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In the possessive Alpha!qui-Gon omega!Obi-Wan universe, unexpected pregnancy pls.

Posted on mai 22, 2017 av swmoddy

“…I’m so
nauseous.” Obi-Wan whispered, curling closer to Anakin as the
padawan petted his head with a worried frown on his face. “Do you
think Qui-Gon has locked in on the beacon yet?” He questioned
quietly.

“I don’t know
Obi-Wan. I wish I did but I just don’t.” The young alpha offered
in return while stroking the greasy copper hair tenderly, worried
about his brother padawan.

Obi-Wan sniffled a
bit and wrapped his arms tightly around his midsection as he stared
at the blocked cave entrance.

Anakin had managed
to shift one of the larger boulders to block the entrance which left
them with only the glow rods for light but at least it blocked out
the snow and wind for the most part and kept them safe from the
elements.

It didn’t make
Obi-Wan feel any better though as he had kept throwing up the entire
time until only bile escaped him. Anakin had loosened some of the
dirt from the cave walls to cover the stink and fluid before pulling
Obi-Wan further back into the cave and coaxed him into using a tiny
bit of snow to melt and clean out his mouth.

After that he had
wrapped his own robe around the omega and settled his head on
Anakin’s lap. Obi-Wan had not protested once and that had made
Anakin even more worried since Obi-Wan generally preferred to have
Qui-Gon take care of him if he allowed it at all.

It was one thing
to be taken care of by his mate, a totally different thing to be
taken care of by another alpha.

“Its going to be
okay Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon is going to find us, you know how he gets when
you’re in danger.” He soothed the other.

Obi-Wan just gave
a low whine and closed his eyes. “I don’t even understand why I’m
so…”

“Well it started
about a day before we landed on planet.” Anakin continued petting,
hoping he was providing the other some comfort. “Was it something
in the rations that you ate?”

“I’d know if
it was food poisoning.” Obi-Wan swallowed thickly.

“Can you try
to…flush it?” Anakin frowned.

“…If I could
meditate but I don’t think I can focus, its just so cold and
coupled with the nausea…”

‘Shit, he’s
really not his best right now.’ Normally Obi-Wan could meditate
just about everywhere and in any state.

“Okay, lets wait
for Qui-Gon then. He’ll find us, I know he will.”

“Lets hope we’re
not popsicle by then.” Obi-Wan whispered.

()()()

His hands were
starting to turn blue by the time he heard the shuttle and Anakin
almost groaned in relief. Regardless who it was, it meant warmth.

“Obi-Wan.” He
whispered, squeezing the others shoulder to wake the cold omega who
lifted his head up and then sat up slowly, reaching for his
lightsaber and nodding to the blond. “I hear it.”

Taking just a few
seconds to gather his mind, Obi-Wan reached out to check who it was
before closing his eyes in relief. “Its Qui-Gon.” He placed his
lightsaber on his belt and got up slowly.

“Oh thank the
Force.” Anakin pushed to his feet too and moved to the boulder to
remove it so they could get out and to the shuttle.

They were meet by
Qui-Gon at the ramp who quickly ran his large hands over both of
them, probing both with the Force and his eyes for damages.

“I’m fine.”
Anakin offered quickly, stepping back. “Obi-Wan’s been throwing
up since we ran from the smugglers though.”

That got the
Alpha’s attention on his mate and his mate alone as he wrapped the
other up in his arms and cupped his chin. “Love?”

“I must have
caught a stomach bug.” Obi-Wan tucked close into Qui-Gon, soaking
in the comfort of his scent and arms. “I think. I don’t know.”

Qui-Gon gave a
discontented growl and ducked his head down into the others neck,
sniffing. Then he stiffened, hand going to Obi-Wan’s hair to pull
his head back and nuzzling more into his neck, taking several deep
breaths.

“Qui-Gon?”
Obi-Wan whispered, comforted by the tight hold the other had on him.

The other pulled
back slowly, a smile slowly stretching his face. “…You’re
pregnant. You’re not sick, you’re pregnant Obi-Wan.” He
whispered.

