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We haven’t had an update from Dark Omega in a while and it’s so close to done i feel, but you just can’t leave us off with Obi water breaking! Fluffy family ending please?

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Stroking the still swollen stomach of the redhead he was spooning,
Anakin watched his sleeping kits with a small smile as Obi-Wan
breathed slowly and steadily.

His children were born, soft and warm and safe, safe from Palpatine
who had blown up over Coruscant in bits the moment he had tried to
enter hyperspeed, curtsy of Anakin sabotaging the engines.

The alpha had always been good with machines from the time he was a
slave on Tatooine and Obi-Wan, despite complaining about the oil
stains, always encouraged his hobby and skills.

Humming when Obi-Wan gave a little squirm, Anakin flattened his hand
against the others stomach. “You alright?” He whispered.

“Yah, just… a bit sore. I did pop two babies out of me.”
Obi-Wan laughed quietly. “But keep your hand right there and I’ll
feel better in a jiffy.” He tilted his head awkwardly to give
Anakin a soft natured smile, eyes still slightly droopy from the
painkillers the Jedi had given him.

Snuggling in as close as humanly possible, then rubbed Obi-Wan’s
stomach some more with his thumb, humming into his neck some more
before pressing a soft kiss to the bonding mark on the others neck.
“…My own mechanic business, your research work… little feet.”
He whispered.

Giving a low hum at that, Obi-Wan warm pleasure filled the air. “We
can have that now, we just need to get settled somewhere… are we
sure we want to do this on Coruscant though?” He yawned.

Shaking his head slowly, Anakin scowled. “I don’t want to be near
the temple… and I don’t want to raise kids here.” He huffed.

Squeezing Anakin’s hand on his stomach at that, Obi-Wan gave a
considering hum. “Where then?” He whispered.

The room went quiet a bit as they considered the options, the bustle
from outside the room quiet and far away.

Finally Anakin sighed. “I don’t know, somewhere green would be
nice. Give them what I didn’t have as a child on Tatooine. Growth
and… nice.”

Wiggling a bit at that. “So a core or mid rim world then.”
Obi-Wan mused.

Humming, Anakin lapped lightly at the scarred mating mark before
grinning. “We could return to Naboo, search out all of Palpatine’s
hidden little gems.” He suggested.

“I could research them… publish theories on Sith Force
artifacts.” Obi-Wan mused before yawning and sighing. “But right
now I need a rest.”

“Of course sweetheart.” The alpha nosed him with care and tucked
the blankets around them more tightly. “I’ll look after the kits
while you sleep, promise sweetling.” He whispered softly.

Closing his eyes and purring softly at the gentle stomach attention
he was getting from his mate, Obi-Wan let himself fully relax, drowsy
and drugged as he was.

Birth was exhausting.

()()()

Looking up when he heard tiny feet on the floor, Anakin wiped his
hands quickly on a rag and got off the speeder he was fixing,
laughing loudly as Luke toddled towards him as fast as his chubby two
year old legs could bring him, Obi-Wan with Leia on his hip bringing
up the rear.

“Lukie Luke~” Anakin cooed, catching his baby boy with a happy
grin and lifting him up for a kiss before giving Leia one too once
Obi-Wan was close enough. “And what did I do to earn this
incredibly pleasant visit?” Anakin beamed.

Brows raised in amusement, Obi-Wan tilted his head. “Did you really
forget?” He chuckled.

That caused a pause as Anakin frowned a bit. “…Um…”

Rolling his eyes, Obi-Wan leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his
husband and mate’s lips. “Happy anniversary of Sidious demise.”
He teased gently, grinning.

A surprised rumble erupted from Anakin’s chest then he grinned
widely. “We’re eating lunch out, that’s right.” He whispered
before turning. “Oi, Winma, I’m going out for lunch, I’ll be
gone for an hour, hold down the fort in the mean time.” He laughed.

Giving his thumbs up, the Nautolan turned back to the speeder he was
working on. “Right boss, will do. Have fun with your husband.”

Chuckling, Anakin slid his hand around Obi-Wan’s waist, grinning
when the other only rolled his eyes at the oil stains getting on his
clothes. “I always do.” He chuckled, the two heading out the
garage doors of Anakin’s speeder and shuttle repair shop.

It was still small but well established with a few mechanics working
under Anakin but it was going to grow, the blond was sure of it.

“I’m going to have to change the kids when we get back.”
Obi-Wan mock complained. “You got oil on both of their clothes.”
He pouted.

