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ObiCad
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Your ObiCad serie is so good! Could you do another NSFW for them? I mean those long fingers of him just scream of long hours playing in his lover’s body….
“You’re heavy.” Cad grunted, kicking the door shut closed
behind himself as he carried the other towards the bed, smirking at
the feel of plush lips against his neck. “Are you getting fat on
rations?”
“Shut up Bane, that’s not funny.” Obi-Wan grumbled, biting down
on the Duro’s neck as punishment before soothing the ache with his
tongue as Cad growled.
“I don’t even want to know how you got away from your men, do I?”
“No, not important, they won’t go looking for me for at least
four hours.”
“Four hours to play with you, huh?” Cad leered as he dropped his
knees on the bed and then pinning the other to the surface. “Four
yours to play and make you moan and relax~?” He teased as he
unwrapped the others arms from his shoulders, pinning them to the
sheets. He gave Obi-Wan’s wrists a warning squeeze. “Can you be a
good Jedi for me?” He leered.
“Good?” Obi-Wan squirmed a bit.
“Good, follow orders like the good Jedi you are. Keep your hands to
the sheets, or I can tie you to the headboard?” There was a quick
flash, a dilatation of the pupils that told Cad that the idea
intrigued Obi-Wan. Hmm, a thought for another time.
“I can be good.” Obi-Wan breathed out, clenching one hand around
his wrist while pressing both hands back into the sheets as he stared
up at him, hands out of the way, trusting, willing and helpless.
Damn did that do things to Cad’s libido.
He grunted a bit and ran his hands over Obi-Wan’s chest, quickly
undoing the mans tunic. Thank stars the other had forgone his armor,
it was easier to get the belts undone and spread the tunics to the
side.
Warm and now familiar sculpted muscles came to sight and Cad smiled a
bit as he ran his fingers over them, feeling the chest hair shift
beneath his touch as that same pink flush rose to the surface as
usual.
Pink nipples pebbled beneath his touch as Obi-Wan chest rose and fell
with sharp breaths. Shifting downwards between spread legs, the Duro
made short work with the leather boots before throwing them over the
side of the bed and going for the leggings, inching them down the
others hips. “Lift your hips.” He grunted, smiling when his
command was obeyed instantly and he could throw away the leggings and
underthings too. “You do like following orders, don’t you.” He
chuckled, not allowing Obi-Wan to respond as his fingers wrapped
around the awakening erection.
Slow, steady pressure and strokes bought it to full hardness, a bead
of moisture appearing in the slit that the bounty hunter bent to lick
lightly away as he brought the lube tube from his belt, knowing
Obi-Wan wouldn’t notice it as the Jedi pressed the back of his head
into the sheets and dug his nails into his wrist. “Oh…”
And then he yelped in surprise as a finger made its way between his
ass cheeks, sliding deeply with ease that made Cad’s eyebrows
raise. “Oh?”
Obi-Wan’s face burned with embarrassment. “I’m not celibate!”
He hissed, biting his lips a bit at the sensation. “I got a hand
for Force sake…”
Chuckling a bit, Cad pressed in a secondary finger. “You played
with yourself, did you think about me when you did?” He leered as
Obi-Wan moaned, legs spreading in a futile attempt to get the others
fingers deeper. “Answer me Obi-Wan~”
“Force blast it, yes!” Obi-Wan groaned and hid his face against
his upper arm, shaking a bit as the fingers brushed against his
prostate, a brief teasing touch.
“In your tent, all alone?” Cad smirked.
“Y-Yes…” Obi-Wan’s husky voice hitched and he squirmed a bit,
not moving his hands of the sheets.
“Biting in all those noises you tend to make I imagine.” Cad
chuckled and gave a deep thrust with his fingers, grunting when
Obi-Wan’s hips rose of the bed with a loud moan. “Stars you’re
so sensitive.” He mumbled, he never could stop marveling at just
how responsive the other was. His eyes light up at an idea. “I
wonder how long I could tease you like this…” He growled,
watching Obi-Wan press his face into his own arm a bit harder. “Warn
me if it gets to much.” Cad murmured and then set to work.
