It was yet another game of cat and mouse. You and the droid army had managed to push General Kenobi and his troops into the woods as they scrambled to take cover among the trees.
Oh, how you loved this part.
Walking deliberately slowly, lightsaber ignited by your side, you felt like a predator waiting on its prey, waiting to pounce.
In the distance you could hear the sound of blaster fire and the shouts of both droids and clones. You paid them no mind. You only had one thought engulfing your entire being. One Jedi...
"Kenobi..." you whispered softly.
The snap of a branch behind you.
The deranged smile on your face when you whipped around, your eyes darting in search of the familiar robe-clad figure, was frankly terrifying. You inhaled deeply. You could smell him.
Eyes blown wide with excitement, you began lurking towards the sound, weaving your way through every tree.
It was silent, apart from the hum of your lightsaber and your own deep breathing. The things he does to you - even when he's not there. All those sleepless nights, wishing your fingers were his own...it was never enough. You needed more than a thought. More than a memory.
"Kenobi," you called again, louder.
You giggled, putting a spring in your step as you continued your search. He was close.
"Obi-Wan?" you sang sweetly. The sound of his name from your lips felt like honey. Warm, gooey honey falling from your mouth.
The whirring of a lightsaber coming to life.
You turned, slowly. There he is.
"There's my little Jedi!" The maniacal smirk on your face was more than enough to put him on edge. He shifted under your gaze but his eyes remained determined.
You loved that look. You were about to have some fun.
He moved to a fighting stance, wordlessly. His eyes narrowed.
Now this was new. He never initiated. It was you who always took the lead. Honestly the change in behaviour excited you…
Not a single witty remark before your fight? Where was the foreplay?!
You pouted as you parried his strike. The red hue of your lightsaber and the blue of his merged, casting a purple glow across his beautiful face. You force-pushed him away before you got lost in the sight. He was truly intoxicating.
"Come now, Kenobi," you said, running madly towards him, your lightsaber raised high, ready to strike him down. "Whatever is the matter with you?"
He blocked the attack, of course. He was so strong. You loved that about him.
"Perhaps the fact that you and your Separatist friends just destroyed an entire city. Tell me, how many lives must you take until you're satisfied?" His voice was spilling with emotion before he charged at you.
You rolled your eyes as you easily blocked again, kicking him onto the dirt with the heel of your boot.
He was in one of those moods. Of course he was. But even when he sounded so pathetic, it only made you want him more.
"Oh, darling," you purred, your hand extended out in front of you, pinning him to the ground with the force. "If I had known killing all those people would get you so worked up like this, I would've done it ages ago."
He tried to knock you off your feet by sweeping at your legs, but you had already pounced, straddling him and twisting the hand that he held his lightsaber in, until he was forced to let it go with a grunt.
You brought your own lightsaber to his neck, the proximity to the heat causing sweat to drip down his forehead.
You brought your face down to his and grinned. "Gotcha,"
You observed him silently for a moment, staring into his wide eyes. So pretty.
He struggled against you but it was useless.
You had him. And you were loving every second. The way he was writhing against you in a desperate attempt of escape made your head swim.
You bit your lip at him, not bothering to hide your smile. "So eager to leave already?"
He finally noticed the way you were looking down at him. He parted his lips to respond but you couldn't take anymore, You pushed yourself forward and claimed his lips with yours.
He was frozen at first, and you felt his whole body tense beneath you.
Then you tossed your own lightsaber off to the side somewhere and slid one hand around his neck and placed the other firmly against his chest. You felt him start to kiss back and it was electric.
The warmth of his body against yours made you moan shamelessly into his mouth.
Finally. You had him. You had him and you were never letting go.
You continued to move your mouth against his, your lungs were burning for breath but you'd rather go cold and lifeless than take your mouth off of his.
The feeling of his hand hesitantly place itself on your lower back made you smirk against his lips. You grabbed it off of you and squeezed it tightly.
You opened your eyes to see his looking at you, his face flushed red. But then, you moved his hand down to your ass and placed it there firmly and he had to look away in embarrassment. You weren't having that.
The hand you had around his neck tightened until he choked and you grinned, eyes blown wide at the sight.
You were completely and utterly drunk on him. Your mind was running wild, playing fantasy after fantasy of things you were going to do to him.
But then it all crashed as he suddenly jerked his knee into your stomach.
You felt the air knock out of you as he threw you down onto the floor and rolled on top of you, calling his lightsaber to his hand and bringing it to your neck.
You were about to chastise him for his naughty behaviour but the sight in front of you made your mouth fall open.
He sat on top of you, breathing heavily, lips parted in exhaustion. The light of his saber illuminated his face in the most perfect way- you could see beads of sweat running down his face and a lock of his hair had fallen in front of his eyes.
You had never been so turned on in your life.
All you could do was watch as he pulled a comlink from his pocket and brought it to his lips. His lips- they still glistened with your saliva.
"Cody?" He somehow managed to keep his voice strong and clear. As if he hadn't been necking with a sith two seconds ago. "I'm going to need backup. I've got her."
He looked directly into your eyes as he said this.
You couldn't help but grin like a Cheshire cat. "Yeah you do,"
You knew his Commander heard you. Obi-Wan looked down at you reprimandingly and hung up. You blinked up at him innocently. He sighed and put away the comlink.
There was silence before you huffed.
"If we're not gonna fuck, then I have to go."
Obi-Wan raised a brow at you. "How exactly do you plan on that, my dear?"
He shook the lightsaber he held at your neck to emphasise his point.
You loved him though. You'd make him yours, just not today.
You grinned, bringing your wrist panel up to your mouth.
His eyes widened and as if on queue, blaster fire began to rain down on you from above.
With Obi-Wan distracted, you managed to throw him off you and summon your lightsaber back to your hand. Your battle ship lowered down and you jumped on, waving at Obi Wan as it ascended.
"Until next time darling. I'll be counting the minutes," you called, watching as he looked up at you until you disappeared into the clouds.
Yes, you were looking forward to next time.
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