So for future reference, and because this is interesting, Sith!Obi-Wan’s eyes have been pestering me. In the first .gif I made them more amber, while in the second they are more yellow/red. Which is better?
SithObi
a few times ago in Inplainsight you said something in the tags about the verse rapidly spiraling towards the highly kinky kind… Could we maybe see some of that? I remember there being some discussion of obi in a collar… The actual collar isn’t required, but something along the lines of that sentiment would be /very/ interesting with those three… This is all basically a shameless request for something «highly kinky» in that ‘verse. *blushes*
So yeah…um…enjoy! *runs away*
a few times ago in Inplainsight you said something in the tags about the verse rapidly spiraling towards the highly kinky kind… Could we maybe see some of that? I remember there being some discussion of obi in a collar… The actual collar isn’t required, but something along the lines of that sentiment would be /very/ interesting with those three… This is all basically a shameless request for something «highly kinky» in that ‘verse. *blushes*
So yeah…um…enjoy! *runs away*
I’d feel bad about adding prompts, but I really can’t. So! Thank you for my InPlainSight, now I want more!! Ok, so is Anakin getting any training in Sith anything yet, or are they waiting on that not to tip their had? How does Obi-Wan do the disappearing trick, has Anakin learned it yet? Are the Clones or Asoka in this world? What’s up with them?
“I wish you’d
teach me how to just disappear like that.” Anakin grumbled as
Obi-Wan teased his hair gently, the Sith’s hand teasing the tangles
out of the curls carefully and steady.
“Its a dark side
power my Ani, and I will not teach you that. One of us will remain a
Jedi unless you feel the pull to the dark that is?” Obi-Wan raised
his brows slowly as he continued working on the tangles. When Anakin
shook his head, the man snorted. “Thought so, until you feel the
pull, I will not teach you and especially not right now, right now
the risk is to large. If your signature changes the temple and
Palpatine will notice, he monitors you closely and most likely knows
that something has changed for you somewhere.” He smirked a bit.
“That’s
creepy.” The blond wrinkled his nose.
“Very creepy.”
Padme agreed sleepily against Obi-Wan’s shoulder.
“Yes but amusing
at the moment as I imagine its driving him mad not to know what has
changed. He’s been trying to groom you into his apprentice for
years.” Obi-Wan chuckled darkly before pressing a kiss to both’s
temple. “I need to return to the temple though.”
Both Padme and
Anakin whined at that and clung to him, Anakin moving until his upper
body was in his lap and Padme twisting her arms around Obi-Wan’s
waist. “Kids…Pads, Ani, come on.” He cooed soothingly.
“No, stay the
night, please.” Padme nosed into his shoulder.
“The bed is more
then big enough to sleep in for three.” Anakin added, staring up at
them.
“And I am a very
well known person thanks to the propaganda of the Republic.”
Obi-Wan offered gently as he pushed the blond off him and gently
eased out of Padme’s arms. “And Mace will ask questions if I am
not there tonight.”
“Why?” The
Knight sat up quickly.
“Because I
promised him to review the supply lines for next week.” Obi-Wan
curved a hand along Anakin’s jaw with a small smile. “But your
jealousy is endearing my dear Anakin.” He teased and gave him a
sweet kiss before giving Padme one too. “I’ll give Ahsoka a
greeting and spend some sparring time with you so you can stay here
for the full night Anakin.”
He gave them
another kiss before pulling away fully and heading for the door with
a quiet sigh. “But I’ll see about staying tomorrow, it would be
nice to wake in our bed.” He murmured before fading from view.
He didn’t head
straight by the temple, instead stopping by the barracks to make sure
Cody and the rest of the 212th was relaxing and healing up
from their last campaign. Cody seemed to suspect someone was watching
him where he was curled up in Rex arms but didn’t seem alarmed as
he glanced about with drowsy eyes before he settled back and Obi-Wan
headed out, not wanting to disturb their privacy.
Back in the
apartment Anakin shifted his head into Padme’s lap, a reluctant
grin on his face despite Obi-Wan having left. “He called it our
bed.”
“He did, I heard
him.” Padme chuckled then sighed deeply. “But now I just want him
back all the more.”