Sniggering, Anakin just pulled his mate closer to him, Luke and Leia
babbling happily together as they headed to pick up food and find a
park to eat in for celebration.

Life couldn’t be better.

I dont remember If I asked before – but can we have more sith!obi-wan as chancellor?:))) maybe Palpatine fighting back? The final count down as it is? :) love your stories!!

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Sitting back in his chair, Obi-Wan peered out the window as he
wondered what would be the last tipping point for Sheev Palpatine,
what would make him go that last millimeter as to actually attack
Obi-Wan.

Oh he didn’t expect the man to attack him in person but to hire
assassins.

But it would come, he knew it would and he was waiting for it even as
he worked for the Republics best interest, slowly tacking down the
laws Palpatine had set into place by countering them with his own
laws that were working out better and even the ones reticent against
a Jedi becoming the Chancellor and staunch supporters of Palpatine
were warming up to Obi-Wan thanks to it.

Humming a bit, he looked to the doors when there was a knock. “Come
in?”

Cody slipped his head in once the door opened and smiled at him.
“Senator Organa and Senator Mothma are here to see you sir.” The
commander said. He had insisted on arranging the guards for Obi-Wan,
correctly guessing that there would be attempts on the Jedi turned
Chancellor.

Smiling, Obi-Wan stood. “Ah yes, please show them in.” He moved
around the desk to go greet them, chuckling when Bail instantly
strode to him and caught Obi-Wan’s hands in a firm shake. “Bail.”
He greeted.

Eyes twinkling, the Alderaan Senator ran them over Obi-Wan. “Obi-Wan,
you look well. Did Padme dress you?” He grinned.

While Obi-Wan had found most of his wardrobe sufficient, Padme had
insisted on adding colors to his wardrobe to signify his change of
position and while his robes were still the standard cut of Jedi
robes and tunics, they now sported different colors of blue, green,
black, red, gold and white in various shades and combinations and she
had even insured to get him seven pairs of boots in different colors
and styles though all of them were knee height since apparently both
Padme and Anakin appreciated watching how they shaped his legs.

Chuckling, Obi-Wan ran a hand over the tunic made of rich shimmer
silk in a deep shade of bottle green that had a black obi and utility
belt and leggings so dark green it almost looked black with a pair of
black leather boots. To break the dark pattern, light vine like
embroideries in gold were around the hem, collar and wrists.  “Yes,
she insisted I dress for the position though I got my wish that it
keep the Jedi cut and style at least.” He shrugged before taking
Mon Mothma’s hand and kissing the back of it. “My lady.” He
greeted.

“Chancellor.” She greeted in return with a small amused smile.
“You’re close with Senator Amidala then?” She questioned then
raised her brow at Bail’s amused little chortle that he covered
with a cough.

“Almost as close as Knight Skywalker.” Obi-Wan confessed, moving
to his little tea table. “Can I offer either of you some
refreshment?” He smiled at her wide eyed look, obviously she had
not expected him to admit that…

Well only the ones in the know about Anakin and Padme’s
relationship would know what kind of confession it was.

“Some… juice would be nice, yes.” Mothma confessed, settling
down as Bail enthusiastically requested a finger of brandy he knew
Obi-Wan kept.

Floating a cup of mixed juice to his own chair, he physically bought
the cups over to the two senators with a pleasant smile, a subtle
show of power yet humility at the same time as he gracefully handed
off the drinks before settling behind the desk. “Now, what was it
you wanted to speak to me about?”

As they all gracefully slid into the worries that Bail and Mon was
bringing to him, Obi-Wan could feel the dark side of the Force
building around him and barely resisted the urge to smirk.

Palpatine was getting careless if he could feel that…

Soon enough he’d end up exposing himself to the Jedi if he weren’t
careful and Obi-Wan could hear the final countdown ticking away in
his mind.

He wondered what it would come to first, Obi-Wan decapitating the man
or the Sith ‘master’ exposing himself to the Jedi Order.

I dont remember If I asked before – but can we have more sith!obi-wan as chancellor?:))) maybe Palpatine fighting back? The final count down as it is? :) love your stories!!

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Sitting back in his chair, Obi-Wan peered out the window as he
wondered what would be the last tipping point for Sheev Palpatine,
what would make him go that last millimeter as to actually attack
Obi-Wan.

Oh he didn’t expect the man to attack him in person but to hire
assassins.