Underneath his ministration the Jedi cried out and moaned, sounding
absolutely wrecked as the sounds of slick flesh and Cad’s
encouraging murmurs filled the air. He would never get enough of
this, enough of seeing how the famed Negotiator fell apart to his
touch, enough of seeing how this Jedi trusted him.
It made an odd emotions spark in his chest and he shifted closer,
squeezing Obi-Wan’s hip with his free hand even as he drew fresh
moans and sighs of pleasure from him.
He’d never let anyone else see this. Never let anyone else take
this from Obi-Wan…never betray this Jedi’s trust.
“Cad!”
()()()
A cloaked shape watched the Jedi leave the hotel, giving a low sigh
of relief before they commed camp. “Commander, he’s on his way.
No, he looks happy, content even I’d say. I think he took chance to
shower before he left the room. Yes sir, I’ll return too. Fifteen
minutes sir.”
Your ObiCad serie is so good! Could you do another NSFW for them? I mean those long fingers of him just scream of long hours playing in his lover’s body….
“You’re heavy.” Cad grunted, kicking the door shut closed
behind himself as he carried the other towards the bed, smirking at
the feel of plush lips against his neck. “Are you getting fat on
rations?”
“Shut up Bane, that’s not funny.” Obi-Wan grumbled, biting down
on the Duro’s neck as punishment before soothing the ache with his
tongue as Cad growled.
“I don’t even want to know how you got away from your men, do I?”
“No, not important, they won’t go looking for me for at least
four hours.”
“Four hours to play with you, huh?” Cad leered as he dropped his
knees on the bed and then pinning the other to the surface. “Four
yours to play and make you moan and relax~?” He teased as he
unwrapped the others arms from his shoulders, pinning them to the
sheets. He gave Obi-Wan’s wrists a warning squeeze. “Can you be a
good Jedi for me?” He leered.
“Good?” Obi-Wan squirmed a bit.
“Good, follow orders like the good Jedi you are. Keep your hands to
the sheets, or I can tie you to the headboard?” There was a quick
flash, a dilatation of the pupils that told Cad that the idea
intrigued Obi-Wan. Hmm, a thought for another time.
“I can be good.” Obi-Wan breathed out, clenching one hand around
his wrist while pressing both hands back into the sheets as he stared
up at him, hands out of the way, trusting, willing and helpless.
Damn did that do things to Cad’s libido.
He grunted a bit and ran his hands over Obi-Wan’s chest, quickly
undoing the mans tunic. Thank stars the other had forgone his armor,
it was easier to get the belts undone and spread the tunics to the
side.
Warm and now familiar sculpted muscles came to sight and Cad smiled a
bit as he ran his fingers over them, feeling the chest hair shift
beneath his touch as that same pink flush rose to the surface as
usual.
Pink nipples pebbled beneath his touch as Obi-Wan chest rose and fell
with sharp breaths. Shifting downwards between spread legs, the Duro
made short work with the leather boots before throwing them over the
side of the bed and going for the leggings, inching them down the
others hips. “Lift your hips.” He grunted, smiling when his
command was obeyed instantly and he could throw away the leggings and
underthings too. “You do like following orders, don’t you.” He
chuckled, not allowing Obi-Wan to respond as his fingers wrapped
around the awakening erection.
Slow, steady pressure and strokes bought it to full hardness, a bead
of moisture appearing in the slit that the bounty hunter bent to lick
lightly away as he brought the lube tube from his belt, knowing
Obi-Wan wouldn’t notice it as the Jedi pressed the back of his head
into the sheets and dug his nails into his wrist. “Oh…”
And then he yelped in surprise as a finger made its way between his
ass cheeks, sliding deeply with ease that made Cad’s eyebrows
raise. “Oh?”
Obi-Wan’s face burned with embarrassment. “I’m not celibate!”
He hissed, biting his lips a bit at the sensation. “I got a hand
for Force sake…”
Chuckling a bit, Cad pressed in a secondary finger. “You played
with yourself, did you think about me when you did?” He leered as
Obi-Wan moaned, legs spreading in a futile attempt to get the others
fingers deeper. “Answer me Obi-Wan~”
“Force blast it, yes!” Obi-Wan groaned and hid his face against
his upper arm, shaking a bit as the fingers brushed against his
prostate, a brief teasing touch.
“In your tent, all alone?” Cad smirked.
