#tatoonie

Plus it had been so long since he’s seen her she could have someone else, she could be married for all he knew. If she was he didn’t know what he would do with himself, he’d miss her to much. He’s missing being able to stop in and spend late nights with her, it’s bad enough he doesn’t get to have Anakin with them. He’d miss her with all his heart. He never wanted to forget seeing her happy, or seeing her when she’s fighting.

“Master, where are you going?” Anakin said as they entered the small town on tantoonie. They had came to see Anakin’s mother for the first time in a few years.

“I’m going to get a drink” he said looking at his Padawan who once again raised his eyebrows in more confusion.

“Are you aloud to drink master?” He asked calmly.

“On occasion.” His face gave him away, as his eyes darted towards the door to the cantina to see who was leaving. Disappointment skimmed over his features as it wasn’t who he was looking for, and Anakin knew it.

“You’re going to see (y/n) aren’t you?” He asked with a smug grin on his face.

“What makes you think that?” He asked looking at his Padawan again, eyebrows furrowing together.

“Every time we come to Tatoonie...” Anakin starts as he walks towards the cantina with his master. “You’re always excited to go to the cantina even tho you don’t drink, “ he looked at Obi-Wan “now the only reason that could be is because of a women, or a man I’m not judging master.” Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. “But your eyes light up when I say her name, and you try to look for her in every place of your mind on the way over here.”

“Stay out of my mind Anakin” Obi-Wan said as they entered the bar. Shock went over Kenobi’s face and pride over Anakin’s at what they saw.

(Y/n) had a man on the floor under her boot, and two at the end of her blasters in a stand off. She had more then two guns pointed at her but she was calm and collected, she was so calm she could mirror a Jedi. Her hair was much longer then Obi-Wan remembered and her lip was bleeding. Somehow she still looked good, but now she definitely looked good. Jabba the Hutt moved over towards them to settle the disagreement.

“Now now, everyone lower your weapons there is no need to kill anyone else.” Normally he wouldn’t care but two of the dead men were his. He truly adored (y/n) and the way she did things but if anyone else died it would cost him a lot of money. They all lowered there weapons and stepped away, calming down and going about there day like nothing happened.

Obi-Wan was still in shock when (y/n) noticed he was there, she ran over hugging him tightly. His arms wrapped around her and he smiled, Anakin couldn’t help but feel happy with how happy he looked in that moment.

“Obi-Wan!” She said smiling at him as she pulled away to see his face. Her smile was brighter then a thousand suns and he could never get enough of it. Somehow after everything she’s done he still found her to be a pure soul. “You didn’t tell me you were coming!” She smiled and looked over next to him.

“And Anakin...” she smiled moving over to him, grabbing his face to look over his features, they’d both grown up so much but so had Obi-Wan. “Look at you...Your mother would be so proud!” She said smiling.

“That’s actually why were here, well... why I’m here.” He said glancing over to Obi-Wan, it caused (y/n) to giggle.

“Well come on let’s not keep her waiting!” She said taking there hands and going to the Skywalker’s home.

He smiled in content as he remembered the memory like it was yesterday, it was like the two different sides of her were finally in the same room and it was because of him. But coming back to reality he realized that there was a baby crying, and it stopped.

Luke

He jumped out of bed and went into the living room to find him but was dumbfounded by the sight of (y/n) feeding him as she held him close to her. The child was calm as he ate in her arms and she slowly bounced him around the kitchen.

“What’s his name...” she asked quietly as her eyes didn’t leave the baby in her arms.

“Luke...” Obi-Wan said moving over to her, standing behind her as he looked over her shoulder at them. They were beautiful together, or maybe it was just her holding a child, either way he wished he didn’t have to destroy it. He wished he didn’t have to take Luke to his uncle, wished he could just sit here forever. As a family, an extremely dysfunctional family. He never knew he wanted that till now, he never knew he wanted a family.

“You should get going if you are taking him to his uncles...” she said looking over her shoulder at him.

“Will I be aloud to return?” He asked looking at her.

“Do you have other plans on where to live?” She asked raising an eyebrow and he smiled.

“You want me to live with you?” He asked and she sighed turning and placing the baby into his arms.

“Your entire life has been with the Jedi, and of what you say is true you have no where else to go... I’d give my life to protect you Obi-Wan.” She said softly as he looked down at the child in his arms. Her words melted his heart, and he knew she meant them.

“I never knew I wanted this until I saw you today...” he said looking at her.

“Well... maybe when everything is settled and I take care of the Hutt’s... we can have our own.” She said looking at him. His eyes lit up at her looked at her, warmth filled his chest and he leaned forward giving her a small kiss.

“I should get going, I’ll be back...”

—

Obi-wan woke up to the feeling of (y/n) move against him, her arms wrapped around him tightly in the bed as she slept. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled seeing her.

He’d been with her for a few months now and everything was just about calmed down. No one knew where he was and she was free of the Hutt’s, but Tatoonie was her home and she didn’t plan on leaving, specially not now since the Jedi order had fallen. She’d stay to help keep Obi-Wan safe, she’d stay to be with him. His hand moved down rubbing over her back, gliding over the scars she had from working for The Hutt’s. Someone else leaving marks on her made him sick honestly, anyone hurting her made his stomach turn.

