#lightside au

“Too bad we don’t have-” without a word, Maul threw the package of a needle and a kriffing earring into the bed next to the piercing machine “-a needle and an earring” Obi-wan ended pointlessly with a sight “what else are you hiding in there?” he said pointing at Maul’s robes.

“You really want to know?” he said provocatively with a smirk.

Obi-Wan felt his face go warm.

“I dare you” he snapped.

“What?!” Maul's whole demeanor changed.

“I dare you to pierce your ear,” Obi-wan said with a grin.

“Tha- That's not fair! I dare you!”

“You know the rules, I said it first, you can dare me back until you complete the challenge.”

Maul opened his mouth and closed it again.

He knew the rules well, they made them up years ago as younglings when they started daring each other into doing ridiculous things: eat a spoon of salt, learn teräs käsi, speak like master Yoda for a week, talk to the pretty nautolan girl that used to work at the hangar, do a thousand pushups, train with two lightsabers...

“Damn you, Ke-”

Before he could finish, Obi-Wan kicked him behind the knees making him lose his equilibrium falling straight into the bed with a small groan. Maul tried to turn slightly to push himself up or kick Obi-Wan away, but he was quicker, and force push the zabrak against the pillows, flat on his back. He nearly jumped over Maul, straddling him, and taking his wrists, lifting his arms above his head, immobilizing the zabrak so he couldn’t force push him back.

Maul’s hearts jolted when he saw Obi-wan smiling down at him breathing heavily, cheeks flushed. He probably looked the same, the blush was less obvious, but he could feel his face warm. In fact, all his body felt pleasantly warm under Obi-Wan's. He wanted to groan again but decided to shut up, afraid, that instead, he would moan.

“So” Obi-Wan asked breathlessly with a lopsided grin “left ear or right ear?”

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“Kriff!”

“Damn you Kenobi, if you just happened to blow my ear off...”

“Don't be ridiculous, your ear is still there, it's just... I didn't imagine there would be so much blood.”

“You did something wrong!”

“No! The earring is there already!”

“Master Krell is going to kill me.”

“Don´t be over dramatic, Maul!” Obi-Wan kept stuffing tissues under the zabrak’s ear. “There,” he said, relieved in his voice and smiling, “no more blood! We did it!”

The zabrak rolled his eyes at him.

“I want to see how you butchered my ear,” he said pushing Obi-Wan softly away so he could stand up and walk to the fresher. Obi-Wan put a hand to his own chest and raised his eyebrows in mock-incredulity.

“You are fine, I'm great at this.”

“Yeah, you should start piercing everybody’s ears, I bet Master Qui-Gon would love it”

Maul listened to Obi-Wan's giggle as he watched himself in the mirror. His ear, of course, was still there. There was a little bit of blood and it kinda swollen but the silver earring on the upper cartilage of his left ear definitely stood out against his black skin.

He liked it.

“Were you nervous?” Obi-wan asked softly behind Maul, looking at him through the mirror.

“What?”

“While I was doing it, you were stiff,” he explained.

“Sort of” the zabrak lied and watched as Obi-Wan reached out and wiped delicately the remaining blood from his ear. Maul tried not to lean over the touch.

       She didn’t really need to answer.  The fact she was in her room and not with him or Obi Wan was answer enough.  Still, she nodded a yes.

       He didn’t seem to know what to say either.  Averting his gaze, his eyes quickly found the packed bag sitting on her bed. The pressed line then turned to a more distinct frown.

       “Were you planning on leaving without saying goodbye?”

       A twinge of guilt twisted her stomach.  “I thought it would be easier.”

       “How?” 

       He didn’t snap at her.  Maul didn’t snap, but his tone left a chill in her that bit just as much.

       “Easier for me,” she amended.

       His eyes found hers, their dark blue holding her in suspense. After a moment’s examination, his shoulders relaxed.

       “Have I told you, you’re an idiot today?” he said, dryly.

       She couldn’t stop the small smile from touching her lips. 

       “No, but it’s only three thirty.”

       “Well, you’re an idiot.”

       She breathed out a light laugh before taking a quick glance behind his shoulder.

       “I’m surprised Obi Wan isn’t with you.”

       The frown came back to his features as his shoulders slumped in tired defeat.

       “He’s with Master Odan.  Apparently, he still thinks he can convince her to let you stay.”

       Jayna shook her head.  “It wasn’t her decision to make.  Or the council’s for that matter.”

