Okkaaay so we're like immediately starting with the mature part. Read at your own risk!

Within seconds I had him moaning beneath me, sinful sounds falling from his lips as he tried his best to keep his posture. His fingers duck into the skin of my hips, leaving bruises as he leaned his forehead against mine, nudging his nose against mine. I smiled softly at the motion, loving the way he always sought closeness during all this and then left a path of kisses down his neck, humming along, enjoying the control I had over him a bit too much to his liking.

The way his walls broke down, the facade of the perfect jedi he always tried to keep up crumbling to reveal a man so vulnerable, so loving. It made butterflies appear in my stomach every second I looked at him. His cheeks reddened, his eyes glazed over and his normally perfectly styled hair now hanging in strands before his face.

My pace was slow and tormenting, giving him a taste of the same mischievous trick, he had used on me. Only, he couldn't endure as long as I did, he couldn't surrender control completely. He grasped my hand with a soft growl, pulling it back from him and lifting me up in his arms all in one move.

"Obi!" I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his neck to keep myself steady as he walked towards the bed. He swiped his hand and with that the entirety of the books and pages that were littered around were thrown off the bed and to the ground.

"Sorry, darling." Obi Wan whispered against my ear, hands squeezing my thigh which he had firmly taken a hold of. "I'm not done with you yet." Just like that he threw me on the bed, keeping a firm gaze on my eyes as he bent down to take off his boots, chest heaving up and down rapidly when he saw me crawling slowly back towards the end of the bed and towards him.

"We have all night, dear." I lifted myself on my knees, meeting his lips as my fingers undid his belt and pulled down his pants. Then, I slowly made my way down, showering his chest with kisses, following the defined lines of his muscles till my fingers hooked around the waistband of his underwear. There, I looked up at him daringly, meeting his lustful gaze as I slowly dragged it down his thighs.

His mouth fell open as I lowered myself even further, gently pressing soft kisses to his base as my hand delicately wrapped around him. Obi Wan closed his eyes and let his head fall back as I licked up all the way to the head, took him in my mouth and swiped my tongue over, groaning when I tasted the saltiness that had already formed.

As I slowly took him in fully he moaned loudly, biting his lip as I released him and lifted myself up again on my knees, pulling his face towards mine. "Now who's the one being loud?" I spoke against his lips before pressing mine against his, swiping my tongue over his bottom lip.

I could almost taste his grin as his hand went up to hold me in place, the other gently pushing against my shoulder and letting me down on the mattress.

Before he could climb over me I grasped his shoulders and turned us around, pinning him to the bed and pressing my palm against his chest to keep him there. Obi gasped, eyes widening, until he looked up at me with a stern but amused gaze. "Patience." I imitated him, narrowing my eyes as I slowly grasped the hem of the dress after making sure he wasn't moving again.

He only lifted his eyebrows in response, unimpressed, until I pulled the dress over my head and disregarded it to the floor a few feet away. His breath hitched in his throat, hands rising and grasping my waist as his eyes took in the view. "Stars, Lyanna, I, -"

The way he stuttered; the way adoration took over the look of lust on his face had me melting. I dove down, connecting our lips, letting myself drown in his warmth and love. Within no time his arms were wrapped tightly around me, his fingers knotting in my hair. When I moved my hips against him he groaned into my mouth, sending goosebumps all over my skin as I felt his hard member pressed against my lower body.

So, I kept on moving, drawing the same sound from him and making myself tremble with the pleasure that started to form. "Lyanna." Obi whispered against my lips, fingers delicately waving through my hair, pulling softly so I would look at him. Then, his thumb traced my bottom lip, eyes watching me closely as I waited for him to continue.

His gaze locked with mine, his other hand went to mine as he slowly rose off the bed till I was sitting in his lap. Fingers intertwining, he brought them to his chest, placing the palm of my hand against his warm skin.

"Sha'hani." I smiled, leaning my forehead against his. "Won't the other masters feel it?"

"Just feel me." Obi Wan whispered, placing a soft kiss on my lips and closing his eyes. I followed his lead, diving into his consciousness but not letting him into my own. As I dove in, I felt warmth enveloping me, love softening every edge of the real world. I felt his lips after, hands pulling me closer as I floated, as if living in a dream.

It was like I was in another galaxy all together. A different reality, one I craved to disappear in, one I dreaded to ever leave. I could vaguely feel his hold on my hips, and then a slow and pleasurable thrust that fluttered my eyes shut in one fluid moment. Feeling myself sink deeper, his hands holding me in place and his lips whispering soft words into my ear.

