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Hey kit ! Your last fic was a treat, I love sugar baby Obi-wan being spoiled by Anakin !! He deserves it ! Thank you so much for sharing !
For the four words prompt, what about TIIT Obi-wan saying ÂŤÂ youâre a menace  to Anakin đ ?
hey!! thank you, i'm glad you liked it!!!
this is set in the squick: a/b/o universe of terribly inconvenient, incredibly terrific, a few months after the end!!
(also,,,,,may be posting a 4th chapter/epilogue to that fic this week,,,,,,where obi-wan goes into surprise rut,,,so if you wanna reread to prep/remind yourself,,,,i had to)
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For one blissful, probably pheromone-addled moment, Obi-Wan had really honestly let himself believe that claiming and mating Anakin would somehow make him easier to wrangle. That perhaps the only thing that would have helped during his bratty and incorrigible senior padawan years was a mating bite and some sort of sexual reward system for good behavior.
Heâd even tricked himself into feeling quite optimistic about the whole thing. Heâd never particularly envisioned himself as a mated alpha, but heâd thought it could be agreeable, when the omega he was mated to was also the same person who turned out to be the love of his life.
Heâd really honestly thought that mating the brat would make his life much easier, and not even because of any of the stereotypical alpha tricks and dynamics nonsense always purported by the galactic holos and media. He hadnât thought he could scruff Anakin into obedience or that heâd ever want to use that commanding alpha tone on him to make him fall in line.
Obi-Wan isnât that sort of alpha.Â
Obi-Wan would rather die than ever become that sort of alpha.Â
But theyâd admitted their love to each other in the wake of Anakinâs heat, in the precious few moments before theyâd bonded.Â
Werenât you supposed to want to make the person you lovedâs life easier? As a general rule of thumb?
Apparently no oneâs told Anakin this.
âYouâre a menace,â Obi-Wan says, and his tone is supposed to be flat, unimpressed, but it comes out almost awed.Â
Anakin preens from behind the bars of his jail cell. He goes back to looking surly a second later though, like itâs his resting demeanor.
âTwo planetary incidents in one fucking day,â Obi-Wan continues, still trying to wrap his head aroundâŚthis. He starts pacing, because pacing usually helps. âThe Vun and the Jael peoples hate each other, Anakin. Theyâve not agreed on anything for the past two thousand years, hence the entire civil war. And yet in the span of one day, youâve managed to unite them behind one thing. Hatred for you.â
Anakin bears his teeth, air spiking with the scent ofâofâsticky sap.
âAre youâsorry, are you aroused?â
âNo!â Anakin scowls and shifts from his seat on the jail cell bed. His cheeks are flushed though, and he canât maintain eye contact with him.
âYou are,â Obi-Wan says slowly, the awe accidentally slinking its way back into his voice. âDo you know how many hours of my night I just spent negotiating for your release and our safe passage off Vu/Jaelo? Too many to fucking count, Anakin. I am furious with you.â
Anakin shifts again as if he canât help it. âYeah?â
âForce,â Obi-Wan rubs a hand over his beard with a shake of his head. âBoth sides wanted to kill you, Anakinâthe only reason they didnât is because they couldnât agree on how.â
âNo,â Anakin says and Obi-Wanâs eyes narrow.
âOh, I assure you they did. It took all of dinner to convince them not toâwhy are you aroused, Anakin? This is neither the time nor the place!â
He doesnât mean to raise his voice, as Anakin never responds well to yelling, but heâs feeling his own instinctual response to Anakinâs arousal stirring in his stomach. His omega is wet and Obi-Wan just spent twenty odd hours defending him and protecting him aand the alpha inside his chest is clawing at the bars of its cage to take his reward.Â
Obi-Wan automatically starts on a very reliable breathing exercise, but it just pulls more of Anakinâs scent into his lungs, which is so distracting that he doesnât even realize heâs stopped regulating or counting his breaths all together and is just standing half a step away from his omegaâs prison cell, mouth open and watering.
Had he really ever, actually thought that his life would get easier after mating Anakin?
What a fool heâd been.
âNot knowing how wasnât the only thing that stopped them,â Anakin says, rising from his cot to press himself against the jail bars. âYou did. Youâd be a pretty shit alpha if you let your omega get killed over a little diplomatic misunderstanding.â
Obi-Wan feels his lips pull back into a snarl. âI should put you on your knees,â he hears himself say as if someone else were growling the words. How can Anakin affect him so much, so easily? Half the time theyâre together now after their mating, he feels like heâs coming undone, like heâs two seconds away from being swallowed by his instincts to take. To possess.
 âYou could,â Anakin agrees. âYouâre my alpha. You could order me to do anything, and I would. You could tell me to kneel in that tone, and Iâd drop for you. I wouldnât be able to help it. My body would listen because it knows itâs yours.â
âIâd never,â Obi-Wan says, horrified by the very thought, and then doubly so when heâs hit by the idea that perhaps Anakin is expecting him to do so, has been waiting for it to happen, for Obi-Wan to snap andâand abuse him. Heâs stepping forward to cradle Anakinâs cheek through the prison bars.
For the first time since they mated, Obi-Wan wonders if they should have. If he could ever be a good enough alpha for Anakin, when heâs never going to be able to stop being his master.