The two stared at
each other before Qui-Gon let out a loud bark of a laugh and lifted
Obi-Wan clean of his feet, swinging him around. “You’re
pregnant!”

Stepping back
hurriedly so not to be in the way, Anakin felt a tenseness leave his
shoulders as he watched the two with a small grin as Obi-Wan gave a
yelp of surprise and happiness. “What?! Qui-Gon put me down!”

“Guess that
means I’m piloting us to safety.” Anakin mused in amusement as he
took a few more steps back as Qui-Gon put Obi-Wan down only to bring
him into a deep kiss.

“Qui-Gon!”
Obi-Wan laughed and pushed the other away, smiling up at him. “How
can you be sure?”

“Well I’m not
but you smell like it.” Qui-Gon grinned down at him, stroking the
others now kiss flushed cheeks. “We can check at home of course
but…the smell.” He leaned back in and settled his large nose in
the others neck, taking several deep breaths. “You smell so good.”
He sighed happily.

“Guess this
means you’re trilled if there’s a baby huh?” Obi-Wan settled
into him, smiling softly.

“More then
trilled. Force.” Qui-Gon held him tight, ran his hand gently over
the others flat stomach. “I’m no young alpha Obi-Wan. I just…”
He settled again.

“…Well
then…guess this limits our missions for the future huh?” Obi-Wan
was almost purring at the attention his mate was pouring over him.

“Heh, for this,
I’d be temple bound if needed.” Qui-Gon nosed slowly into the
soft neck. “My Obi.”

“My Qui.”

Can we have more of the cellbonding AU? I mean, pregnant with twins (Luke and leia??!!), the clone wars starting… obi seeming like he wasn’t having the easiest pregnancy… tell me more

Posted on mai 14, 2017 av swmoddy

Now, the 501^st
and 212^th would be among the first to admit that Jedi were
strange.

But theirs really
took the cake sometimes.

General Skywalker
was nervously glancing at his mate from time to time while pretending
not to while General Kenobi was…well there was no other word for
it, he was sulking though doing his best not to look like it.

Did they have an
argument?

Kenobi was tapping
two fingers against his upper arm.

“…Was it
really necessary to tell Ahsoka to lay over my lap to keep me in bed
this morning?” Obi-Wan finally said, lips pursed, obviously
unimpressed.

“The Healer said
you should spend extra time in bed in the early morning.” Anakin
shrugged.

“I know my own
body, I would have handled getting up at the time.” The copper Jedi
was still tapping his arm.

“You tend to
push yourself, its not good for the babies.” Anakin tried and then
jerked back at the glare thrown at him. “Not that you’d put the
babies in risk, heavens no, I wasn’t implying that.” He eeped.

Obi-Wan grunted
and focused back on the bridge.

Rex covered his
mouth, desperately trying not to laugh. So THAT’S what his General
had done to earn the ire of his mate.

Cody meet his eyes
from behind Obi-Wan’s shoulders and he shot him a quick grin and a
nod.

“And stealing my
boots?” Obi-Wan continued.

“You can’t
walk around in those Obi-Wan!” The blond yelped, finally shifting
so he was standing in front of his mate, looking down at him “Look,
I know you want to continue as normal but Obi-Wan, you’re seven
months on, you can’t walk around in those boots with your swollen
ankles. Force sake.” He breathed out.

Obi-Wan looked
ready to argue back when Anakin cupped his face, stroking gently.
“Obi-Wan please.” He softened his tone, smiling down at the
other. “I know you don’t like that you’ve slowed down so much
and I know you want to do more. But for now please? If not for me
then for them.” Anakin leaned in, uncaring of the troopers as he
pressed his forehead against the others. “Please.”

“…Oh fine.”
Obi-Wan sighed, pressing back. “But I get those boots back once the
babies are out, you hear me? Those are my favorite boots.”

“I know. I gave
you them.” Anakin grinned and looked like he wanted to kiss the
other before he remembered where they were and pulled back, clearing
his throat. “So, I got your word?”

“Yes Anakin.”
The older of the two rolled his eyes then sighed. “But no more
involving Ahsoka, I can hardly shove her off me you know.”