But it would come, he knew it would and he was waiting for it even as
he worked for the Republics best interest, slowly tacking down the
laws Palpatine had set into place by countering them with his own
laws that were working out better and even the ones reticent against
a Jedi becoming the Chancellor and staunch supporters of Palpatine
were warming up to Obi-Wan thanks to it.

Humming a bit, he looked to the doors when there was a knock. “Come
in?”

Cody slipped his head in once the door opened and smiled at him.
“Senator Organa and Senator Mothma are here to see you sir.” The
commander said. He had insisted on arranging the guards for Obi-Wan,
correctly guessing that there would be attempts on the Jedi turned
Chancellor.

Smiling, Obi-Wan stood. “Ah yes, please show them in.” He moved
around the desk to go greet them, chuckling when Bail instantly
strode to him and caught Obi-Wan’s hands in a firm shake. “Bail.”
He greeted.

Eyes twinkling, the Alderaan Senator ran them over Obi-Wan. “Obi-Wan,
you look well. Did Padme dress you?” He grinned.

While Obi-Wan had found most of his wardrobe sufficient, Padme had
insisted on adding colors to his wardrobe to signify his change of
position and while his robes were still the standard cut of Jedi
robes and tunics, they now sported different colors of blue, green,
black, red, gold and white in various shades and combinations and she
had even insured to get him seven pairs of boots in different colors
and styles though all of them were knee height since apparently both
Padme and Anakin appreciated watching how they shaped his legs.

Chuckling, Obi-Wan ran a hand over the tunic made of rich shimmer
silk in a deep shade of bottle green that had a black obi and utility
belt and leggings so dark green it almost looked black with a pair of
black leather boots. To break the dark pattern, light vine like
embroideries in gold were around the hem, collar and wrists.  “Yes,
she insisted I dress for the position though I got my wish that it
keep the Jedi cut and style at least.” He shrugged before taking
Mon Mothma’s hand and kissing the back of it. “My lady.” He
greeted.

“Chancellor.” She greeted in return with a small amused smile.
“You’re close with Senator Amidala then?” She questioned then
raised her brow at Bail’s amused little chortle that he covered
with a cough.

“Almost as close as Knight Skywalker.” Obi-Wan confessed, moving
to his little tea table. “Can I offer either of you some
refreshment?” He smiled at her wide eyed look, obviously she had
not expected him to admit that…

Well only the ones in the know about Anakin and Padme’s
relationship would know what kind of confession it was.

“Some… juice would be nice, yes.” Mothma confessed, settling
down as Bail enthusiastically requested a finger of brandy he knew
Obi-Wan kept.

Floating a cup of mixed juice to his own chair, he physically bought
the cups over to the two senators with a pleasant smile, a subtle
show of power yet humility at the same time as he gracefully handed
off the drinks before settling behind the desk. “Now, what was it
you wanted to speak to me about?”

As they all gracefully slid into the worries that Bail and Mon was
bringing to him, Obi-Wan could feel the dark side of the Force
building around him and barely resisted the urge to smirk.

Palpatine was getting careless if he could feel that…

Soon enough he’d end up exposing himself to the Jedi if he weren’t
careful and Obi-Wan could hear the final countdown ticking away in
his mind.

He wondered what it would come to first, Obi-Wan decapitating the man
or the Sith ‘master’ exposing himself to the Jedi Order.

#inplainsight is my fav! And that last bit!! :)))) I would love love love the before the obi-wan goes to fight sidious – maybe planning or him just being ridiculously happy he gets to rip the bastards throat out with Anakin by his side? Fluff and nsfw is always welcome ;)

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“And with overwhelming support, Obi-Wan Kenobi will now step in as
Chancellor of the Republic after the confirmation of the vote of no
confidence in former Chancellor Sheev Palpatine.” The report
announced. “We cut now to a shot of the elected Chancellor first
appearance in the Senate.”

And that’s what it did, cutting to the Supreme Chancellor podium of
the man standing there alone with a humble look on his face, in his
Jedi tunics and groomed to the letter as he always looked. “My dear
senators, it is both an honor and a horror to be elected to this
position, as a peacekeeper and avowed neutral party of the Republic I
will do my duty as best can be and ensure the end of this war as soon
as possible. I hope that my election will be the coming term of peace
that we all so long for and that no more will have to die and suffer
for a meaningless war. As it would be too much power for one person,
I am renouncing my seat on the Jedi council until the Republic no
longer has need for a Jedi chancellor. I hope to do better then my
predecessor.” He bowed, the holos flashing around him to catch the
historical moment. “May we all find peace and democracy as our
guide.”