“Y-Yes…” Obi-Wan’s husky voice hitched and he squirmed a bit,
not moving his hands of the sheets.
“Biting in all those noises you tend to make I imagine.” Cad
chuckled and gave a deep thrust with his fingers, grunting when
Obi-Wan’s hips rose of the bed with a loud moan. “Stars you’re
so sensitive.” He mumbled, he never could stop marveling at just
how responsive the other was. His eyes light up at an idea. “I
wonder how long I could tease you like this…” He growled,
watching Obi-Wan press his face into his own arm a bit harder. “Warn
me if it gets to much.” Cad murmured and then set to work.
Underneath his ministration the Jedi cried out and moaned, sounding
absolutely wrecked as the sounds of slick flesh and Cad’s
encouraging murmurs filled the air. He would never get enough of
this, enough of seeing how the famed Negotiator fell apart to his
touch, enough of seeing how this Jedi trusted him.
It made an odd emotions spark in his chest and he shifted closer,
squeezing Obi-Wan’s hip with his free hand even as he drew fresh
moans and sighs of pleasure from him.
He’d never let anyone else see this. Never let anyone else take
this from Obi-Wan…never betray this Jedi’s trust.
“Cad!”
()()()
A cloaked shape watched the Jedi leave the hotel, giving a low sigh
of relief before they commed camp. “Commander, he’s on his way.
No, he looks happy, content even I’d say. I think he took chance to
shower before he left the room. Yes sir, I’ll return too. Fifteen
minutes sir.”
i love your work! is it possible (but only if you want to though) to get a continuation of your cad bane/obi wan verse? whats going to happen when anakin realises that they’re actually getting into a real relationship of sorts?
Frozen outside the tent, Anakin stared at it in disbelief. He
couldn’t just have…no…not Obi-Wan?
There was that little laugh again. “Cad damn it, stop that, it
tickles.” Anakin’s eye twitched as he listened to the sounds.
“Not my fault you’re ticklish. Are all humans this ticklish?”
“No. But I a-eeep! Cad!” There was another smattering of laugh
and a soft whisper.
“Alright, alright. I don’t need to get shot if someone came to
check on you and the noises.” They went quiet before Obi-Wan gave a
low sigh.
“That feels really nice…”
“You’re way to stressed. You’re tense in knots all over even
now.” The Duro grumbled, he actually sounded worried and Anakin
hesitated, hand still reaching towards the tent flap before falling
down against his side.
“…I got a lot of worries. You know that.”
“Yeah yeah, General of the army and all. You should relocate some
of those duties. One person can only do so much.” The bounty hunter
grumbled what sounded like an old argument between the two. “And
talk to Skywalker, honestly, that man causes you grey hairs and I’ve
come to learn that you aren’t suppose to start going grey yet.”
“Anakin is…”
“Look, you could just tell him you know about Amidala. I mean
honestly, all of Coruscant knows about those two, its the worst kept
secret in the Republic.”
“Don’t say that. Anakin thinks he’s being stealthy.” Obi-Wan
huffed a small laugh then he sighed. “I worry about
him…he’s…lately it feels as if he’s slipping from my grasp.
Like I can’t…do enough or spend enough time with him.”
“He’s a damn adult. He should be able to take contact with you
and not think about his own ass all the time.”
“You’re so crude.”
“You like that about me.”
Anakin blinked, staring at the tent flaps with wide eyes.
“…Sometimes I worry that he doesn’t understand that I have
duties I can’t…share with him. That I have responsibilities as a
council member. I know the whole…Hardeen affair hurt him. But…I
didn’t know what to do. His friend was in danger, from you of all
beings and Dooku and I just…” Obi-Wan sounded so tired. “And if
he learned what I was doing right now…”
“Hey. You’re allowed to have fun and find some happiness you
know.” Bane sounded serious.
“Not sure Anakin would count you on the list of those I found
happiness with honestly. I think he’d prefer I went with Satine
Kryz if I did something like this.”
“Would you prefer that too?”
“…If I were to be with Satine, I must leave the Jedi order. Not
only is she Mandalorian, but she’s a ruling body. Politically I
couldn’t…remain a Jedi and unaffiliated in the eyes of a
negotiation.”