“The sooner we
can give him his revenge, the sooner he will stay right here.” The
knight offered, a bit darkly before mewling a bit when Padme used her
nails to scratch his scalp. “Ooooh.”
“Puppy.” She
teased lightly.
“Your and
Obi-Wan’s puppy.” He offered happily with a beam.
“True enough.”
She leaned down and kissed him gently at the awkward angle.
I’d feel bad about adding prompts, but I really can’t. So! Thank you for my InPlainSight, now I want more!! Ok, so is Anakin getting any training in Sith anything yet, or are they waiting on that not to tip their had? How does Obi-Wan do the disappearing trick, has Anakin learned it yet? Are the Clones or Asoka in this world? What’s up with them?
“I wish you’d
teach me how to just disappear like that.” Anakin grumbled as
Obi-Wan teased his hair gently, the Sith’s hand teasing the tangles
out of the curls carefully and steady.
“Its a dark side
power my Ani, and I will not teach you that. One of us will remain a
Jedi unless you feel the pull to the dark that is?” Obi-Wan raised
his brows slowly as he continued working on the tangles. When Anakin
shook his head, the man snorted. “Thought so, until you feel the
pull, I will not teach you and especially not right now, right now
the risk is to large. If your signature changes the temple and
Palpatine will notice, he monitors you closely and most likely knows
that something has changed for you somewhere.” He smirked a bit.
“That’s
creepy.” The blond wrinkled his nose.
“Very creepy.”
Padme agreed sleepily against Obi-Wan’s shoulder.
“Yes but amusing
at the moment as I imagine its driving him mad not to know what has
changed. He’s been trying to groom you into his apprentice for
years.” Obi-Wan chuckled darkly before pressing a kiss to both’s
temple. “I need to return to the temple though.”
Both Padme and
Anakin whined at that and clung to him, Anakin moving until his upper
body was in his lap and Padme twisting her arms around Obi-Wan’s
waist. “Kids…Pads, Ani, come on.” He cooed soothingly.
“No, stay the
night, please.” Padme nosed into his shoulder.
“The bed is more
then big enough to sleep in for three.” Anakin added, staring up at
them.
“And I am a very
well known person thanks to the propaganda of the Republic.”
Obi-Wan offered gently as he pushed the blond off him and gently
eased out of Padme’s arms. “And Mace will ask questions if I am
not there tonight.”
“Why?” The
Knight sat up quickly.
“Because I
promised him to review the supply lines for next week.” Obi-Wan
curved a hand along Anakin’s jaw with a small smile. “But your
jealousy is endearing my dear Anakin.” He teased and gave him a
sweet kiss before giving Padme one too. “I’ll give Ahsoka a
greeting and spend some sparring time with you so you can stay here
for the full night Anakin.”
He gave them
another kiss before pulling away fully and heading for the door with
a quiet sigh. “But I’ll see about staying tomorrow, it would be
nice to wake in our bed.” He murmured before fading from view.
He didn’t head
straight by the temple, instead stopping by the barracks to make sure
Cody and the rest of the 212th was relaxing and healing up
from their last campaign. Cody seemed to suspect someone was watching
him where he was curled up in Rex arms but didn’t seem alarmed as
he glanced about with drowsy eyes before he settled back and Obi-Wan
headed out, not wanting to disturb their privacy.
Back in the
apartment Anakin shifted his head into Padme’s lap, a reluctant
grin on his face despite Obi-Wan having left. “He called it our
bed.”
“He did, I heard
him.” Padme chuckled then sighed deeply. “But now I just want him
back all the more.”
“The sooner we
can give him his revenge, the sooner he will stay right here.” The
knight offered, a bit darkly before mewling a bit when Padme used her
nails to scratch his scalp. “Ooooh.”
“Puppy.” She
teased lightly.
“Your and
Obi-Wan’s puppy.” He offered happily with a beam.
“True enough.”
She leaned down and kissed him gently at the awkward angle.
So, more InPlainSight? What do Padme and Anakin need to focus on? Why aren’t they focusing? Do they know who the Sith in the Senate is?