I felt myself unravel at the seams. My walls broke down as if they were made out of thin ice and all the anger I previously had dissaparated, as if it had never existed. I wanted to stay there for eternity, feel him like this forever.

When I felt his hand ascend over my back, drawing soft circles as he continued his slow, deep thrusts, my eyes shut wide open. It was like he had flicked on a switch when he touched the area just below my shoulder blades and before I knew it, my wings were extended and clouding the room, knocking several objects to the ground.

I was met by the sight of a startled Obi who quickly covered my mouth with his hand, eyes widened as they darted towards the door and listened for the sound of his troopers. Beneath his fingers, a grin started to spread over my face as I ruffled my feathers, stretching the muscles. I pushed him down to the mattress in one move, using my wings to keep me steady as I started to rock against him, felt him filling me entirely.

"Blast, -" He cursed instantly, hands involuntarily grasping my thighs and squeezing tightly at the sensation. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, moaning, lifting his own hips to meet mine to go even deeper. I had to hold onto his shoulders tightly, lest I completely lost balance by the stars covering my vision.

"Sir, we heard a commotion from inside, -" From afar we could hear the sound of his commlinks suddenly disrupting us, but I didn't care in the slightest. As Obi Wan struggled to decide on what to do, I kept moving, quickening the pace and smiling as he tried his hardest not to make another sound, eyebrows furrowing, creases forming between them. "is everything all right? Should we come in?"

Using the force, Obi used his last bit of resolve to pull his commlink to him, giving me a warning glare to keep quiet as he swiftly lifted it to his mouth to speak. "No, Cody, everything is, -" Cursing under his breath when I had lowered myself to him and started softly nibbling at the skin of his neck, he took a moment to control his breathing before continuing. "fine. I have everything under control here."

Lifting myself up from his neck, I lifted one questioning eyebrow, mocking him. "Oh, do you?" I whispered, too late to realise what he was about to do. He threw away the commlink as a now distant 'yes sir' sounded from it, flipped us around and pinned my hands above my head.

I couldn't help the excited feeling that spread through my limbs, nor the ever-growing knot below. "You are persistently disobedient tonight, aren't you?" Obi Wan narrowed his eyes, tightening his grip on my wrists, thrusting roughly inside me when he spoke the last words. The air was forced out of my lungs, teeth dragging over my lips to try and keep myself quiet.

"Maybe I should teach you a lesson." Voice dropping dangerously low, he continued with rough, deep thrusts that had me squealing beneath him, hanging by a thread. I tried to wriggle my hands out of his grasp but he didn't give me even an inch, his other hand grasping my neck and forcing me to look at him. My eyes met his blue ones and I felt myself drifting away again.

He lifted one of my legs over his shoulder, going even deeper and hitting that sweet spot inside of me. "To listen to your, -" Obi couldn't even finish his own sentence, groaning loudly and trying to muffle it by burrowing his face in my neck where his beard scratched the already sensitive skin. I was just as lost as he was, the pleasure blinding me, ready to fall off the edge any second.

When I felt him come undone with one last, deep thrust I broke apart with him, back arching off the bed, vision going white, a scream almost escaping my lips before he quickly muffled it with his hand.

My breathing was hard against his skin, our chests heaving up and down rapidly as we tried to catch our breaths. Slowly but surely, he released his grip on my wrists, pulled away his hand and instead used it to softly massage my muscles, lips gently pressing kisses to the spots he'd bitten before.

When we had both somewhat collected our breath he propped himself up, twinkling eyes meeting mine as a sweet smile played around his lips. "Are you all right, darling?" He asked, lowering himself to give one softer kiss on my lips.

"Far better than all right." I whispered back and followed him as he rolled us over, pulling me on top of him as he let his head rest on the pillows, letting out a deep, content breath. Closing my eyes, placing my hand on his chest, I listened to his heartbeat as it slowly slowed down. To finally be able to hear it again, to feel it thumb against my fingers was something I'd dreamed of for months.

I smiled, softy pecking his chest before laying my head back down and closing my eyes. After, I felt his own lips softly pressing against my forehead and his hand on my lower back, pulling me closer. "Never better." I mumbled contently.

"Hmmm." I could almost hear the smile as he hummed, feel the soft chuckle that rumbled through his chest. We laid there for what could've been hours, listening to each other's breath, feeling the sweet ecstasy in which our bodies resided, feeling the warmth of each other's embrace. It was pure heaven, and I didn't want to leave there ever.

