He murmured, biting his lower lip.

“…I’m
honored.” Cody whispered before standing, Obi-Wan in his arms as he
headed inside the tent to the pile of pillows and blankets already
made ready, watching Obi-Wan shuffle them around to create the nest
he’d have for the next several hours of his shock heat. ‘Beautiful
omega…’

()()()

Grumbling
faintly, Anakin threw his towel down while Ahsoka made a happy noise
as she stretched. “That was a good training!” She chirped happily
as her sore muscled ached in happy protest for the strong exercise
they had undergone.

She
was less happy about the singed tunic she had though.

“Yeah
well, I’d be more happy about news,” Anakin grumbled. “Least we
managed to waste away a few hours without thin-”

“General!”
Rex called out from beside Fives and Echo in the comm tent. “We
have news from Coruscant!”

Turning
on his heel, Anakin raced towards the tent and in, blinking at the
sight of Windu standing with one arm in a fold and a bandage over his
left eye. “As of this moment the Senate is on full lockdown and so
is Coruscant, no ships are to come or leave until the situation can
be cleared. I regret also to inform that during the fighting with the
Sith Lord, Master Yoda suffered fatal casualties and is not expected
to survive the night.” The Jedi Master said tiredly.

Blinking
in shock as he heard Ahsoka gasp behind him, Anakin stared at Windu.
Sith Lord, Yoda’s death, Coruscant on lockdown?

What
had he missed out on the message!?

“This
message will continue to play on loop for all Jedi until there has
been a change, may the Force be with all of us,” The message ended
only to loop around. “This is a message to the entire GAR and Jedi.
Senator Palpatine has relieved himself as the leader of the CSI and
the Sith Lord to those who understand the implication, we were to
arrest him for treason when he resisted and attacked, killing several
Jedi members and engaging in mass destruction of the Rotunda.”

Whelp,
Anakin got the entire message.

Why
was he sitting on the floor?

Oh
right…shock… huh, a sleep sounded nice right now.

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Rubbing
his cheek on the commander’s shoulder and neck, Obi-Wan let out a
quiet noise as he took in as much of the others scent as he could.
“I’m sorry Cody.” He whispered tiredly.

Cupping
the back of Obi-Wan’s head, Cody just let out a small rumbling
noise. “No, its fine, we should have expected this. You were stuck
out there and everything was wrong, you going into shock heat isn’t
a surprise really.” Cody assured quietly while rubbing down the
others back steadily, sitting
outside the General’s tent that was almost ready.

Around
them the rest of the troopers were getting supplies
like food and water
for the shock heat already
itching Obi-Wan’s skin,
Anakin setting up the tent with as many pillows and blanket as they
had available since they had not really been prepared for Obi-Wan’s
heat.

Still
Obi-Wan whined quietly into Cody’s neck, embarrassed and a bit
ashamed of his biology as he was making their situation even worse.

And
they still
hadn’t reached Coruscant!

All
the radio technicians had tried their best hand, the slicers had
tried to get into the Republic servers and they had even tried the
CSI with the risk of being exposed.

Total
blackout.

All
information and comm units were out and it was starting to piss
Skywalker off quite clearly but the alpha was focusing his energy on
getting things ready for Obi-Wan.

“Are
you sure about this though? I
mean I know you’re healthy now thanks to Helix going over what he
could and time is needed for the rest but…”
Cody focused his attention back on Obi-Wan and away from the blond,
frowning a bit. “You don’t have to let me stay in your nest,
especially after what I almost… after what happened,” He added
more quietly as the wind stirred the wilted straws. “And
beside, General Unduli did say she could do some kind of Force
healing thing that would damper it.” Cody reminded him quickly.

Rubbing
his scent onto Cody despite it already being thick on the other man,
Obi-Wan smiled shyly. “I want you in my nest Cody. I’ve… been
alone a long time and things have been lonely in there… I want to
choose to have an alpha.” He murmured, biting his lower lip.