A glass slammed into the flatscreen, crushing into tiny glittering
pieces as the wine that had once been it slid slowly down the screen.
“WRETCHED LITTLE CRETIN!” Palpatine snarled, eyes flashing
between pale gray and yellow before he threw his sofa into the wall,
splintering it before forcing himself calm, least he get the
authorities called down on him in case the silencers around his
apartment weren’t secure enough.

Collapsing into one of his chairs, Sheev snarled to himself as he
glared at the stained holoscreen that still contained the image of
Kenobi smiling sadly at the public.

The Jedi, always in the place to serve and guide.

Now the supreme chancellor.

This was not good and Sheev best tighten his grasp around Dooku’s
neck lest the man get an idea.

No that would not do.

Sitting up, he scowled before taking a deep breath. “…I still
have pawns in play. Kenobi is just… just a bishop in the way.” He
calmed, smirking slightly. “He can only do so many moves…” He
took a deep breath, eyes flashing yellow once again before he got up.
“And the queen is still in move.” He watched the screen as Anakin
Skywalker meet his master when the podium lowered, the two Jedi
conversing. “…Enjoy your victory while it lasts Kenobi, because I
will make you scream by the end of this.” He chuckled.

()()()

Staring out the window of the Chancellor office, Obi-Wan eyed the
temple before chuckling and turning. “Well?”

“Perfect as always.” Anakin grinned, waving his hand to pull the
curtains to hide them from view. “The perfect Jedi in play, even as
a Chancellor. I think they all bit hook, line and sinker.” He laughed.

Sashaying to the blond, Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around the others
shoulders, grinning. “My dear Anakin, I have no idea what you’re
referring to. I am but a humble servant of the Republic, a Jedi to
the core.” He purred, eyes flashing yellow for a few seconds before
leaning up and pressing a kiss to the others lips. “They’ll offer
you a seat on the council at my recommendation, but not a masterhood,
not yet. You’re much too young for that.” He hummed, nuzzling
into the others cheek.

“Eh, I’m only accepting the council position for you anyhow.”
Anakin snorted, settling his hands on the others waist.

“They will of course be doing it only to ask you to spy on me.
Which you will do.” Obi-Wan laughed, backing the other towards a
couch and crawling into his lap when he had the blond sitting,
racking his hands into the others curls and holding on. “Information
filtered as you see fit to tell them.”

Humming, Anakin let Obi-Wan direct his head to the side as the
redhead started to kiss along his neck. “Really? You’ll let me
decide?” He sighed happily at the tiny, hungry kisses.

“Of course, I trust you my dear Ani, as I trust our dear Padme to
keep a hold on the Senate. Tell them what you think they have to hear
and retain what information you can about them for me.” The Sith in
disguise slowly lifted his head from the tanned neck to give Anakin a
long look. “Soon Palpatine will come for you, he will try to
convince you of my…deception. My craving for power. Let him think
you believe him, let him think you’re hesitant. Because the more he
thinks you trust him… the closer he’ll let you.” Obi-Wan
whispered.

Anakin’s breath hitched, hands squeezing down on the others hips
when those red lips brushed his teasingly.

“And the closer you get to him, the closer I get to revenge.” He
purred before staking his claim to Anakin’s mouth in a deep and
hungry kiss that had the blond mewling in pleasure.

()()()

Staring at the little test, Padme took a deep breath. “…Well…
that’s new.” She mumbled, staring at the two pink lines.

Now what?

#inplainsight is my fav! And that last bit!! :)))) I would love love love the before the obi-wan goes to fight sidious – maybe planning or him just being ridiculously happy he gets to rip the bastards throat out with Anakin by his side? Fluff and nsfw is always welcome ;)

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“And with overwhelming support, Obi-Wan Kenobi will now step in as
Chancellor of the Republic after the confirmation of the vote of no
confidence in former Chancellor Sheev Palpatine.” The report
announced. “We cut now to a shot of the elected Chancellor first
appearance in the Senate.”

And that’s what it did, cutting to the Supreme Chancellor podium of
the man standing there alone with a humble look on his face, in his
Jedi tunics and groomed to the letter as he always looked. “My dear
senators, it is both an honor and a horror to be elected to this
position, as a peacekeeper and avowed neutral party of the Republic I
will do my duty as best can be and ensure the end of this war as soon
as possible. I hope that my election will be the coming term of peace
that we all so long for and that no more will have to die and suffer
for a meaningless war. As it would be too much power for one person,
I am renouncing my seat on the Jedi council until the Republic no
longer has need for a Jedi chancellor. I hope to do better then my
predecessor.” He bowed, the holos flashing around him to catch the
historical moment. “May we all find peace and democracy as our
guide.”