How were they
suppose to focus when Obi-Wan was sitting on their couch as casually
as if he had always been there, reading reports with a glass of
Padme’s expensive wine in hand, looking soft and unassuming with
his eyes flickering over the pad.
Even Padme couldn’t
resist him so how was Anakin suppose too!
He had always been
a bit of a hedonist.
“Well hello
there.” Obi-Wan greeted with a warm chuckle when Padme straddled his
lap.
“When did you get
here?” She greeted in return, sliding her arms around his broad
shoulders while eyeing him with a small smile.
“Two hours ago. I
claimed I was following a few leads so no one will be looking for me
for a while.” He smirked up at her, setting both pad and glass
aside to give her his undivided attention and oh that was something
Padme quite enjoyed.
“You’re suppose
to be working my dear.” He teased gently even as he lifted his
hands up to tuck behind his head, fully surrendering to whatever she
wanted to do and Padme licked her lips, her mind going south.
“I know, but
you’re here and we’re allowed to touch.” She ran her hands from
collarbone, down the chest and to his stomach.
“Very true, but
we have work to do dear one.” Obi-Wan chuckled faintly and she
pouted a bit, lightly scratching the others toned stomach with her
nails. “Padme…”
“I’m going to
steal a kiss at least.” She said firmly and leaned in, claiming
Obi-Wan’s lips in firm kiss that had heat coiling low in her belly.
Hands cupped her waist and rubbed slowly and there was a tell tale
bulge beneath her that told her that Obi-Wan was appreciating the
attention as she slid her hands into his hair and tugged his head
slightly back.
A low hum escaped
the man before he quite firmly pushed her back. “…Work kitten.”
He rumbled, voice husky.
“…I am going to
tear them apart.” Padme let out a small hiss between her teeth then
nodded, getting up and giving the man on her couch a heated glare.
“If I knew
sexually frustration would make you battle ready, I would have done
that years ago.” He smirked at her in return, tilting his head and
looking oh so tempting with his mussed hair, kiss swollen lips and
the bulge that his leggings barely hid.
“You are going to
get it once I have you.” She huffed then marched away. “Palpatine
won’t know what hit him.”
‘That’s what
I’m counting on.’ Obi-Wan adjusted himself gingerly then reached
for his wine, taking a small sip before throwing a wicked smirk at
the door. “Anakiiiin, are you going to stand there all day?”
The frozen Jedi
slowly moved out of the doorway, eyes on him before glancing at Padme
as if he wasn’t sure which one to pounce.
He’d have more
luck with Padme obviously but oh Obi-Wan looked a mess.
“Work Anakin.”
“I don’t have
anything right now. I exhausted all my leads and Padme will have to
sort them out.” He breathed out, moving towards the couch and
watching Obi-Wan tilt his head in consideration before he gave a small nod.
“Oh no fair!”
Padme groaned.
“How about Anakin
gets to have me since he’s done and once you’re done Padme…you
can play all you want.” Obi-Wan purred at them, eyes flickering
wickedly yellow for a few seconds.
And then he made a
low noise as Anakin’s hand cupped his throat, the pressure barely
there even as Obi-Wan melted into the lightly restraining touch.
“Up.” Anakin
whispered, swallowing when Obi-Wan set the glass aside and rose as
told, Anakin’s hand never moving an inch from the pale skin with
the black glove contrasting darkly against it. Using his hand Anakin
guided them around the couch and slowly backed the older man towards
the bedroom with their eyes on each other.
“You two do NOT
play fair.” Padme sighed, though honestly, her lips were quirking a
bit in amusement as she watched Anakin back Obi-Wan into the bedroom
with a eager expression on his own face.
“Sith’s do not
play fair my dear.” Was the last she heard out of Obi-Wan.
Well… last of
words at least.
There were plenty
of moans soon following.
“Evil.” She
pouted at the pad then set to work, fueled by sexual frustration and
excitement.
So, more InPlainSight? What do Padme and Anakin need to focus on? Why aren’t they focusing? Do they know who the Sith in the Senate is?
How were they
suppose to focus when Obi-Wan was sitting on their couch as casually
as if he had always been there, reading reports with a glass of
Padme’s expensive wine in hand, looking soft and unassuming with
his eyes flickering over the pad.