She was an angel, and she deserved to be worshipped, and that’s what he was going to do, worship her.

He gently moved her onto her back, laying her against the soft sheets as his lips found her neck leaving gentle kisses. Being careful of his beard because he didn’t want to wake her just yet, he moved down to her exposed chest, smiling once he saw she was in one of his tunics. He couldn’t help but love the way it moved up her body exposing her soft skin, showing off the scars she had. His lips kissed over those too, gentle and loving.

Once he kissed all the way down to her panties and removed them slowly, it caused her to stir once she felt the cool air of the room on her core. He chuckled lightly when he finally got them off. He kissed over her clit gently as if to test the waters, once he could tell she wasn’t going to be waking up from it he sucked her clit into his mouth and held her thighs in his hands. He was easy and slow about it, yet he was passionate in it. He wanted to worship her being and he was going to, just like this. She was already dripping by the time he stuck his tongue into her, eating her core like she was his last meal. She could feel the coils in her tighten as she began to become close.

“Obi-Wan...” she moaned out quietly still asleep as she did. He groaned against her sending vibrations threw her core causing her to wake up slightly. Her hands subconsciously sliding down into his messy hair, tugging at the blonde strands. Her could feel how close she was but it didn’t stop him, he kept going, consuming her like she was wine from the gods as she cane to her orgasm. She moaned out loudly and her eyes shot up realizing what had happened.

“Obi-Wan!” She moaned out one last time, her breathing heavy as she threw the blanket off him and relaxed back into the sheets knowing it was indeed her lover. He chuckle and licked up all she had to offer before kissing back up her body and to her lips, letting her taste herself.

His hand gently pushed hair from her face as he looked down at her. “Hello there...” he said in his charming tone, causing her to roll her eyes and slap his bare chest playfully.

“What’s gotten into you this morning?” She asked as his lips cane back down to her jaw and chest before undoing the tunic so he could have access to her breasts.

“Am I not allowed to have breakfast, darling?” He asked kissing her ear. She let out a small giggle and pulled him back into a kiss, soft and passionate but quickly heating up. Her hands moved wrapping around his back pulling him closer. Grinding into her causing her to leave the kiss and moan softly, pleading with him.

“I’ll take care of you darling, I promise.” He said kissing her one last time before discarding the rest of their clothing, throwing them haphazardly around the bedroom floor. His hands found her body quickly and exploring like he was molding it, kneading and grasping at the flesh he loved. He kissed her one last time before pushing into her slowly.

They both moan out and her hands gripped his tightly, looking up at him as he sat up and slowly pumped into her core.

He felt like heaven inside her, stretching and bruising her insides. He was so careful and passionate with her, so loving.

Love.

That’s what this was, he wasn’t letting out anger or using her body as a toy, he was making love to her on this early Thursday morning. He was loving her every sound, movement, and scar. He was loving who she was, physically and mentally. He leaned down his lips finding the roughened skin under her left breast, a scar from a battle he was there for, a battle he saved her from. After that his lips moved over to the right side of her ribs, biting down on the deep line that settled between them from a punishment with The Hutt’s. She was to focused on his movements to hear the little.

“You’re so gorgeous, my darling.” But something in him changed after he said that, my darling, he thought. His hands quickly gripped her hips and he pulled all the way out of her before ramming back in, pulling a sharp gasp from her.

“Obi-!” She said pushing her head back into the pillows, he hit her g-spot right on the head sending pleasure she’d never felt threw her. He kept doing the motion over and over pulling moan after moan from her beautiful lips.

“You’re mine, Darling.” Her growled out as he held her and fucked into her with a bruising force, she nodded like her life depended on it as she felt herself coming to her second orgasm.

“Yes! I’m yours Obi-Wan, I’m all yours!” She moaned out, not able to control the rush of blinding heat that left her core, spasming and clenching around him as she came. He groaned feeling how close he was and he stuttered out.

“Wh-where...” he said as he kept going, leaning over her and kissing her neck.

“Inside me, p-please” she moaned out still falling from her own high. It was all the permission he needed, his hips stuttered and he plunged deep into her, his thick ropes of heat covered her insides, almost bringing her sensitive core to another orgasm.

After calming down from their fall from the stars he left the bed, leaving her a babbling mess as he went to get a rag and clean her. He cleaned her up and covered her back up as her head fell over towards him.

“Where are you going?” She asked tiredly.

“I was going to make you breakfast, you’ve done so much for me I just I-“

“Get back in bed, we can eat later...” she said pulling his sleeve and him back to the bed. She fell asleep pretty easily as she cuddled into his side. He loved laying with her like this, but he was distracted by the act they just committed, by the words she said just before he finished. He was right, everything is changing, but he now knew it wasn’t a bad thing.

“I love you...” he said as he kissed her head.

—

7 years had passed since that day, and he regretted nothing, specially since he could hear her voices right now, it made him fall in love over and over again anything she said that name.

“Ben Kenobi! Put down that lightsaber!”