A glass slammed into the flatscreen, crushing into tiny glittering
pieces as the wine that had once been it slid slowly down the screen.
“WRETCHED LITTLE CRETIN!” Palpatine snarled, eyes flashing
between pale gray and yellow before he threw his sofa into the wall,
splintering it before forcing himself calm, least he get the
authorities called down on him in case the silencers around his
apartment weren’t secure enough.

Collapsing into one of his chairs, Sheev snarled to himself as he
glared at the stained holoscreen that still contained the image of
Kenobi smiling sadly at the public.

The Jedi, always in the place to serve and guide.

Now the supreme chancellor.

This was not good and Sheev best tighten his grasp around Dooku’s
neck lest the man get an idea.

No that would not do.

Sitting up, he scowled before taking a deep breath. “…I still
have pawns in play. Kenobi is just… just a bishop in the way.” He
calmed, smirking slightly. “He can only do so many moves…” He
took a deep breath, eyes flashing yellow once again before he got up.
“And the queen is still in move.” He watched the screen as Anakin
Skywalker meet his master when the podium lowered, the two Jedi
conversing. “…Enjoy your victory while it lasts Kenobi, because I
will make you scream by the end of this.” He chuckled.

()()()

Staring out the window of the Chancellor office, Obi-Wan eyed the
temple before chuckling and turning. “Well?”

“Perfect as always.” Anakin grinned, waving his hand to pull the
curtains to hide them from view. “The perfect Jedi in play, even as
a Chancellor. I think they all bit hook, line and sinker.” He laughed.

Sashaying to the blond, Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around the others
shoulders, grinning. “My dear Anakin, I have no idea what you’re
referring to. I am but a humble servant of the Republic, a Jedi to
the core.” He purred, eyes flashing yellow for a few seconds before
leaning up and pressing a kiss to the others lips. “They’ll offer
you a seat on the council at my recommendation, but not a masterhood,
not yet. You’re much too young for that.” He hummed, nuzzling
into the others cheek.

“Eh, I’m only accepting the council position for you anyhow.”
Anakin snorted, settling his hands on the others waist.

“They will of course be doing it only to ask you to spy on me.
Which you will do.” Obi-Wan laughed, backing the other towards a
couch and crawling into his lap when he had the blond sitting,
racking his hands into the others curls and holding on. “Information
filtered as you see fit to tell them.”

Humming, Anakin let Obi-Wan direct his head to the side as the
redhead started to kiss along his neck. “Really? You’ll let me
decide?” He sighed happily at the tiny, hungry kisses.

“Of course, I trust you my dear Ani, as I trust our dear Padme to
keep a hold on the Senate. Tell them what you think they have to hear
and retain what information you can about them for me.” The Sith in
disguise slowly lifted his head from the tanned neck to give Anakin a
long look. “Soon Palpatine will come for you, he will try to
convince you of my…deception. My craving for power. Let him think
you believe him, let him think you’re hesitant. Because the more he
thinks you trust him… the closer he’ll let you.” Obi-Wan
whispered.

Anakin’s breath hitched, hands squeezing down on the others hips
when those red lips brushed his teasingly.

“And the closer you get to him, the closer I get to revenge.” He
purred before staking his claim to Anakin’s mouth in a deep and
hungry kiss that had the blond mewling in pleasure.

()()()

Staring at the little test, Padme took a deep breath. “…Well…
that’s new.” She mumbled, staring at the two pink lines.

Now what?

#inplainsight please! Can we have the aftermath of the vote for no-confidence? Maybe with the other Jedi or just NSFW times as obi-wan happily ‘satisfies’/praises/rewards them??? :V

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“My clever lady.” Obi-Wan purred out as he came into sight,
prowling towards Padme who sat up hurriedly on the couch with a grin
on her face. “My wonderfully clever lady, however did you get them
to agree?” He chuckled, pushing the caff table out of the way with
a light Force shove, going down on one knee in front of her and
resting his hands on her knees, feeling the silky fabric beneath his
callused hands.

Leaning forward, Padme reached out and cupped his cheek with a wider
grin on her face. “Via Bail. I let him do the talking after
casually suggesting it.” She wiggled closer to him. “Who better
then General Kenobi? A man who gains nothing from such a position and
already knows what’s at stake. Who better then someone who will
fight for peace?” She leaned in and nuzzled their noses together.
“Best part of it all I’m not lying!” She beamed.