“…I’m
honored.” Cody whispered before standing, Obi-Wan in his arms as he
headed inside the tent to the pile of pillows and blankets already
made ready, watching Obi-Wan shuffle them around to create the nest
he’d have for the next several hours of his shock heat. ‘Beautiful
omega…’

()()()

Grumbling
faintly, Anakin threw his towel down while Ahsoka made a happy noise
as she stretched. “That was a good training!” She chirped happily
as her sore muscled ached in happy protest for the strong exercise
they had undergone.

She
was less happy about the singed tunic she had though.

“Yeah
well, I’d be more happy about news,” Anakin grumbled. “Least we
managed to waste away a few hours without thin-”

“General!”
Rex called out from beside Fives and Echo in the comm tent. “We
have news from Coruscant!”

Turning
on his heel, Anakin raced towards the tent and in, blinking at the
sight of Windu standing with one arm in a fold and a bandage over his
left eye. “As of this moment the Senate is on full lockdown and so
is Coruscant, no ships are to come or leave until the situation can
be cleared. I regret also to inform that during the fighting with the
Sith Lord, Master Yoda suffered fatal casualties and is not expected
to survive the night.” The Jedi Master said tiredly.

Blinking
in shock as he heard Ahsoka gasp behind him, Anakin stared at Windu.
Sith Lord, Yoda’s death, Coruscant on lockdown?

What
had he missed out on the message!?

“This
message will continue to play on loop for all Jedi until there has
been a change, may the Force be with all of us,” The message ended
only to loop around. “This is a message to the entire GAR and Jedi.
Senator Palpatine has relieved himself as the leader of the CSI and
the Sith Lord to those who understand the implication, we were to
arrest him for treason when he resisted and attacked, killing several
Jedi members and engaging in mass destruction of the Rotunda.”

Whelp,
Anakin got the entire message.

Why
was he sitting on the floor?

Oh
right…shock… huh, a sleep sounded nice right now.

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Opening
his eyes slowly when the door opened, Obi-Wan smiled softly at the
other male while flickering his tail. “Finally
done I see.” He chuckled while stretching his body. He had been
standing still for to long but he had promised the other to wait for
him.

Smiling,
Vader caught Obi-Wan’s tail with his own, wrapping his own striped
one around the scaled blue one. “Sorry but your father wanted to go
through some paperwork of transfer and then your grandfather arrived
and… well…” He hesitated.

Obi-Wan
just smirked at him. “Still don’t want to say anything bad about
grandpa Yan to me?” He teased gently, catching the other demon’s
hand and squeezing. “I know neither of you two like each other,
I’ve made my peace with that a long time ago.” He continued
teasing playfully.

There
was a time that would have bothered him but to be honest now it was
starting to become funny to watch the two snipe at each other because
somehow Vader became a grouchy old man when he argued with Yan.

Vader
smiled sheepishly, leaning in to give him the biggest puppy eyes he
could. “You wouldn’t use that against me now would you? You’re
to nice for that right my weapon brother?” He whined lightly while
lightly sniffing at Obi-Wan’s neck.

“Oh
I don’t know,” Obi-Wan hummed lightly, glancing about before
jerking Vader behind the halls drapery with a smirk as he pushed up
against the wall and held the other tightly to him, tail around the
small of Vader’s back to hold him tight while wrapping his arms
around the other demons neck. “Depends on how thoroughly you could
convince me.” He murmured heatedly against the others lips.

Slowly
the surprised lips transformed into a smirk. “Well now… I can’t
say no to that.” Vader leaned in and pressed their lips together,
hands pushing under sheer layers of cloth.

Didn’t
need much dress in a warm hellscape after all.

()()()

Blinking
his eyes open, Ben stared at the dim ceiling in surprise, taking note
from the light that it must be early twilight and it was still hours
until his alarm clock was suppose to ring.

That
was one of the strangest dreams Ben had ever had and for a moment it
had felt so real to him… more a memory than a dream.