“You still love her?” Bane didn’t sound angry or jealous, just
kind of interested.
“…My master used to say I loved with my entire heart when I first
loved. He wasn’t wrong. I think some part of me will always love
her. I would have left the order for her.”
“And me?”
“You? I’d leave for you too but…you don’t have a ruling body
I don’t know about do you?”
“Only in my pants.”
“Cad!” There was a hiss and then some low sniggers. “Honestly
though, I can stay with you because you’re not…you’re not
connected to any position of power. I couldn’t sway anything in
your favor.”
“Oh I don’t know about that. You could sway my favor.”
“Hey…”
“But not tonight. You’re exhausted and you should go to bed. I’ll
head back to my tent. We should reach the final border tomorrow.”
“And then you go?”
“Then I go. Don’t worry, I’ll find ways to meet up.”
“…I don’t like sneaking around, it feels so…”
“You wanna confess to Skywalker you’re meeting up with me?”
There was a low sigh at that, a tired one. “You…have a point.
I’ll see if I can’t…ease him into the idea of me seeing
someone.”
“Yeah no he’s not going to handle the who that someone is.”
“I have to try. Its all I have left some days.”
Anakin backpedaled as Bane shifted inside the tent and seemed to get
up. He quickly hid around a tent and watched the Duro leave Obi-Wan’s
tent, giving a glance around before he scurried of to his own tent.
‘…Obi-Wan is actually seeing Bane. He’s close to dating him as
he could be. And he’s worried about my reaction.’ On some level
Anakin wanted to go shake some sense into Obi-Wan. On the other…on
the other he felt horribly guilty. Obi-Wan would stop if Anakin told
him to, if Anakin appealed to Obi-Wan’s sense of duty.
But Obi-Wan knew about Padme, perhaps not the marriage part, but knew
they were together. Oh Anakin had a lot to think about.
i love your work! is it possible (but only if you want to though) to get a continuation of your cad bane/obi wan verse? whats going to happen when anakin realises that they’re actually getting into a real relationship of sorts?
Frozen outside the tent, Anakin stared at it in disbelief. He
couldn’t just have…no…not Obi-Wan?
There was that little laugh again. “Cad damn it, stop that, it
tickles.” Anakin’s eye twitched as he listened to the sounds.
“Not my fault you’re ticklish. Are all humans this ticklish?”
“No. But I a-eeep! Cad!” There was another smattering of laugh
and a soft whisper.
“Alright, alright. I don’t need to get shot if someone came to
check on you and the noises.” They went quiet before Obi-Wan gave a
low sigh.
“That feels really nice…”
“You’re way to stressed. You’re tense in knots all over even
now.” The Duro grumbled, he actually sounded worried and Anakin
hesitated, hand still reaching towards the tent flap before falling
down against his side.
“…I got a lot of worries. You know that.”
“Yeah yeah, General of the army and all. You should relocate some
of those duties. One person can only do so much.” The bounty hunter
grumbled what sounded like an old argument between the two. “And
talk to Skywalker, honestly, that man causes you grey hairs and I’ve
come to learn that you aren’t suppose to start going grey yet.”
“Anakin is…”
“Look, you could just tell him you know about Amidala. I mean
honestly, all of Coruscant knows about those two, its the worst kept
secret in the Republic.”
“Don’t say that. Anakin thinks he’s being stealthy.” Obi-Wan
huffed a small laugh then he sighed. “I worry about
him…he’s…lately it feels as if he’s slipping from my grasp.
Like I can’t…do enough or spend enough time with him.”
“He’s a damn adult. He should be able to take contact with you
and not think about his own ass all the time.”
“You’re so crude.”
“You like that about me.”
Anakin blinked, staring at the tent flaps with wide eyes.
“…Sometimes I worry that he doesn’t understand that I have
duties I can’t…share with him. That I have responsibilities as a
council member. I know the whole…Hardeen affair hurt him. But…I
didn’t know what to do. His friend was in danger, from you of all
beings and Dooku and I just…” Obi-Wan sounded so tired. “And if
he learned what I was doing right now…”
“Hey. You’re allowed to have fun and find some happiness you
know.” Bane sounded serious.