Obi-Wan barked out a laugh then pushed up, kissing her deeply,
pulling her from the couch and twirling her towards the bedroom
eagerly. “My lady you deserve your just reward!” And with that he
swept her off her feet and carried her to the bedroom.

()()()

“I’m not even going to ask how that happened.” Anakin said
dryly, staring at the lacy blue underwear hanging of the ceiling fan,
twirling slowly around and around.

Padme just smirked smugly and wiggled towards him, covered in hickies
and bite marks though not as much as Obi-Wan was.

Obi-Wan wasn’t really one for leaving marks or biting like his
lovers were though he enjoyed being marked and bitten.

“It was glorious Anakin.” Padme purred. “You should have seen
it~” She rolled onto her back, one pale leg exposed from the
sheets.

Anakin snorted then grinned and sat down, gently tickling the sole of
Obi-Wan’s left foot.

The Sith grunted then lifted his head from the pillow before grinning
at him. “Ani.” He greeted warmly, crawling towards him too but he
forewent the blanket all together and just crawled right into
Anakin’s lap, nude. Padme watched with obvious if sated interested
as she laid there with her head on her arms.

“Hey there Obi-Wan.” Anakin petted him, grinning.

The sith smirked back smugly before purring when the blond traced his
spine. “Do you want me too?” He questioned, wiggling in pleasure.
“I may be able t-”

“Mmmn, no, no I’m fine Obi-Wan.” Anakin kissed him lightly over
the collarbone and neck before drawing him into a softer kiss via the
lips, gentling him slowly and feeling how Obi-Wan melted into him at
the gentleness. “I just wanted to touch you.” Anakin grinned.
“You looked so warm and pleased.” He grinned wider.

Chortling, Obi-Wan rubbed his cheek against Anakin’s cloth covered
shoulder. “That’s because Padme has been so wonderfully clever.”

Sending the Senator an amused grin, Anakin wrapped his arms around
the nude man in his lap. “Oh I know. She’s very smart.”

Padme winked back smugly. “Well then Chancellor Kenobi, what is
your first act as Supreme Chancellor?” She purred.

Yellow eyes blazed with fire as Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around
Anakin’s shoulders with a heated smirk. “I’m going to crush
Palpatine of course~” He laughed.

Just a few days until the vote, it was going to be historical.

#inplainsight please! Can we have the aftermath of the vote for no-confidence? Maybe with the other Jedi or just NSFW times as obi-wan happily ‘satisfies’/praises/rewards them??? :V

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“My clever lady.” Obi-Wan purred out as he came into sight,
prowling towards Padme who sat up hurriedly on the couch with a grin
on her face. “My wonderfully clever lady, however did you get them
to agree?” He chuckled, pushing the caff table out of the way with
a light Force shove, going down on one knee in front of her and
resting his hands on her knees, feeling the silky fabric beneath his
callused hands.

Leaning forward, Padme reached out and cupped his cheek with a wider
grin on her face. “Via Bail. I let him do the talking after
casually suggesting it.” She wiggled closer to him. “Who better
then General Kenobi? A man who gains nothing from such a position and
already knows what’s at stake. Who better then someone who will
fight for peace?” She leaned in and nuzzled their noses together.
“Best part of it all I’m not lying!” She beamed.

Obi-Wan barked out a laugh then pushed up, kissing her deeply,
pulling her from the couch and twirling her towards the bedroom
eagerly. “My lady you deserve your just reward!” And with that he
swept her off her feet and carried her to the bedroom.

()()()

“I’m not even going to ask how that happened.” Anakin said
dryly, staring at the lacy blue underwear hanging of the ceiling fan,
twirling slowly around and around.

Padme just smirked smugly and wiggled towards him, covered in hickies
and bite marks though not as much as Obi-Wan was.

Obi-Wan wasn’t really one for leaving marks or biting like his
lovers were though he enjoyed being marked and bitten.

“It was glorious Anakin.” Padme purred. “You should have seen
it~” She rolled onto her back, one pale leg exposed from the
sheets.

Anakin snorted then grinned and sat down, gently tickling the sole of
Obi-Wan’s left foot.

The Sith grunted then lifted his head from the pillow before grinning
at him. “Ani.” He greeted warmly, crawling towards him too but he
forewent the blanket all together and just crawled right into
Anakin’s lap, nude. Padme watched with obvious if sated interested
as she laid there with her head on her arms.