Confusing
and Ben could feel himself waking up more firmly much to his alarm.

Deciding
to put the dream away, he curled over onto his side and closed his
eyes again, deciding that it was still dark enough for him to fall
asleep once more if he just stopped thinking, regardless how much the
dream intrigued and confused him.

Regardless
how much ‘Vader’ looked like Anakin.

Sweet
Anakin.

Anakin
with such a nice smile and glowing skin and beautiful eyes.

Sighing
in pleasure, Ben dropped off once more with the warmth raking
up in his belly as he thought of Anakin in the dojo with sweat
glistening muscles and amusement glimmering eyes. His other dreams
took on a decidedly different tone that had Ben’s cheeks burning
when he meet up with Anakin at work.

But
it did provide quite the pleasurable imagination images while
watching Anakin with the teenagers and
it did amuse him to see Anakin take a particular interest in one of
them, a young togruta walkin student that seemed rather familiar with him.

‘Huh…
do they know each other?’ Ben tilted his head.

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Opening
his eyes slowly when the door opened, Obi-Wan smiled softly at the
other male while flickering his tail. “Finally
done I see.” He chuckled while stretching his body. He had been
standing still for to long but he had promised the other to wait for
him.

Smiling,
Vader caught Obi-Wan’s tail with his own, wrapping his own striped
one around the scaled blue one. “Sorry but your father wanted to go
through some paperwork of transfer and then your grandfather arrived
and… well…” He hesitated.

Obi-Wan
just smirked at him. “Still don’t want to say anything bad about
grandpa Yan to me?” He teased gently, catching the other demon’s
hand and squeezing. “I know neither of you two like each other,
I’ve made my peace with that a long time ago.” He continued
teasing playfully.

There
was a time that would have bothered him but to be honest now it was
starting to become funny to watch the two snipe at each other because
somehow Vader became a grouchy old man when he argued with Yan.

Vader
smiled sheepishly, leaning in to give him the biggest puppy eyes he
could. “You wouldn’t use that against me now would you? You’re
to nice for that right my weapon brother?” He whined lightly while
lightly sniffing at Obi-Wan’s neck.

“Oh
I don’t know,” Obi-Wan hummed lightly, glancing about before
jerking Vader behind the halls drapery with a smirk as he pushed up
against the wall and held the other tightly to him, tail around the
small of Vader’s back to hold him tight while wrapping his arms
around the other demons neck. “Depends on how thoroughly you could
convince me.” He murmured heatedly against the others lips.

Slowly
the surprised lips transformed into a smirk. “Well now… I can’t
say no to that.” Vader leaned in and pressed their lips together,
hands pushing under sheer layers of cloth.

Didn’t
need much dress in a warm hellscape after all.

()()()

Blinking
his eyes open, Ben stared at the dim ceiling in surprise, taking note
from the light that it must be early twilight and it was still hours
until his alarm clock was suppose to ring.

That
was one of the strangest dreams Ben had ever had and for a moment it
had felt so real to him… more a memory than a dream.

Confusing
and Ben could feel himself waking up more firmly much to his alarm.

Deciding
to put the dream away, he curled over onto his side and closed his
eyes again, deciding that it was still dark enough for him to fall
asleep once more if he just stopped thinking, regardless how much the
dream intrigued and confused him.

Regardless
how much ‘Vader’ looked like Anakin.

Sweet
Anakin.

Anakin
with such a nice smile and glowing skin and beautiful eyes.

Sighing
in pleasure, Ben dropped off once more with the warmth raking
up in his belly as he thought of Anakin in the dojo with sweat
glistening muscles and amusement glimmering eyes. His other dreams
took on a decidedly different tone that had Ben’s cheeks burning
when he meet up with Anakin at work.

But
it did provide quite the pleasurable imagination images while
watching Anakin with the teenagers and
it did amuse him to see Anakin take a particular interest in one of
them, a young togruta walkin student that seemed rather familiar with him.

‘Huh…
do they know each other?’ Ben tilted his head.