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The door clicks shut behind Qui-Gon and suddenly they’re alone. Obi-Wan is immediately confronted by the thought this is the first time they’ve been alone together and his heart quickens at the thought, cheeks blossoming into a faint rosy hue. Qui-Gon would only be away for a few hours: checking in with the Council’s instruction and reporting back that they had made contact with the Duchess. Only a few hours with the most beautiful girl he’d ever met, he could survive that.

Averting his gaze, the young padawan fiddles anxiously with the ends of his cloak’s sleeves. This is ridiculous, the reasonable side of his brain scoffed. You’re a Jedi padawan whose been through much worse than making polite conversation with some Duchess.

❛ If you need me for anything, Your Highness, I am at your service, ❜ it seems the most civil thing to say -- and Kenobi had been trained to act diplomatically civil in all activities. He accompanies the statement with a slight bow, still making sure his embarrassment gaze didn’t land on her. No. He didn’t need to be distracted right now. Not by some Duchess who probably barely knew his name.

There is a burgeoning fire which threatens to consume them both. Perhaps it had been ignited years ago, burning through the thick layers they had put between them and only now they began to feel the embers spark against their skin. Perhaps Satine had always felt as though she was burning, it was only Obi-Wan who had escaped the flames. But no man - no matter how skilled - can avoid a fire in a locked room.

▸▸ MEME.GIVE OBI-WAN A NEW YEARS KISS. 

The sound of fireworks recedes into the distance, the two of them lost in each other to even comprehend the jubilant atmosphere. There’s cheering far below from the street party, a new year is ushered in as a momentous occasion.

▸▸ START.BEAUTY AND THE BEAST STARTERS.

Curled up together, the sun setting on the near-luminous Mandalore. Obi-Wan had always preferred dawn over dusk but had learnt to enjoy it after noticing the shades of gold it cast in his wife’s hair. He presses a soft kiss to the bell of her ear, a hand running through the soft locks of their daughter’s hair as she slept nestled across their laps.

✧ THE   BORGIAS   SENTENCE   PROMPTS

He knew. Of course, he knew.

Lounging in bed at night - accompanied by the dim glow of datapad as Obi-Wan finished off reading a chapter from his book - he had first sensed the stirrings of life. Glancing over at his sleeping wife, it only took him a moment to figure out what it could possibly be. A warm smile overtook his features - one which had yet to leave him, excitement burning in his stomach as he reached out ever so slowly to press his hand to Satine’s tummy. There was no hint of a bump, yet Obi-Wan could feel the gentle thrum of life within her. He almost laughed in his glee, clamping a hand over his mouth to stop himself from waking the Duchess up.

The problem was Satine didn’t know, and Obi-Wan was not about to tell his wife she was pregnant before she had a chance to figure it out herself. Force sensitivity rather complicated the dramatic reveal, and Obi-Wan had spent time practising his reaction when Satine eventually did tell him.