“Hey there Obi-Wan.” Anakin petted him, grinning.

The sith smirked back smugly before purring when the blond traced his
spine. “Do you want me too?” He questioned, wiggling in pleasure.
“I may be able t-”

“Mmmn, no, no I’m fine Obi-Wan.” Anakin kissed him lightly over
the collarbone and neck before drawing him into a softer kiss via the
lips, gentling him slowly and feeling how Obi-Wan melted into him at
the gentleness. “I just wanted to touch you.” Anakin grinned.
“You looked so warm and pleased.” He grinned wider.

Chortling, Obi-Wan rubbed his cheek against Anakin’s cloth covered
shoulder. “That’s because Padme has been so wonderfully clever.”

Sending the Senator an amused grin, Anakin wrapped his arms around
the nude man in his lap. “Oh I know. She’s very smart.”

Padme winked back smugly. “Well then Chancellor Kenobi, what is
your first act as Supreme Chancellor?” She purred.

Yellow eyes blazed with fire as Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around
Anakin’s shoulders with a heated smirk. “I’m going to crush
Palpatine of course~” He laughed.

Just a few days until the vote, it was going to be historical.

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Blowing on his caff lightly Obi-Wan ignored the gazes of the rest of
the council on him. Honestly he felt giddy as hell, he had no idea
his suggestion to Padme would be taken so well with so many
councilors!

“…Did you know about this?” Mace questioned with forced calm as
he leveled Obi-Wan with a serious look, knowing his closeness to the
Naboo Senator.

Sipping his caff, Obi-Wan raised a brow. “I made the suggestion to
Senator Amidala, I did not know she would take the suggestion
seriously as it was said in jest at the time though the latter was a
proper surprise, that was Senator Organa’s suggestion also I
thought in jest.” He offered truthfully with calm.

Pinching her nose bridge, Depa stared almost pained at the Senate
hearing they were watching. “A vote of no confidence and a call for
a Jedi to step in as… unheard off.” She whispered. “Jedi are a
neutral body.”

Snorting, Obi-Wan sat up, holding his caff safely so it didn’t slop
over the rim of his mug. “The Jedi haven’t been neutral for a
long time, too consumed in the Republic’s politics and we have
certainly not been neutral since we entered the war, if we were
neutral we would have tried to peacefully negotiate with the systems
that wanted to leave or at least stayed out of it. Instead we
surrendered all our dogmas and became General’s for a slave army.”
He drawled.

“That is her-” Ka-Adi started.

“Its only heresy in the eyes of the of the blind. We are all
heretics from the moment we became General’s. Tell me honestly we
haven’t surrendered our principles and I will shut my mouth and go
tell Senator Amidala to rescind the bill to vote a Jedi in as an
emergency Chancellor.” He drawled before taking a new sip of caff.

Honestly you’d think he was doing something unforgivable but this
was a Alderaanian royal blend, expensive and rare!

A gift from Bail actually.

You didn’t waste a cup of it and he had only just freshly made it
when the emergency meeting had been called.

“If this vote of no confidence goes through, who will they want as
a candidate then as the Chancellor?” Shaak questioned, glancing
about the room.

“I imagine the delegates behind Amidala already has a candidate in
mind.” Plo murmured.

Snorting a bit, Yoda raised his cane, pointing at Obi-Wan who raised
his brows in return. “The candidate I already suspect we have here.
Friends you are with Amidala, suggested it you did.”

Blinking a bit, Obi-Wan thought it over quickly.

It did make sense if that was Padme’s plan but…

“I don’t know about sitting in such a position.” He frowned.
“I’m a council member and a high general. If I was elected into
such a position then I would at least have to rescind one if not both
other positions.” He argued.

Inwardly he marveled at the idea of such power, the power he would
have over that rat Palpatine, the power he would have to finally get
his revenge over the one who had taken away Qui-Gon and tried to steal
his Anakin…

Outward he didn’t change his frowning expression though.

Mace growled quietly. “I guess we just have to wait and see what
happens. Whatever it is, its the will of the Force. But heavens what
a timing for a vote of no confidence.” He mumbled.

“I imagine the Senators are tired of the war and Chancellor
Palpatine’s inability to end it even with Jedi support when its
gone on for three full years.” Eeth murmured quietly from his
position.

Obi-Wan watched the rest, sipping his caff.

“…Did you really have to bring you caff up here Obi-Wan?” Mace
grumbled, needing something to harp on about.