“Not sure Anakin would count you on the list of those I found
happiness with honestly. I think he’d prefer I went with Satine
Kryz if I did something like this.”
“Would you prefer that too?”
“…If I were to be with Satine, I must leave the Jedi order. Not
only is she Mandalorian, but she’s a ruling body. Politically I
couldn’t…remain a Jedi and unaffiliated in the eyes of a
negotiation.”
“You still love her?” Bane didn’t sound angry or jealous, just
kind of interested.
“…My master used to say I loved with my entire heart when I first
loved. He wasn’t wrong. I think some part of me will always love
her. I would have left the order for her.”
“And me?”
“You? I’d leave for you too but…you don’t have a ruling body
I don’t know about do you?”
“Only in my pants.”
“Cad!” There was a hiss and then some low sniggers. “Honestly
though, I can stay with you because you’re not…you’re not
connected to any position of power. I couldn’t sway anything in
your favor.”
“Oh I don’t know about that. You could sway my favor.”
“Hey…”
“But not tonight. You’re exhausted and you should go to bed. I’ll
head back to my tent. We should reach the final border tomorrow.”
“And then you go?”
“Then I go. Don’t worry, I’ll find ways to meet up.”
“…I don’t like sneaking around, it feels so…”
“You wanna confess to Skywalker you’re meeting up with me?”
There was a low sigh at that, a tired one. “You…have a point.
I’ll see if I can’t…ease him into the idea of me seeing
someone.”
“Yeah no he’s not going to handle the who that someone is.”
“I have to try. Its all I have left some days.”
Anakin backpedaled as Bane shifted inside the tent and seemed to get
up. He quickly hid around a tent and watched the Duro leave Obi-Wan’s
tent, giving a glance around before he scurried of to his own tent.
‘…Obi-Wan is actually seeing Bane. He’s close to dating him as
he could be. And he’s worried about my reaction.’ On some level
Anakin wanted to go shake some sense into Obi-Wan. On the other…on
the other he felt horribly guilty. Obi-Wan would stop if Anakin told
him to, if Anakin appealed to Obi-Wan’s sense of duty.
But Obi-Wan knew about Padme, perhaps not the marriage part, but knew
they were together. Oh Anakin had a lot to think about.
I would like to see how Bane & Obi-Wan’s relationship works out. We know some of what Bane likes about Obi-Wan: his compassion, his resilience, his competence, his curiosity. (His dedication?) As far as character traits go, what does Obi-Wan like about Bane? How do they eventually work around/ with such differing world views?
Obi-Wan Kenobi will flirt with anything on two or even four legs…or
tentacles. This is something all his enemies and friends knows, its a
way to de-stress from the environment and put people of their guards
if he’s trying to startle them in a fight.
He didn’t do that as Hardeen, yet he somehow ended up being bedded
by a Duros.
He could have said no. He would most likely have walked away from
that incident with more dignity had he but…
But…
Obi-Wan found Bane…intriguing.
If he had been a bounty hunter for real…well a bit of selfishness
was nice now and then. But as a Jedi he couldn’t afford that, he
was part of a sanctioned order and his duty was justice and peace.
That didn’t mean he didn’t envy Bane the freedom he had.
And admire his dry wit. The ruthless tactician behind the red eyes.
There was an engaging mind behind the bounty hunters eyes who knew
how to plan and how to be quiet. A dangerous predator who didn’t
need the Force to bolster him and fight and go toe to toe with even
Jedi or sith.
That intrigued him.
He knew he had a thing for dangerous people but this was starting to
get a bit ridiculous he thought as he leaned against Cad’s side as
the Duro put on his boots. “If Anakin were to disc-”
“Best not leave any marks then.” Cad drawled then smirked at him
as Obi-Wan rolled his eyes.
“You like biting.” Obi-Wan grunted as he rubbed his shoulder
gingerly, feeling fresh hickies.
“You like being bit.” The other leered then reached out and ran
his fingers through Obi-Wan’s hair, the touch slow and gentle in
contrast to his voice and expression. That was another thing Obi-Wan
could appreciate, the others willingness to learn what felt good and
what Obi-Wan enjoyed.
It was nice not to have to be in charge for once.
“…You could stay the night.” Obi-Wan shifted a bit, opening his
eyes as the Duro raised his brows.