Even Padme couldn’t
resist him so how was Anakin suppose too!
He had always been
a bit of a hedonist.
“Well hello
there.” Obi-Wan greeted with a warm chuckle when Padme straddled his
lap.
“When did you get
here?” She greeted in return, sliding her arms around his broad
shoulders while eyeing him with a small smile.
“Two hours ago. I
claimed I was following a few leads so no one will be looking for me
for a while.” He smirked up at her, setting both pad and glass
aside to give her his undivided attention and oh that was something
Padme quite enjoyed.
“You’re suppose
to be working my dear.” He teased gently even as he lifted his
hands up to tuck behind his head, fully surrendering to whatever she
wanted to do and Padme licked her lips, her mind going south.
“I know, but
you’re here and we’re allowed to touch.” She ran her hands from
collarbone, down the chest and to his stomach.
“Very true, but
we have work to do dear one.” Obi-Wan chuckled faintly and she
pouted a bit, lightly scratching the others toned stomach with her
nails. “Padme…”
“I’m going to
steal a kiss at least.” She said firmly and leaned in, claiming
Obi-Wan’s lips in firm kiss that had heat coiling low in her belly.
Hands cupped her waist and rubbed slowly and there was a tell tale
bulge beneath her that told her that Obi-Wan was appreciating the
attention as she slid her hands into his hair and tugged his head
slightly back.
A low hum escaped
the man before he quite firmly pushed her back. “…Work kitten.”
He rumbled, voice husky.
“…I am going to
tear them apart.” Padme let out a small hiss between her teeth then
nodded, getting up and giving the man on her couch a heated glare.
“If I knew
sexually frustration would make you battle ready, I would have done
that years ago.” He smirked at her in return, tilting his head and
looking oh so tempting with his mussed hair, kiss swollen lips and
the bulge that his leggings barely hid.
“You are going to
get it once I have you.” She huffed then marched away. “Palpatine
won’t know what hit him.”
‘That’s what
I’m counting on.’ Obi-Wan adjusted himself gingerly then reached
for his wine, taking a small sip before throwing a wicked smirk at
the door. “Anakiiiin, are you going to stand there all day?”
The frozen Jedi
slowly moved out of the doorway, eyes on him before glancing at Padme
as if he wasn’t sure which one to pounce.
He’d have more
luck with Padme obviously but oh Obi-Wan looked a mess.
“Work Anakin.”
“I don’t have
anything right now. I exhausted all my leads and Padme will have to
sort them out.” He breathed out, moving towards the couch and
watching Obi-Wan tilt his head in consideration before he gave a small nod.
“Oh no fair!”
Padme groaned.
“How about Anakin
gets to have me since he’s done and once you’re done Padme…you
can play all you want.” Obi-Wan purred at them, eyes flickering
wickedly yellow for a few seconds.
And then he made a
low noise as Anakin’s hand cupped his throat, the pressure barely
there even as Obi-Wan melted into the lightly restraining touch.
“Up.” Anakin
whispered, swallowing when Obi-Wan set the glass aside and rose as
told, Anakin’s hand never moving an inch from the pale skin with
the black glove contrasting darkly against it. Using his hand Anakin
guided them around the couch and slowly backed the older man towards
the bedroom with their eyes on each other.
“You two do NOT
play fair.” Padme sighed, though honestly, her lips were quirking a
bit in amusement as she watched Anakin back Obi-Wan into the bedroom
with a eager expression on his own face.
“Sith’s do not
play fair my dear.” Was the last she heard out of Obi-Wan.
Well… last of
words at least.
There were plenty
of moans soon following.
“Evil.” She
pouted at the pad then set to work, fueled by sexual frustration and
excitement.
I love your Sith in plain sight au!! What happens next? do Padme Anakin and Obi-Wan begin to plot out Palpatine’s death together? Do they have a few close calls with the Council/clones when they try to have to alone time together?I’m happy with anything you give us!!!
Obi-Wan set the
rules clear from the get go.
Nothing was to
happen in the temple.
