(First part is pg rated and readable, the rest is on AO3 XD)
There
is nothing more obvious than an alpha rushing to the aid of their
omega when said omega is in heat.
Or
at least it is obvious to any omega or fellow alpha as the Jedi
quietly watch Skywalker flailing through the halls with his
expression and Force aura a mix of panic and anticipation as he
practically Force boosts himself in his eagerness.
No
one calls him out on it.
Not
after seeing Kenobi practically waste
away as the war continued marching on with no one being sure how to
help him as he became
pale and listless, only to bounce back once his mating bonds became
open to him
and started
healing a bit with the attention of said
mates as
they showered him in attention and affection.
Now
there’s just that final barrier that needs closing, to seal the
mating bond and break the glands so
they can be fully connected.
The
anticipation and glee is thick in Skywalker clearly.
However
under all of that…
The
master’s of the Order pauses,
feeling the currants of the Force switch and flow, darkness moving
on Coruscant.
Mace,
who had been busy sniggering a bit at Skywalker’s windmill
impression as
he raced the hall to get to the skycar hanger,
goes ramrod straight as he stares at nothing before turning on his
heel and racing to gather those of the council that he can and
several healers.
He
knows what this is, he was there to break the barrier on Obi-Wan’s
mating bonds
after all and the Sith master’s magic laced over the bond like a
cork had been very distinct when they were first looking.
The
master gets the same feeling this time and he knows they have to
move, they have to be quick and Force he hopes that no more damage
will come to Obi-Wan for he has been through enough already
by
being kept from his mates.
The
Jedi council has to move quickly however before the trail of the Sith
master disappears and the person goes back into hiding though one
thing is clear to Mace in this moment. The Sith master is on
Coruscant, twisting the Force and doing something to someone with the
dark side and he hopes to Force that it won’t be something that
damages the newly mating pair.
Force,
Mace hopes that they can follow the bastard this time and find him.
(First part is pg rated and readable, the rest is on AO3 XD)
There
is nothing more obvious than an alpha rushing to the aid of their
omega when said omega is in heat.
Or
at least it is obvious to any omega or fellow alpha as the Jedi
quietly watch Skywalker flailing through the halls with his
expression and Force aura a mix of panic and anticipation as he
practically Force boosts himself in his eagerness.
No
one calls him out on it.
Not
after seeing Kenobi practically waste
away as the war continued marching on with no one being sure how to
help him as he became
pale and listless, only to bounce back once his mating bonds became
open to him
and started
healing a bit with the attention of said
mates as
they showered him in attention and affection.
Now
there’s just that final barrier that needs closing, to seal the
mating bond and break the glands so
they can be fully connected.
The
anticipation and glee is thick in Skywalker clearly.
However
under all of that…
The
master’s of the Order pauses,
feeling the currants of the Force switch and flow, darkness moving
on Coruscant.
Mace,
who had been busy sniggering a bit at Skywalker’s windmill
impression as
he raced the hall to get to the skycar hanger,
goes ramrod straight as he stares at nothing before turning on his
heel and racing to gather those of the council that he can and
several healers.
He
knows what this is, he was there to break the barrier on Obi-Wan’s
mating bonds
after all and the Sith master’s magic laced over the bond like a
cork had been very distinct when they were first looking.
The
master gets the same feeling this time and he knows they have to
move, they have to be quick and Force he hopes that no more damage
will come to Obi-Wan for he has been through enough already
by
being kept from his mates.
The
Jedi council has to move quickly however before the trail of the Sith
master disappears and the person goes back into hiding though one
thing is clear to Mace in this moment. The Sith master is on
Coruscant, twisting the Force and doing something to someone with the
dark side and he hopes to Force that it won’t be something that
damages the newly mating pair.
Force,
Mace hopes that they can follow the bastard this time and find him.
Lol you know, if there is porn you want, you gotta add that to it, I mean its suppose to be kinky but this is all just really fluff XD. Now, on to Ao3!
Lol you know, if there is porn you want, you gotta add that to it, I mean its suppose to be kinky but this is all just really fluff XD. Now, on to Ao3!
The
living room smelled of heat sweetness, dimly lit up by the
holoscreen they had been watching and a kitchenette light as the
couple remained curled up on the couch in close company despite one
of them being asleep.
Anakin
could feel his lazily throbbing erection at the scent kind of still
at the sleepy atmosphere and nuzzled at his omega’s hair with a
small smile as he wondered what had woken him.
A
breathy whimper escaped Obi-Wan’s mouth in
response however,
it was almost soundless and yet Anakin snapped to at the noise,
suddenly
utterly awake.
They
had fallen asleep on the couch, watching the tv and were snuggled
tightly together but the noise woke the alpha out of his drowsiness
and he pressed his face into the juncture of the omega’s neck and
shoulder, sniffing and grunting at the almost cloying scent of heat
enclosing the other.
It
was time and a little shake had the other waking took, bleary eyes
blinking up at him before Obi-Wan silently wrapped his arms around
Anakin’s shoulders to be lifted up.
Eagerly
getting to his feet and feeling the others legs wrap around his
waist, Anakin almost stumbled towards the bedroom with
the holoscreen illuminating the path until Anakin could get the door
open.
Obi-Wan
was in heat, his omega was in heat, Anakin could finally
claim his mate, show the entire galaxy that this omega was spoken for
by a strong alpha and Force, if he wasn’t erect before, he
certainly was now as he put Obi-Wan down and started working out of
his own clothes.
In
the even
dimmer
bedroom he could faintly
see
Obi-Wan struggle with his own clothes, chucking them to the floor in
heaps instead of folding them like he usually did, a sure sign of the
others impatience.