“Fine, fine.”
The other sighed before shrugging. “I’ll just have to be more
inventive I guess.” He grinned.

“Ugh, only you
Anakin.” But now Obi-Wan sounded amused.

“Sirs? We’ve
reached Tyan.” One of the bridge personal announced and Obi-Wan
nodded.

“Thank you
Rootcase.” He looked up ate his mate. “Lets go then?”

“Yes yes, lets
hope they don’t try shooting the moment we step off.”

“I’m pregnant,
they’re not going to shoot us.”

“You said that
the two last times too.”

“No I mean if
they shoot us here, they think they’re going to go to their version
of hell and whoever shoots at me will be an outcast of their society
for trying to shoot someone pregnant. A life giver.” Obi-Wan rolled
his eyes. “Honestly Anakin, don’t you read our mission logs?”

“…You tend to
update me with the most important parts.”

“Oh Anakin.”

Can we have more of the cellbonding AU? I mean, pregnant with twins (Luke and leia??!!), the clone wars starting… obi seeming like he wasn’t having the easiest pregnancy… tell me more

Posted on mai 14, 2017 av swmoddy

Now, the 501^st
and 212^th would be among the first to admit that Jedi were
strange.

But theirs really
took the cake sometimes.

Did they have an
argument?

Kenobi was tapping
two fingers against his upper arm.

“…Was it
really necessary to tell Ahsoka to lay over my lap to keep me in bed
this morning?” Obi-Wan finally said, lips pursed, obviously
unimpressed.

“The Healer said
you should spend extra time in bed in the early morning.” Anakin
shrugged.

“I know my own
body, I would have handled getting up at the time.” The copper Jedi
was still tapping his arm.

Obi-Wan grunted
and focused back on the bridge.

Rex covered his
mouth, desperately trying not to laugh. So THAT’S what his General
had done to earn the ire of his mate.

Cody meet his eyes
from behind Obi-Wan’s shoulders and he shot him a quick grin and a
nod.

“And stealing my
boots?” Obi-Wan continued.

“…Oh fine.”
Obi-Wan sighed, pressing back. “But I get those boots back once the
babies are out, you hear me? Those are my favorite boots.”

“I know. I gave
you them.” Anakin grinned and looked like he wanted to kiss the
other before he remembered where they were and pulled back, clearing
his throat. “So, I got your word?”

“Yes Anakin.”
The older of the two rolled his eyes then sighed. “But no more
involving Ahsoka, I can hardly shove her off me you know.”

“Fine, fine.”
The other sighed before shrugging. “I’ll just have to be more
inventive I guess.” He grinned.

“Ugh, only you
Anakin.” But now Obi-Wan sounded amused.

“Sirs? We’ve
reached Tyan.” One of the bridge personal announced and Obi-Wan
nodded.

“Thank you
Rootcase.” He looked up ate his mate. “Lets go then?”

“Yes yes, lets
hope they don’t try shooting the moment we step off.”

“I’m pregnant,
they’re not going to shoot us.”

“You said that
the two last times too.”

“…You tend to
update me with the most important parts.”

“Oh Anakin.”

Do they figure out what happened to cause an early birth? How does everyone react? If they find the original batch of polish and realize it’s the only bottle tainted, do they realize how unlikely that is? I’m kind of amazed Palpatine would want to hurt the baby, he might want control, oh God’s don’t let him near the baby!!! When does Padme get there? So Bail and Breha get to be godparents? THANK YOU WANT MORE NOW PLEASE!!!!

Posted on mai 11, 2017 av swmoddy

Gliding in through the door, Padme breathed out in relief when she
saw Obi-Wan curled up in a rather large bed for a hospital bed and
Anakin by an incubator, their omega looking pale and drowsy but
content.

“Padme!” Anakin beamed but didn’t move, using his mech hand to
gesture. “He has his hand wrapped around my thumb.”

Well that explained why he was by the incubator a bit more then with
their tired mate who was trying to sit up.

