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STAR WARS: REVENGE OF THE SITH 2005 | dir. George Lucas

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only a sith deals in absolutes - part 1

obi-wan kenobi x senator!fem!reader

warnings: drinking, talk of sex, oral (fem reveiving), sort of dub/con if you squint, squirting, very un-jedi behavior, use of the title of ‘master’, under 18 dni

word count: 2,044

a/n: since i saw that george lucas stated that the jedi can have sex, i have not known peace so here’s my thoughts ;)

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Being a senator in the Galactic Senate was a stressful job, one you loved but stressful nonetheless. The senate was in the middle of deciding on a bill to send troops into a very dangerous neutral zone in the war, negotiations were tense. Your home planet was allies of Naboo so you worked closely with Senator Amidala and therefore worked with Master Kenobi and General Skywalker often. The four of you were often together recently due to the upcoming decision that had to be made, and all four of you had different opinions. Even though no one else knew it, especially Obi-Wan, you could see the connection between Anakin and Padme very clearly. It often meant you and Master Kenobi would be left alone when the General would ‘walk Padme back to her rooms’, at least that was always the excuse. On this particular night you convinced him to go out for a drink after finishing up discussions on the war front.

“Oh, thank you for coming out with me Master Kenobi, I haven't just sat and had a drink in ages,” despite the familiarity, you two were surprisingly professional. You both still called each other by your formal titles, you always thought he would drop it at some point but he hadn't so you didn't either. You had known Obi-Wan for years and through those years you had seen him grow into the successful and handsome man he is today. As he grew into his title of Jedi Master, you suddenly found yourself wanting to be around him a whole lot more. You would make excuses to talk to him or brush your hand on his arm. The fact that through all of this, he still remained a perfect oblivious gentleman made you attracted to him all the more. When his icey blue eyes would lock with yours, you felt like if you exhaled you would melt into a puddle on the floor. You two sat in a small curved booth in the back of a bar in the upper levels of Coruscant, sipping on bubbly green liquid that you almost didn't want to know the name of.

“Of course, Senator, anything for you,” you clink your glasses with a small cheers. The small compliment made your pulse flutter. You took a large swig of the drink and leaned sideways in the booth to face your friend. “I’m not sure why Anakin and Senator Amidala didn't come with us,” you laughed a little at his ignorance of the situation.

“You're telling me you don't see it, between them?” You didn’t understand how you could know someone so smart and so naive at the same time.

“What do you mean ‘between them’?” He looked genuinely lost.

“Oh my dear Obi-Wan, you're a smart man. I know you're not blind which means you're in denial. Those two can’t keep their eyes off each other,” you giggled a little as his face twisted with misunderstanding.

“If Anakin was doing something like that, I’d know about it,” he took another sip of the emerald liquor. Both of you recognized that you just called him by his first name, which had never happened before. You exchanged awkward smiles and finished your drinks before ordering another round.

“Why is that? That Jedi can’t have relationships?” You found him flushed by this question. He was quite sensitive about the topic apparently, maybe there was some mystery to Master Kenobi.

“The strong connection can impair our judgement and possibly lead to falling to the Dark Side. We are meant to bring peace, and for that we need clear heads.”

You knew he was a stickler for rules and a quite stubborn man, so you had to find a loophole. “Ok, so relationships are off the table, what about sex?”

He practically spit his drink out at the word, you knew he was quite uptight but not like this. He wouldn't look you in the eye and his cheeks quickly filled with color. For a Jedi Master you had never seen him look so… cute. “Uh, you know I have heard a few - um - Jedi have experienced…” His sudden demure attitude was making you giggle, so you decided to take it further.

“Experienced… sex? It's quite natural Master Kenobi, nothing to be ashamed of. And you really expect me to believe you’ve never indulged yourself?”

“Well actually…” he trailed off before picking up his glass. You two were past tipsy at this point and both feeling brave.

You looked at him with pure shock written on your face. “What? No, the honorable Master Kenobi? I don't know if I believe that!” Whether you believed it or not, you wanted to see his reaction.

“Believe what you want but I'm no selabate monk,” his words showed slight offence but his lips bore the most devious smile you had ever seen.

You threw up your hands in fake defense. “Alright, whatever you say,” you took another long drink, your gaze never leaving his. Obi-Wan’s face suddenly morphed into something dark and serious. Now he had something to prove, he always knew he harbored attraction towards you but never knew how to go about acting on it. He didn't know you felt the same but it was becoming increasingly obvious. He knew if he didn't cease this opportunity he might never get another.

“I can prove it to you if you’d like, my darling,” your mouth suddenly went dry, but your panties were practically soaked. Hearing him call you darling, my darling, in that lovely Coruscanti accent was making your head swim while his cerulean eyes were roaming your face. Your lips were slightly parted and your eyes were all but black with lust, proving Obi-Wan was right, you did feel the same. You were both moving towards each other without even noticing, now only inches away from each other. As your legs now touched, you let the liquor take over and you put your hand on his thigh, a bold move for either of you.