       “I know,” Maul said.  There was something else in his voice now, a strain she had never heard before.   “This really is goodbye, isn’t it?”

       Her eyes softened, recognizing exactly what was pushing against his throat. “Only for now.”

       “How do you know?” His gaze met hers again. There could be no denying that sadness and hurt behind them.

       She offered him a gentle smile and playful shrug in return.  “Because I like annoying you too much to let you off that easily.”

       He let out a strangled laugh, which was exactly what both of them needed.

       “I should have known,” he lamented.

       “You’re right, you should have,” she teased, but only for a moment. Sincerity quickly snuck back into her tone.

“I’m going to miss you too.”

       He nodded, appreciating she caught his exact meaning without him having to say the words out loud.

       “Where will you go?” he asked.

       She shrugged. I’m not sure. Wherever the force takes me I suppose.”

       She didn’t feel scared at the prospect.  In fact, it was the most free she had felt since before she could remember.  The galaxy was a big place and she now had the chance to explore every inch of it.

       Maul nodded in understanding.  Pushing himself off the door frame, he walked further into the room.

       “Well, if it’s going to be the force guiding you; you might need this.”

       Digging into his robe, he pulled out a string of leather.  Tied in the center, was a crystal Jayna recognized very well.

       “That’s my kyber crystal,” she whispered, her eyes widening in awe. “How...?”

       “I grabbed it before the guards could send your lightsaber back to the Crucible,” he explained. “I’m not sure what they were going to do with the crystal, but I don’t think it will be missed.”

       She felt a stab of pain at the thought of her lighsaber being taken away only to be pulled apart for parts.  But, she supposed another padawan would find a use for them.  The crystal, however, was hers and would only ever be hers.

       She took the necklace, feeling a pleasant warmth spread through her body.  The force was still alive, pulsing steadily in the palm of her hand.

       Without a word, she turned her back to Maul and pulled her braid away from her neck.

       He got the message.  Carefully, he took each end from her offering hands and tied it securely around her neck.

       Jayna couldn’t tell if it was the crystal or the brush of Maul’s fingers on her skin that made her shiver.  Either way, she liked it and didn’t want the feeling to go away. 

       And it didn’t.  Even when she could feel the necklace dangle from her neck, Maul’s fingers didn’t leave her skin.  They lingered there, brushing a small circle just where her neck met her back.

       Her breath hitched. She could feel her heart beat hard against her chest.  She wanted to ask something, but what exactly she wasn’t sure.  She just knew she wanted to feel more of his skin against her own.

       It wasn’t the first time this thought had crossed her mind.  But, then she had been bound by the Jedi Code.  And now? Now she was free.

       Jayna opened her mouth, ready with the words on her lips, just at the moment Maul stepped away from her.

       The words caught and Jayna turned to face him.

       He wasn’t looking at her.  His attention was now strictly on what must have been a very interesting part of the floor.

       This was the perfect moment for her to make a joke, break the tension and have them continue on as if nothing had happened.  But, she didn’t want to do that.  She didn’t have to do that anymore.

        “I want to give you something.”

       Maul shook his head. “You don’t have to.”

       “I know I don’t have to.  I want to,” she insisted. “Close your eyes.”

       That at least got him to look at her. 

       He opened his mouth to protest, but stopped as soon as he started.  He recognized that look.  There would be no point in arguing. 

       Taking a breath, he did as she asked and close his eyes.

       Jayna smiled and allowed herself a moment to appreciate the view. 

He really was handsome in his own way.  Over the years she had watched his round face grow more defined with age leaving behind high cheekbones and a strong jaw line.  His black tattoos only brought more attention to the beautiful crimson of his skin.  Even his horns gave the impression of a natural crown placed upon the head of a noble warrior prince, at least to her eyes.

       Taking a chance, she did something she had always wanted to do. She cupped his cheek, allowing her thumb to trace the line dividing red from black along his jaw.

       Maul’s breath hitched at the contact, but he did not open his eyes.  Instead, he leaned into her touch.  Not by much.  Just a hair.  Nobody else would have noticed, but her.  And she did notice.

       She was all the sudden very grateful for her height.  Being eye to eye made the next part much easier. 

       Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to his. 

       It was a soft kiss; tentative, brief, but still brimming with longing. There was no other way she could kiss him.

       He didn’t kiss her back. She hadn’t expected him too. This was just one last thing she wanted to do before she left.

       Pulling away, she found Maul already looking at her, his expression unreadable.