“Not sure that’s smart in the middle of camp. Seriously, someones
going to shot me for that.”
“They can’t.” Obi-Wan snorted then sighed. “But I get being
wary, they’re…um…”
“Protective?” Cad smirked. “I wonder why.”
“…Shut up, I can protect myself.”
“Uhu.” Cad pointedly pressed on Obi-Wan’s thigh, the human
hissing quietly in pain.
“That doesn’t count.”
“You got thrown around and then almost blown up by a droid in a
tank.” Cad snorted. “It counts, believe me reckless Jedi.”
Obi-Wan sighed and shook his head at that, leaning against the other
again as he finished up his boots. This was his worst idea ever
but…he enjoyed Cad’s company and wit.
I would like to see how Bane & Obi-Wan’s relationship works out. We know some of what Bane likes about Obi-Wan: his compassion, his resilience, his competence, his curiosity. (His dedication?) As far as character traits go, what does Obi-Wan like about Bane? How do they eventually work around/ with such differing world views?
Obi-Wan Kenobi will flirt with anything on two or even four legs…or
tentacles. This is something all his enemies and friends knows, its a
way to de-stress from the environment and put people of their guards
if he’s trying to startle them in a fight.
He didn’t do that as Hardeen, yet he somehow ended up being bedded
by a Duros.
He could have said no. He would most likely have walked away from
that incident with more dignity had he but…
But…
Obi-Wan found Bane…intriguing.
If he had been a bounty hunter for real…well a bit of selfishness
was nice now and then. But as a Jedi he couldn’t afford that, he
was part of a sanctioned order and his duty was justice and peace.
That didn’t mean he didn’t envy Bane the freedom he had.
And admire his dry wit. The ruthless tactician behind the red eyes.
There was an engaging mind behind the bounty hunters eyes who knew
how to plan and how to be quiet. A dangerous predator who didn’t
need the Force to bolster him and fight and go toe to toe with even
Jedi or sith.
That intrigued him.
He knew he had a thing for dangerous people but this was starting to
get a bit ridiculous he thought as he leaned against Cad’s side as
the Duro put on his boots. “If Anakin were to disc-”
“Best not leave any marks then.” Cad drawled then smirked at him
as Obi-Wan rolled his eyes.
“You like biting.” Obi-Wan grunted as he rubbed his shoulder
gingerly, feeling fresh hickies.
“You like being bit.” The other leered then reached out and ran
his fingers through Obi-Wan’s hair, the touch slow and gentle in
contrast to his voice and expression. That was another thing Obi-Wan
could appreciate, the others willingness to learn what felt good and
what Obi-Wan enjoyed.
It was nice not to have to be in charge for once.
“…You could stay the night.” Obi-Wan shifted a bit, opening his
eyes as the Duro raised his brows.
“Not sure that’s smart in the middle of camp. Seriously, someones
going to shot me for that.”
“They can’t.” Obi-Wan snorted then sighed. “But I get being
wary, they’re…um…”
“Protective?” Cad smirked. “I wonder why.”
“…Shut up, I can protect myself.”
“Uhu.” Cad pointedly pressed on Obi-Wan’s thigh, the human
hissing quietly in pain.
“That doesn’t count.”
“You got thrown around and then almost blown up by a droid in a
tank.” Cad snorted. “It counts, believe me reckless Jedi.”
Obi-Wan sighed and shook his head at that, leaning against the other
again as he finished up his boots. This was his worst idea ever
but…he enjoyed Cad’s company and wit.
Cad Bane/ Obi-Wan cuddles? Just polite, G-rated cuddles.
“You cold?” Cad questioned, peering out from their shelter to
make sure no one had followed them before he glanced back at the Jedi
Master curled up against the tree.
“No more then you must be.”
“Reptilian. I can handle the cold here.” Cad snorted before
crawling over to Obi-Wan and settling against him, wrapping an arm
around the copper haired man.
He half expected Obi-Wan to push away but after a few moments the
Jedi curled against his side, arms wrapped around himself. “We were
lucky to find shelter, I wonder why the branches decided to curl out
like that.” He mused, looking up tiredly at how the branches
brushed against the boulder that made up their shelter.