“Oh no you don’t.” She moved to the bed and sat on the bedside,
cupping the others cheek and stroking slowly. “You did so good, our
good omega.” She beamed. “You are so good.” She leaned in and
pressed soft kisses all over Obi-Wan’s face as he snorted at her.

But he was sporting a pleased, shy smile.

“How do you feel?” She questioned softly.

“Tired. Sore…Breha says I’m going to be like this for a few
days still and I should keep to bed rest.” Obi-Wan shuffled then
wrinkled his nose. “I feel gross though, I want a shower.”

“We’ll get you that tomorrow.” Padme promised, stroking his
cheek. She was sure they got find a shower chair and help him clean.

“Wanna take a look at the kit? I’ll be fine here.” Obi-Wan
grinned tiredly.

Torn between the desire to see their baby and staying by her mate,
Padme pressed another kiss to his forehead before heading over to the
incubator. “Oh…he’s so little.” She whispered, staring at
Jinn’s little hand holding onto Anakin’s thumb, his husbands hand
in one of the gloves that allowed for touch. “He has copper hair!”
She beamed, sliding her hand into the other glove to touch his face
with her fingertips, using the softest of touches as he twitched
beneath their touch and moved ever so slightly.

“His eyes are blue too but the medic said that could change, that
all babies come out with blue eyes at first.” Anakin hummed out
before cooing when Jinn let go of his thumb. “Aww I was enjoying
that…”

“Go cuddle our mate.” Padme chuckled and Anakin grinned and
instantly moved to Obi-Wan’s side, crawling in and nuzzling him
slowly and gently.

Padme spent a few more moments, wishing she could hold Jinn but
knowing the incubator was there for a reason. ‘A month…perhaps
less…we can get to hold him soon…’ She pulled back with great
reluctance and moved to the bed too, crawling in on the other side of
Obi-Wan with Anakin shifting the blankets around until they had a
makeshift nest.

Obi-Wan made a sleepy half mewl before settling as his hair was
petted and he was being held. “You’re going to make me fall
asleep.”

“You need to sleep.” Anakin hummed against his temple, smiling.

Padme made an agreeing hum on the other side, stroking his hair
tenderly until Obi-Wan’s breathing started to even out and his eyes
closed.

Once sure Obi-Wan was fully asleep, Padme squeezed Anakin’s wrist
to get his attention. “Anakin… he didn’t go into labor
naturally.” She whispered, keeping her voice low for their omegas
sake.

“Huh? Well it was really early, was it something he was exposed
to?” Anakin blinked, lifting his head a bit to peer at her.

“…I got suspicious, I had Sabe and Rabe run some tests for us
because the only thing different in Obi-Wan’s diet was his
vitamins…Anakin, the prenatal vitamins Palpatine gave to you were
tainted. All of them. Every single bottle had the means to ergot
poison him. Something that could have been naturally waved off as
something that just happens via food but it was every bottle he had
given us.” She bit her lips as Anakin stared at her, arms tight
around Obi-Wan’s waist.

“But…that’s…” Anakin looked so lost.

“Anakin, he tried to hurt our baby.” She tensed up a bit when
that got a low growl out of Anakin.

“But why?” Anakin questioned in desperation.

Sheev Palpatine was Anakin’s friend, had been so for years as far
as Padme understood and to hear that the man was potentially out to
harm his mate and baby…that was not sitting well. ‘Though, he
started when Anakin was a young age…grooming behavior…’ Padme’s
suspicious side piped in.

And as a Jedi the Chancellor had the power to demand any Jedi at any
time…even a young padawan without the Order being able to deny the
request outright.

She kept those thought to herself and instead squeezed his wrist. “I
don’t know Anakin, but we need to be careful with this. We need to
tell the Order since I’m not sure the Judaical departments will be
neutral in their investigations. Jedi will.”

He stared at her before nodding and pressing his lips back to
Obi-Wan’s temple, taking comfort in the hold. “…He’s not
getting near Jinn or Obi-Wan.” He whispered, voice tight. “I’ll
render his flesh from his bones before that.”

Padme knew she should say something, Anakin was a Jedi and Obi-Wan
would not like the current mood.

But their mate and babe was potentially in danger…what other
response was to be expected?