“Master Kenobi, I -” He let out almost an imperceptible grovely moan before threading his hand around the back of your neck and crashing his lips into yours. It started out sweet, quickly turning into something rough and needy. Your hands flew into the folds of his robes and pulled him even closer, you practically on his lap. Neither of you exactly knew how you got there but you ended up in your quarters, grabbing and ravaging each other. You quickly made your way to the large couch in the middle of the common room, straddling his lap.

As you nipped and licked at his neck, you felt his pulse under your lips speeding up with each kiss. His grip on your hips was like a vice and if he let go you felt like you would fall apart. Before long Obi was flipping you onto your back and crawling onto the ground in front of you, lifting your long dress, kissing his way up your legs. Your hands weaved their way into his sandy blonde hair, anchoring him near your hot core. You quickly learned that he was a tease, kissing you outside of your thin undergarments and running his fingers lightly over the seams, making your whole body shiver.

“My, look at you, you're soaking for me little one,” his smooth words alone were making your eyes roll into your head. His nimble fingers were hitting every spot except the place you needed him most.

“Don't be -ah- a tease Obi,” you moaned as he pried your legs apart further and littered your inner thighs with sloppy kisses. Just to defy you further he kissed your clothed clit with the lightest of touches, somehow driving you more insane. He hooked his finger in the side of the thin fabric, his finger brushing the sensitive skin there. Pulling the fabric aside, he lightly traced his tongue along the very outer folds of your already dripping pussy. You groaned in response at the barely-there touch, gripping his hair even harder. “Oh for the love of the Maker, that's not nice,” you could feel the smirk on his face, his scruff tickling your thighs.

“You have to tell me what you want darling,” he was still making small shapes in your skin, getting close to your bundle of nerves but never close enough. His breath was fanning your wetness, the air causing a new sensation that made your toes curl.

“I want you Obi, please…” Your voice was unrecognizable, nothing but moans coming out.

“I'm here little one, you'll have to be more specific,” he was loving this advantage he had over you, making you see that he was in fact not a selabate monk. That bastard.

“I want your m-mouth - on me, please,” you couldn't stay still, your hips bucking against nothing, needing stimulation. While you were writhing, grasping at him, begging him to do anything, he was slowly dragging your panties down your legs, fully exposing your core to the open air. He finally attached his lips to your swollen clit, starting to sate your need for him. You moaned as his tongue started to form tight circles around the sensitive bundle, already building your pleasure.

“Oh - fuck, Obi!” hearing you say his name spurred him on further, licking a long stripe up your folds. You never would have expected this from him, you knew he was a selfless man but you never knew he was this vigorous with his affections. He had his hands wrapped around your thighs, holding you against his face giving you no room to move. You were already completely consumed by him so when he added a finger into your fluttering core you just about lost your mind. He made quick work of curling his finger into the spot that made your legs numb.

“Mmm oh maker, that feels so g-good,” he was moving at a hypnotic pace, just fast enough to feel your orgasm building up. “Ma-Master Kenobi, I’m -”

The use of his formal title drew a small growl from his chest while he added another finger. He began to pump and curl his fingers faster now as his tongue still lapped at your clit. He knew exactly how to draw pleasure out of you like he had done it a thousand times before. You felt yourself clenching around his fingers, knowing you were tumbling towards the precipice. You were a hysterical mess of moans and groans, clawing at Obi-Wan’s soft locks. He knew that when your legs started to shake you were done for. He sped up his movements, feeling you nearing your climax, wanting you to feel nothing in the galaxy except the immense pleasure he was giving you.

He lifted his head to look into your eyes. You whined at the loss of his tongue. “I want you to come for me, little one,” you were delirious and almost on command you came undone as he reattached his lips to your pulsing clit. You were in a free fall of the most intense orgasm you had ever experienced. Obi-Wan kept up his movements as you came down slowly, lapping up everything you gave him. When you were conscious again you leaned up to grab his face and taste yourself on his tongue. You noticed his beard now glistening with your wetness, realization hit you quickly.

“Maker, that's never happened before,” you kissed him deeply, now on the floor with him.

“Glad I could deliver,” he had the most smug smile on his face, showing a different side of the Jedi that you’d never seen. You tasted the sweetness of yourself on his lips as you reached down to undo his robes. His grip was on your wrists in a second, urging you to stop. You looked at him, confused. “To be continued my darling, we have meetings in the morning,” he helped you to your feet and walked you to the door. “Get your rest, you'll need it.”

He kissed your cheek lightly and walked out, your hand trailing after his. You stood there a moment in pure shock before walking to your bedroom. War meetings were going to be a hell of a lot more interesting now.

PART TWO HERE

MASTER LIST

This story happened a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. It is already over. Nothing can be done to change it.

it just so happens that today, the 23rd of March, is this old boat’s stuck day. boat stuck in the canal. boatstuck