Anakin was not to
touch him in the temple in an overly familiar way or speak to him in
an overly familiar way, nothing that would suggest a deepening of
their relationship.
And that
was…hard.
Especially when Vos
or someone flirted with him.
Because damn it,
Anakin was a jealous man.
Of course it made
him feel better when Obi-Wan would docilely follow him out of the
temple and once they were alone, pounced on Anakin like a ravenous
mountain lion. Force the amount of dark alley blow jobs…
“Do you have ANY
idea what it feels like in our bond when you glare at them?”
Obi-Wan hissed into Anakin’s neck, hand in the others hair,
clenching lightly as he nipped and sucked a trail of hickies.
“Knowing its because you want me,
all for yourself?” The lithe
body shuddered against him before Obi-Wan dropped to his knees, hands
at the laces of the leggings.
‘Force
if anyone knew how hot Obi-Wan burned…’ Anakin moaned, dropping
the back of his head against the alley wall. ‘No one would believe
me…oh FORCE!’
()()()
Glancing
between the two Jedi, Rex blinked a bit.
He
had been sure…
But
both looked put together, Kenobi focusing directly at him and
Skywalker doing something weird with a droid head in his lap,
tinkering.
“The
report Rex?” Kenobi questioned carefully, smiling at him.
“Oh,
yes sir, I was just…” He trailed off again, blinking at Kenobi.
Was
that…
“Rex?”
Skywalker
was looking at him too but Rex couldn’t look away from the bruising
on Kenobi’s neck.
Was
that a…hicky?
“Rex!”
()()()
Something
has changed.
Everyone
knows it but can’t pinpoint it.
There’s
a charge of something in the air, itching its way through the entire
galaxy as if something has been turned on its head.
And
Obi-Wan can’t do anything but hide the smile itching along his lips
as the rest of the council debates what this change may be.
‘Well
at least its not malevolent.’ He thought as Plo argued that
whatever it was seemed to be beneficial to the Jedi Order and the
light even if the basis of it seemed dark.
He
shifted a bit, a tell tale soreness on his hipbone reminding him of
Padme pushing him to the sheets, her grasp surprisingly strong for
such deceptively
slender and graceful hands. Thumbs
digging into his hipbones, her clever eyes staring up at him with
seductive charm.
Anakin
strong against his back, arms wrapped around him to trap Obi-Wan’s
to his sides, leaving him unable to do anything but squirm for them.
‘Honestly,
we need to focus on planning.’ He thought to himself as he shifted
a bit in his chair, responding to his own memories.
“Councilor
Kenobi? Do you have anything to add?” Obi-Wan looked up, meeting
Mace eyes as the Korun stared him down.
‘Seeing
more shatterpoints Mace?’ He wondered before sitting up and
stretching ever so slightly. “I don’t see why. This has happened
and there is nothing we can do to change it until we learn more
information. The Order can do nothing as of now with the little we
have.” He looked around, his voice mild. A negotiator double gilded
tongue and slick words with double meaning, it was useful even in the
temple.
There
were some soft words exchanged but Obi-Wan was right.
They
knew nothing concrete now.
‘They’ll
learn soon enough…as soon as Padme and Anakin can focus that is.’
Obi-Wan thought in amusement.
He
glanced towards the Senate dome and only years of control kept his
anger and anticipation masked.
‘Soon.’
He thought.
I love your Sith in plain sight au!! What happens next? do Padme Anakin and Obi-Wan begin to plot out Palpatine’s death together? Do they have a few close calls with the Council/clones when they try to have to alone time together?I’m happy with anything you give us!!!
Obi-Wan set the
rules clear from the get go.
Nothing was to
happen in the temple.
Anakin was not to
touch him in the temple in an overly familiar way or speak to him in
an overly familiar way, nothing that would suggest a deepening of
their relationship.
And that
was…hard.
Especially when Vos
or someone flirted with him.
Because damn it,
Anakin was a jealous man.
Of course it made
him feel better when Obi-Wan would docilely follow him out of the
temple and once they were alone, pounced on Anakin like a ravenous
mountain lion. Force the amount of dark alley blow jobs…
“Do you have ANY
idea what it feels like in our bond when you glare at them?”