“Does it matter? What matters is that we get back to the rest of
your group when the storm settles. And avoid those stupid bots.”
Cad grunted, feeling a fine tremble go through the human beside him
despite Obi-Wan pretending not to.
“What I wouldn’t give for a fire right now…or a Corellian shot
of brandy.” Obi-Wan sighed.
Cad grunted before quite firmly shifting and tugging the human until
he was sitting between Cad’s legs with his back to his chest. He
then tugged his coat of and wrapped it around the both of them as the
only makeshift blanket they had.
“…Oh, thank you.”
“You’re karking freezing Kenobi.” Cad growled at him.
“I get cold easily.” Obi-Wan confessed, chuckling. “Not like
Anakin though, he could never shake off his desert child upbringing
but still, get me wet and I get cold like an icicle.”
The Duro snorted at that before the two settled quietly, the bounty
hunter resting his chin on the others shoulder with his arms wrapped
tightly around the Jedi. “You know, if lightening starts coming
down, I hope it hits a few clankers.” Obi-Wan offered easily as
thunder rolled overhead, lightly caressing Cad’s knee with his
fingertips.
That got a grunt of agreement.
Slowly the body in his arms started to go lax with the head tipping
back against Cad’s shoulder, the Jedi falling asleep against him
and made the bounty hunter wonder just how much sleep the other
really did get if he fell asleep with thunder rolling.
It was odd. Cad had seen ‘Rako Hardeen’ sleep. But this was
different. The others face had that beard that hid so some of his
features yet asleep Obi-Wan looked younger, his chest rising and
falling slowly with his head tipped back against Cad’s shoulder
which exposed most of his throat.
It was sickeningly trusting.
It made the bounty hunter tighten his arms around the Jedi.
Being this trusting in a war was a terrible life choice, honestly.
Cad Bane/ Obi-Wan cuddles? Just polite, G-rated cuddles.
“You cold?” Cad questioned, peering out from their shelter to
make sure no one had followed them before he glanced back at the Jedi
Master curled up against the tree.
“No more then you must be.”
“Reptilian. I can handle the cold here.” Cad snorted before
crawling over to Obi-Wan and settling against him, wrapping an arm
around the copper haired man.
He half expected Obi-Wan to push away but after a few moments the
Jedi curled against his side, arms wrapped around himself. “We were
lucky to find shelter, I wonder why the branches decided to curl out
like that.” He mused, looking up tiredly at how the branches
brushed against the boulder that made up their shelter.
“Does it matter? What matters is that we get back to the rest of
your group when the storm settles. And avoid those stupid bots.”
Cad grunted, feeling a fine tremble go through the human beside him
despite Obi-Wan pretending not to.
“What I wouldn’t give for a fire right now…or a Corellian shot
of brandy.” Obi-Wan sighed.
Cad grunted before quite firmly shifting and tugging the human until
he was sitting between Cad’s legs with his back to his chest. He
then tugged his coat of and wrapped it around the both of them as the
only makeshift blanket they had.
“…Oh, thank you.”
“You’re karking freezing Kenobi.” Cad growled at him.
“I get cold easily.” Obi-Wan confessed, chuckling. “Not like
Anakin though, he could never shake off his desert child upbringing
but still, get me wet and I get cold like an icicle.”
The Duro snorted at that before the two settled quietly, the bounty
hunter resting his chin on the others shoulder with his arms wrapped
tightly around the Jedi. “You know, if lightening starts coming
down, I hope it hits a few clankers.” Obi-Wan offered easily as
thunder rolled overhead, lightly caressing Cad’s knee with his
fingertips.
That got a grunt of agreement.
Slowly the body in his arms started to go lax with the head tipping
back against Cad’s shoulder, the Jedi falling asleep against him
and made the bounty hunter wonder just how much sleep the other
really did get if he fell asleep with thunder rolling.
It was odd. Cad had seen ‘Rako Hardeen’ sleep. But this was
different. The others face had that beard that hid so some of his
features yet asleep Obi-Wan looked younger, his chest rising and
falling slowly with his head tipped back against Cad’s shoulder
which exposed most of his throat.
It was sickeningly trusting.
It made the bounty hunter tighten his arms around the Jedi.
Being this trusting in a war was a terrible life choice, honestly.
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