       “Was that really for me?” he asked.

       Jayna gave him a half smile, feeling her cheeks warm.  “I guess not.  But you said yourself, I didn’t have to get you anything.”

       He didn’t laugh.

       For a moment, Jayna wondered if she had crossed a line. That was, until he reach out a hand to cup the back of her neck, pulling her closer.

       “You could give me something,” he murmured, his warm breath curling against her lips.

        She wasn’t given a chance to say something smart as he kissed her back with a passion.

      Jayna didn’t question it.  She surrendered to his touch without hesitation, her whole body burning in the heat of it.

       His hands quickly moved her her waist, pulling her flush against his body. 

       She let out a soft moan at the sensation.  Her arms wrapped around his torso allowing her hands to grip at his shoulders and the back of his neck.  She needed more.  She wanted more.

       Evidently, so did Maul as he traced his tongue against her bottom lip.  She obliged opening her mouth just enough for them to deepen the kiss.

       It was dizzying and messy and more than she could have hoped for.  Nothing else existed except the two of them.

        She was so unaware of anything else, she hadn’t realized they were walking backwards until the back of her legs hit the bed.

        The two of them toppled over in an ungraceful heap.  But, it wasn’t enough to stop their exploring touches.  If anything the pressure of Maul’s body on top of hers and the feeling of her beneath him only drove them further.

        As if on instinct, Jayna moved up the bed, bringing Maul with her.  He slid easily between her legs as if he was always supposed to be there.

        Jayna’s moans grew louder as he squeezed her thighs, guiding her legs around his waist. This was all so new and perfect. She didn’t want to stop. She didn’t have to. Who was going to stop her? She didn’t owe anyone anything.

       Maul pulled his lips from her, breathing hard.  His dark blue eyes now almost black as he held her gaze in a small entirety.

        She wanted to ask why he stopped, but the way he was looking at her make her throat dry and her mind freeze. 

        His gaze drifted carefully over her features as if committing every inch of her skin to memory. 

        She supposed he would have to.  She was leaving after all.

        Her heart sunk at the thought. 

       She was leaving. Maul was staying.

He would never leave the order.  His life was bound by the Jedi Code and always would be.  It was what he valued most in the galaxy. She might be able to walk away, but Maul never could.  And she was putting it all in jeopardy just because she wanted him.

       She needed to stop this, now, before she made it worse.  No matter how badly she wanted him, she couldn’t be selfish.  Not with him, not for anything.

         He leaned in to kiss her again, only for her to press her hands against his chest, keeping his lips away from her own.

        “I need to go,” she whispered.

        He froze at her words. He stared down at her. A flurry of emotions streamed across his face; hurt, longing, confusion, frustration. But soon, one by one they faded away until there was only reality left.

He closed his eyes, taking a breath as his forehead rested against her own.

        “I know.”

        She smiled sadly. The fact that he understood only made it worse.

        She raised her head, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. It lacked the heat, but none of the emotion. One last goodbye.

        He kissed her back just as gently, just as sweetly. That was a description she never thought she’d apply to him, but there it was.

        Reluctantly, he rolled off of her. The cool air came like a shock to her system, but a needed one.

        For a moment they laid without a word spoken between them.  Only their breathing penetrated the heavy silence.

       Slowly, Jayna sat up.  Glancing around the room, she spotted her bag on the floor.  It must have been pushed aside in their heated daze. 

She felt a warmth come to her cheeks at the thought, but brushed it aside as she leaned down and grabbed it off the floor.

       It was light, but that was no surprise.  Jayna didn’t have much to her name aside from a few change of clothes and a small collection of holos.  Nobody in the order really had much. 

       Her hand went to the crystal around her neck.  Well, she had a bit more than others. 

Rising from the bed, she made sure to tuck her necklace under her shirt. She didn’t get the chance to even take a step before a hand stopped her.

        She turned to find Maul half propped up on the bed, his fingers grasping onto hers. 

He opened his mouth to speak, but the only word to come out was quiet, “Jayna...”

        He didn’t need to say anything more than that.  Clasping his hand tighter, she gave it a light squeeze.

        “I know.”  Her lip twisted up in was she hoped was a teasing smile. “I’ll be seeing you around,” she promised.  “I’m not letting you go this easily.”

        He smiled in return.  It wasn’t much, just a half-hearted thing really. But, he didn’t fight her and that was something. 

        Giving his hand once last squeeze, Jayna let go and walked away.