Obi-Wan hissed into Anakin’s neck, hand in the others hair,
clenching lightly as he nipped and sucked a trail of hickies.
“Knowing its because you want me,
all for yourself?” The lithe
body shuddered against him before Obi-Wan dropped to his knees, hands
at the laces of the leggings.
‘Force
if anyone knew how hot Obi-Wan burned…’ Anakin moaned, dropping
the back of his head against the alley wall. ‘No one would believe
me…oh FORCE!’
()()()
Glancing
between the two Jedi, Rex blinked a bit.
He
had been sure…
But
both looked put together, Kenobi focusing directly at him and
Skywalker doing something weird with a droid head in his lap,
tinkering.
“The
report Rex?” Kenobi questioned carefully, smiling at him.
“Oh,
yes sir, I was just…” He trailed off again, blinking at Kenobi.
Was
that…
“Rex?”
Skywalker
was looking at him too but Rex couldn’t look away from the bruising
on Kenobi’s neck.
Was
that a…hicky?
“Rex!”
()()()
Something
has changed.
Everyone
knows it but can’t pinpoint it.
There’s
a charge of something in the air, itching its way through the entire
galaxy as if something has been turned on its head.
And
Obi-Wan can’t do anything but hide the smile itching along his lips
as the rest of the council debates what this change may be.
‘Well
at least its not malevolent.’ He thought as Plo argued that
whatever it was seemed to be beneficial to the Jedi Order and the
light even if the basis of it seemed dark.
He
shifted a bit, a tell tale soreness on his hipbone reminding him of
Padme pushing him to the sheets, her grasp surprisingly strong for
such deceptively
slender and graceful hands. Thumbs
digging into his hipbones, her clever eyes staring up at him with
seductive charm.
Anakin
strong against his back, arms wrapped around him to trap Obi-Wan’s
to his sides, leaving him unable to do anything but squirm for them.
‘Honestly,
we need to focus on planning.’ He thought to himself as he shifted
a bit in his chair, responding to his own memories.
“Councilor
Kenobi? Do you have anything to add?” Obi-Wan looked up, meeting
Mace eyes as the Korun stared him down.
‘Seeing
more shatterpoints Mace?’ He wondered before sitting up and
stretching ever so slightly. “I don’t see why. This has happened
and there is nothing we can do to change it until we learn more
information. The Order can do nothing as of now with the little we
have.” He looked around, his voice mild. A negotiator double gilded
tongue and slick words with double meaning, it was useful even in the
temple.
There
were some soft words exchanged but Obi-Wan was right.
They
knew nothing concrete now.
‘They’ll
learn soon enough…as soon as Padme and Anakin can focus that is.’
Obi-Wan thought in amusement.
He
glanced towards the Senate dome and only years of control kept his
anger and anticipation masked.
‘Soon.’
He thought.
Mawahahahaha!!!!!! Yes, give me all the ObiAniDala!!! ALL OF IT!!! So how does the press take Chancellor Padme being in a relationship with 2 JEDI in InPlainSight? Are they going to go public as Sith, Darksiders, what exactly do they qualify as anyway, now that Anakin is an apprentice again?
They are his.
He wasn’t joking when he told them
both he was never going to let go of them if they took him to their
bedroom.
“I can’t cover up these marks
Obi-Wan!” Padme hissed, trying desperately to cover up the hickies
on her neck before throwing him a glare in the mirror, the dark color
peeking out even through her makeup.
If she had the same makeup she did as a
queen then perhaps but still!
Obi-Wan just shrugged, unrepentant.
“High collars?”
“Ugh, yes.” She sighed and then
turned to her wardrobe. “Is Anakin awake?”
“Let me check.” Obi-Wan turned and
pinched the blonds butt, promptly gaining a yelp and Anakin falling
off the bed, blinking at both with wide blue eyes. “Yes, he’s
awake.” Obi-Wan smirked.
“I am now! Obi-Wan!” Anakin
groaned, rubbing his back as he stood up. “Hey, don’t laugh at
me!” He pouted at Padme who was giggling at the wardrobe.