“Its Alderaniaan royal blend, a gift from Senator Organa for my
name day. Yes, I’m not wasting a fresh cup of that.” Obi-Wan
huffed. “There are very few pleasures left Mace, let me enjoy my
caff.” He mumbled grumpily. “Whatever happens here.” He
gestured to the still roaring Senate meeting. “Is out of our hands.
We can only wait.”

An uneasy silence settled over all of them.

Obi-Wan felt Yoda’s eyes on him as he continued finishing his cup
steadily with a smile hidden by the porcelain.

‘My clever, clever Padme, playing your cards so well, however did
you manage to convince the rest of your friends.’ He marveled
quietly.

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Blowing on his caff lightly Obi-Wan ignored the gazes of the rest of
the council on him. Honestly he felt giddy as hell, he had no idea
his suggestion to Padme would be taken so well with so many
councilors!

“…Did you know about this?” Mace questioned with forced calm as
he leveled Obi-Wan with a serious look, knowing his closeness to the
Naboo Senator.

Sipping his caff, Obi-Wan raised a brow. “I made the suggestion to
Senator Amidala, I did not know she would take the suggestion
seriously as it was said in jest at the time though the latter was a
proper surprise, that was Senator Organa’s suggestion also I
thought in jest.” He offered truthfully with calm.

Pinching her nose bridge, Depa stared almost pained at the Senate
hearing they were watching. “A vote of no confidence and a call for
a Jedi to step in as… unheard off.” She whispered. “Jedi are a
neutral body.”

Snorting, Obi-Wan sat up, holding his caff safely so it didn’t slop
over the rim of his mug. “The Jedi haven’t been neutral for a
long time, too consumed in the Republic’s politics and we have
certainly not been neutral since we entered the war, if we were
neutral we would have tried to peacefully negotiate with the systems
that wanted to leave or at least stayed out of it. Instead we
surrendered all our dogmas and became General’s for a slave army.”
He drawled.

“That is her-” Ka-Adi started.

“Its only heresy in the eyes of the of the blind. We are all
heretics from the moment we became General’s. Tell me honestly we
haven’t surrendered our principles and I will shut my mouth and go
tell Senator Amidala to rescind the bill to vote a Jedi in as an
emergency Chancellor.” He drawled before taking a new sip of caff.

Honestly you’d think he was doing something unforgivable but this
was a Alderaanian royal blend, expensive and rare!

A gift from Bail actually.

You didn’t waste a cup of it and he had only just freshly made it
when the emergency meeting had been called.

“If this vote of no confidence goes through, who will they want as
a candidate then as the Chancellor?” Shaak questioned, glancing
about the room.

“I imagine the delegates behind Amidala already has a candidate in
mind.” Plo murmured.

Snorting a bit, Yoda raised his cane, pointing at Obi-Wan who raised
his brows in return. “The candidate I already suspect we have here.
Friends you are with Amidala, suggested it you did.”

Blinking a bit, Obi-Wan thought it over quickly.

It did make sense if that was Padme’s plan but…

“I don’t know about sitting in such a position.” He frowned.
“I’m a council member and a high general. If I was elected into
such a position then I would at least have to rescind one if not both
other positions.” He argued.

Inwardly he marveled at the idea of such power, the power he would
have over that rat Palpatine, the power he would have to finally get
his revenge over the one who had taken away Qui-Gon and tried to steal
his Anakin…

Outward he didn’t change his frowning expression though.

Mace growled quietly. “I guess we just have to wait and see what
happens. Whatever it is, its the will of the Force. But heavens what
a timing for a vote of no confidence.” He mumbled.

“I imagine the Senators are tired of the war and Chancellor
Palpatine’s inability to end it even with Jedi support when its
gone on for three full years.” Eeth murmured quietly from his
position.

Obi-Wan watched the rest, sipping his caff.

“…Did you really have to bring you caff up here Obi-Wan?” Mace
grumbled, needing something to harp on about.

“Its Alderaniaan royal blend, a gift from Senator Organa for my
name day. Yes, I’m not wasting a fresh cup of that.” Obi-Wan
huffed. “There are very few pleasures left Mace, let me enjoy my
caff.” He mumbled grumpily. “Whatever happens here.” He
gestured to the still roaring Senate meeting. “Is out of our hands.
We can only wait.”

An uneasy silence settled over all of them.

Obi-Wan felt Yoda’s eyes on him as he continued finishing his cup
steadily with a smile hidden by the porcelain.

‘My clever, clever Padme, playing your cards so well, however did
you manage to convince the rest of your friends.’ He marveled
quietly.