“Lights.”
He mumbled, voice thick as the bedroom was flooded with lights, not
bothering to remove his socks before he pounced on his omega, Obi-Wan
yelping in surprise as he was still stuck in his inner tunic and
boxers.
Groping
the others rear while kissing the redhead confirmed what Anakin
already suspected.
Obi-Wan
was soaked with slick, his body prepared for what was coming and he
whined and arched into the touch in encouragement as he was pushed
back onto the bed and into the little nest he had set up days in
advance.
“Mate,”
Obi-Wan panted against his lips, tugging on Anakin’s curls before
shifting and wiggling out of his boxers until they were bounced up on
his upper thighs, his erection caught inside the cloth. “Ani
please. I’ve been good, I waited, I’m ready.” He whispered out
shakily.
“Been
so good, best mate.” Anakin agreed, grinning at the pleased whine
before reaching down and jerking Obi-Wan’s thighs up on his lap,
wrenching the boxers down with the Force while pushing Obi-Wan’s
knees up until they were almost touching his still clothed chest.
The
boxers hit the ground with a wet smack as Anakin let the others legs
down once more.
Obi-Wan
was a glorious flushed mess, staring up at him with bright, lusty
eyes but Force that inner tunic had to go and it had to go now.
“Best
mate.” Anakin repeated with a deep growl.
()()()
Opening
his eyes slowly, Anakin smiled into the crook of Obi-Wan’s neck,
nuzzling gently at the tender, bitten skin.
Honestly
one could barely tell what was hicky and what was a claiming bite at
this point but Anakin knew that somewhere in that glorious mess of
discolored skin was his claiming bite, the match to the one he
himself sported from Obi-Wan.
He
didn’t really want to get up but honestly he needed to pee because
his bladder was what had woken him and at this point it was trying to
murder him as he tried escaping Obi-Wan’s octopus hold.
“Muuuurp.”
Obi-Wan latched on even more tightly and pressed his knee into the alpha’s stomach much to Anakin’s horror.
The
living room smelled of heat sweetness, dimly lit up by the
holoscreen they had been watching and a kitchenette light as the
couple remained curled up on the couch in close company despite one
of them being asleep.
Anakin
could feel his lazily throbbing erection at the scent kind of still
at the sleepy atmosphere and nuzzled at his omega’s hair with a
small smile as he wondered what had woken him.
A
breathy whimper escaped Obi-Wan’s mouth in
response however,
it was almost soundless and yet Anakin snapped to at the noise,
suddenly
utterly awake.
They
had fallen asleep on the couch, watching the tv and were snuggled
tightly together but the noise woke the alpha out of his drowsiness
and he pressed his face into the juncture of the omega’s neck and
shoulder, sniffing and grunting at the almost cloying scent of heat
enclosing the other.
It
was time and a little shake had the other waking took, bleary eyes
blinking up at him before Obi-Wan silently wrapped his arms around
Anakin’s shoulders to be lifted up.
Eagerly
getting to his feet and feeling the others legs wrap around his
waist, Anakin almost stumbled towards the bedroom with
the holoscreen illuminating the path until Anakin could get the door
open.
Obi-Wan
was in heat, his omega was in heat, Anakin could finally
claim his mate, show the entire galaxy that this omega was spoken for
by a strong alpha and Force, if he wasn’t erect before, he
certainly was now as he put Obi-Wan down and started working out of
his own clothes.
In
the even
dimmer
bedroom he could faintly
see
Obi-Wan struggle with his own clothes, chucking them to the floor in
heaps instead of folding them like he usually did, a sure sign of the
others impatience.
“Lights.”
He mumbled, voice thick as the bedroom was flooded with lights, not
bothering to remove his socks before he pounced on his omega, Obi-Wan
yelping in surprise as he was still stuck in his inner tunic and
boxers.
Groping
the others rear while kissing the redhead confirmed what Anakin
already suspected.
Obi-Wan
was soaked with slick, his body prepared for what was coming and he
whined and arched into the touch in encouragement as he was pushed
back onto the bed and into the little nest he had set up days in
advance.
“Mate,”
Obi-Wan panted against his lips, tugging on Anakin’s curls before
shifting and wiggling out of his boxers until they were bounced up on
his upper thighs, his erection caught inside the cloth. “Ani
please. I’ve been good, I waited, I’m ready.” He whispered out
shakily.
“Been
so good, best mate.” Anakin agreed, grinning at the pleased whine
before reaching down and jerking Obi-Wan’s thighs up on his lap,
wrenching the boxers down with the Force while pushing Obi-Wan’s
knees up until they were almost touching his still clothed chest.
The
boxers hit the ground with a wet smack as Anakin let the others legs
down once more.
Obi-Wan
was a glorious flushed mess, staring up at him with bright, lusty
eyes but Force that inner tunic had to go and it had to go now.
“Best
mate.” Anakin repeated with a deep growl.
()()()
Opening
his eyes slowly, Anakin smiled into the crook of Obi-Wan’s neck,
nuzzling gently at the tender, bitten skin.
Honestly
one could barely tell what was hicky and what was a claiming bite at
this point but Anakin knew that somewhere in that glorious mess of
discolored skin was his claiming bite, the match to the one he
himself sported from Obi-Wan.
He
didn’t really want to get up but honestly he needed to pee because
his bladder was what had woken him and at this point it was trying to
murder him as he tried escaping Obi-Wan’s octopus hold.
“Muuuurp.”
Obi-Wan latched on even more tightly and pressed his knee into the alpha’s stomach much to Anakin’s horror.
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