“If he gives me hickies I can’t
cover with makeup with how deep they are, you can tolerate having
your bum pinched Ani love.”
Obi-Wan crawled towards him on the bed,
eyes lighting up as he wrapped his arms around the others waist and
rubbed his face against the sensitive skin, giving the bite marks on
the jut of the hip a little lick. “Beside, you quite enjoyed my
attention there last night.” He grinned up at the blond.
“…Yeah well that was different.”
Anakin grinned sheepishly.
“Oh~?” Obi-Wan purred.
“…Oh you’re such an evil thing.”
The knight shoved the sith into the sheets and crawled on top of him,
pinning him to the fancy sheets, pressing kisses along Obi-Wan’s
neck.
“Gentlemen, as pleasing as this sight
is, we have work today.” Padme offered sternly though she was
grinning.
“Five minutes for a handy?”
“Anakin!”
Obi-Wan laughed in delight and ran his
nails down Anakin’s sides, feeling the other shiver on top.
And then he blinked when Anakin drew
back to look at him considering, the blonds head tilted with a
mischievous sparkle going through blue eyes.
“What?”
“Padme, wouldn’t Obi-Wan look
lovely with a collar?” Anakin chirped and Padme almost dropped her
earrings in surprise as she looked over at them from her vanity table
before her eyes turned considering too, dropping to the pale neck of
the older man.
Obi-Wan practically felt his brows
leave his face at the implication and then tilted his head to look at
Padme. “I am very sure I never introduced him to that kind of
concept.”
“There are different ways to own
someone.” Padme shrugged a bit, giving him a wide toothed grin
while Anakin leaned in to nuzzle at Obi-Wan’s neck. “Never
thought he’d take those ideas to heart though, considering it all.”
“Owning someone doesn’t have to be
bad.” Anakin mumbled into Obi-Wan’s neck, loud enough to be heard
by both. “Owning doesn’t mean slavery and pain, it can mean
belonging, it can mean safety.”
“And if I let you both own me
Anakin?” Obi-Wan teased his fingers through the others hair.
“Because I told you, you both belong to me too now.”
For someone who wanted to be wanted
that was not a threat but a promise and Anakin gave a full body
shiver before kissing the other deeply, pushing him to the sheets
again.
“I’ll
think about it Anakin.” Obi-Wan pushed the other up to give him a
smaller kiss. “But for now Padme is right, we have duties and I
can’t let anyone catch onto what I really am. I have a role to
play.” He slid out of bed and stretched slowly, both of his younger
lovers watching how the sun played on pale freckled skin covered in
their marks. “And unlike you, I have to play it a lot safer.”
“Hey,
what do you mean by that?” Anakin wrinkled his nose, sitting on the
edge of the bed since both his lovers were getting up.
“I
mean do you really think the council doesn’t know?” Obi-Wan threw
him a long look. “The air cars passes both in level and above the
terrace you two snog on. The big, wide open terrace.” He shook his
head and went to the bathroom to get a flannel to clean up. “Really.
Discretion will have to be my game until I’m ready.”
“Wait,
what do you mean the council knows!?”
“OPEN
TERRACE ANAKIN! Honestly! At least Padme tries to be discreet, people
can see you two from that terrace, Force even Mace saw you two.”
Came
the reply, half tinged with exasperation and half with amusement.
Padme
gave Anakin a small smirk.
Anakin
grumbled then watched both of them get dressed, feeling lazy as he
did, watching how for each layer Obi-Wan seemed to go back to Master
Kenobi.
By
the time Anakin felt awake enough to dress himself, Obi-Wan looked
ready for a council meeting.
“I’ll
see you both later. Mace had something he wanted to talk to me about,
Ventress I think.” The others eyes flashed yellow for a few seconds
before he seemed to get smaller in Anakin’s eyes as
he went back to Master Kenobi.
Obi-Wan gave both brief, chaste kisses and then headed for the doors,
seemingly vanishing before he even reached the door.
“…Okay
did my eyes stop working there for a moment?” Padme blinked.
“If
they did, so did mine.” Anakin stared at the door that shut behind
what he knew was Obi-Wan. “…Gotta have to ask him how he does
that.”
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