As I felt my eyelids drooping closed, almost felt the sleep pull me under, a thought occurred to me that had irked me before. "Hey, Obi?" I whispered, feeling him hum shortly after in response. I lifted myself up on my elbows so I could look at him.

"I was wondering..." My fingers started playing with his beard, running through the coarse hairs absent minded. "How much... practice have you had?"

He quirked one eyebrow, falling silent for a moment as he processed what I was asking. "Practise?" Obi Wan repeated, scoffing softly. "What makes you think I need practice?"

"Everyone needs practice." I rolled my eyes in response, laughing softly. "It's not a bad thing. A woman's body is not an easy thing to pleasure, I know, and... you're not bad at it."

Obi Wan laughed, laying his head back down and closing his eyes, lifting his hand and rubbing his eyes. "I guess I should take that as a compliment."

"Well?" I knew he was avoiding the question for some reason, probably because he was still trying to seem like the perfect jedi. He only scoffed in response, looking up at the ceiling as he played with my hair. "Was that woman in the alley, the one who attacked us, one? What was her name..."

"Ventress?" Obi quickly interjected. "Force, no." I chuckled in response after seeing his bewildered expression. "I've had... a few." He admitted with a sigh, refusing to meet my gaze. "One I've told you about already. Others, well... let's say it didn't mean anything." I watched him closely, studying his expression, every single detail of him. I was so smitten and I wasn't even trying to hide it anymore.

"Not like you." He added as he looked at me, hand going up to stroke a strand of hair behind my ear. Obi smiled as I quickly planted a kiss on his palm, but then his expression shifted to a confused one. "Wait... what do you mean you know?"

I chuckled at him, shaking my head. "Ooh, you jedi. So oblivious, so naive."

"Princess." He pressed on, slightly sitting up so he could look at me better.

"I've had women and men both." I told him, leaning my head on my knuckles. Obi fell silent after that and I could see his thoughts racing, the gears in his head turning. "Does that trouble you?" Lifting one eyebrow, I wondered.

"No, stars, of course not." He quickly said. "I..." Obi laid back down, letting out a deep breath in thought. "Not every culture is as open and accepting as yours concerning such matters." He told me. "I'm just happy that you had the freedom to do so. People like you, or Stefan, they get prosecuted on some planets, purely because they loved the 'wrong person'."

"Hmm." I hummed softly, watching him closely. "I've never cared much for gender or a person's appearance. I care about this." I put my hand over his chest, feeling his heartbeat against my palm. "About whom a person is, inside. Their hopes, their beliefs, their vision. It paints a far more beautiful picture than the outside ever could. It's the same for almost everyone back on Valeria, actually."

I looked up to see his reaction and was met only by pure wonder. Obi smiled proudly, his gaze softening. "I do have a thing for bearded, blue eyed warriors though."

He laughed in response, pulling me closer against him again. "Of course, you do, princess." Obi Wan chuckled. "Of course, you do."

I smiled along with him, watching him close his eyes again and relax completely. He looked so serene, so pure, so perfect. I almost started to believe I wasn't enough for him. The anger, the fear that troubled me was scary and I didn't want to burden him with it. Yet, here he was, even after everything that had happened he chose to stay with me. Only, he couldn't do that forever.

"Obi." His eyes shot open, his eyebrows drawing together when he heard the sudden loss in my voice. I sighed deeply, eyes darting down and watching my fingers playing with the few soft hairs on his chest. "How long do you plan on keeping me here?"

Obi Wan's expression fell, eyes staring up at the ceiling as he tried to collect his thoughts. "You know I can't stay forever." I continued, biting my lip. "Aidan, he's a good king, but he needs me with him. Valeria needs me." Diverting my eyes back to his, I watched as thoughts swirled through his head. Laying my head down on my arms that were placed upon his chest, I waited. "Talk to me."

He took in a deep breath, refusing to meet my gaze. "Things have gotten a lot more complicated than we originally predicted, my dear princess." Obi said. "I fear that if we send you back, the threat of your attacker will only follow you." His frown deepened. "I fear I've led you into a dangerous situation that I can't get you out off."

"Obi." When I saw the guilt in his eyes, my hand quickly shot up to cradle his face, thumb gently drawing circles on his skin. His hand wrapped around my wrist as he sadly smiled, placing a kiss on my palm and then placing it back on his chest.

"In any case, it's not up to me. The council has the deciding vote, I'm afraid." He relaxed again, closing his eyes, pulling me tighter against him. "Now, sleep, my darling. You'll need the rest."

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