And being Anakinâs master historically has meant a lot of nagging and berating and attempts at controlling.
But as his alpha, the nagging and the berating and the attempts at controlâŚAnakin must have worried Obi-Wan might actually control him, use the alpha command, force him into compliance.
Anakin presses his cheek against the palm of Obi-Wanâs hand, practically nuzzling him. âI know,â he murmurs. âOf course I know, Obi-Wan. Youâre the best alpha in the entire galaxy.â
Something settles in Obi-Wanâs chest at this admission, and he watches as his thumb strokes along the edge of the scar over Anakinâs cheek. âBest omega,â he replies rather nonsensically as the omega in question is currently standing behind prison bars after causing a round of serious diplomatic incidents.
âDonât lie,â Anakin admonishes with a smile. His cheeks crease with the force of it.
âMy omega,â Obi-Wan corrects himself, and Anakin lets out a noise that can only be described as a purr. He goes through the motions of unlocking the cell and is rewarded with Anakin in his arms, cold nose rubbing over the mating bite on Obi-Wanâs neck.
âI knew,â Anakin mumbles several hours ater after heâs thoroughly scented all of Obi-Wan, and theyâre laying on their sheets, basking in the afterglow of sex that has yet to lose its electric and heady magic.
Obi-Wan hums to show heâs listening, but most of his attention is focused on the arduous task of stroking his fingers through Anakinâs soft hair, from root to tip over and over again.
âBut I had to make sure,â Anakin continues, and it must be important because his scent goes sharp with nerves and he props himself up on Obi-Wanâs chest. âSo. Sorry. You know. About the last few months.â
Obi-Wan blinks, eyebrows furrowing as he tries to think past his sex haze to what Anakin is saying. âYou had to make sure,â he repeats.
âYeah,â Anakinâs hair has fallen down across his forehead. He bites his lip. âI knew youâd never really command me or, you know. Be like that. Butâbut I just needed to make sure.â
âWait,â Obi-Wan says. âSorry, justâare you saying that youâfor the past few months youâve been so awful and incorrigible on purpose? You were testing me toâwhat, see if Iâd snap?â
Anakin shrugs with one shoulder, looking torn between stubborn and sheepish. âIâd never known you as an alpha, just as my master. I needed to see for sure that youâdâyouâd be an alpha I could trust as much as I trust my master.â
âHealer Che gave me meds to help with the migraines youâve been giving me,â Obi-Wan says flatly. âShe didnât even question why Iâd need them. Youâve been a menace. You poured soup on the lap of the Queen from Balion. You stole every left footed boot I own and hid them around the ship. You told the cook that my favorite food was ushral paste and to use it in everything. I despise the taste of ushral. You know that.â
âWell,â Anakin sniffs. âTastes can change.â
âIâve spent ninety-seven days wanting to throttle you.â
âWell,â Anakin clears his throat. âIâve spent the last ninety-seven days falling more and more in love with you. Because of how youâveâbecause youâve neverâyou never snapped. You never commanded me to stop. You just went all Master on me.â
âAll Master on you.â
âYeah, like. Iâm very disappointed in your antics, padawan, if you want to behave like a child, Iâm sure we can find a spare cot for you in the crecheââ
âI never said that,â Obi-Wan protests, because even at his most annoyed with Anakin, he never even considered sending him away.
âYou practically did,â Anakin shrugs with his other shoulder. âBut I would have deserved it. I was being awful.â
âAgreed,â Obi-Wan says. âI think I understand though.â
âOf course you do,â Anakin drops down to rest his head on his chest again.
Obi-Wan lets the quiet envelop them again, resuming his Force-given job of scratching at his omegaâs scalp gently. âSo youâll stop then, right? No more tests?â
âNo more tests,â Anakin says. âYouâre a good alpha.â
âExcellent,â Obi-Wan replies. Then with a bit of a grin he canât keep off his face if he tried, âand I canât wait to see you attempt being a good omega.â
We are watching II and Dan is being sacrificed. When he got hit with the arrow, my son 5yo screamed because he thought the red paint was blood and dan was gonna die. Very funny but also he was a little freaked out lol
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Happy new year!! Hope your January is going well đšđš
Happy new year to you as well!! I have stocked up on soup and hoodies, so it's as good as it's going to get over here!
this snippet is for a short and porny follow-up sequel to my (a/b/o) fic "terribly inconvenient and incredibly terrific"! this time, obi-wan goes into surprise rut and anakin has absolutely no intention of not being right there getting dicked down as is his god given right
âYou canât be here,â Obi-Wan says flatly, holding himself very still on the other side of the breakfast counter. Thereâs a fluffy pink towel wrapped around his neck, and his hair is dark red, damp from the shower he must have just taken.
Anakin canât decide if heâs more jealous of the droplet of water running down the line between his masterâs pectorals, or if heâs more jealous of his master for having already enjoyed what is promising to be a very nice shower after two months of sonics.Â
âThatâs ridiculous,â he replies distractedly. âYouâre here.â
âThere was a sign on the door.â
It was a very endearing sign indeed; his alpha had ripped out two pieces of flimsi and painstakingly written in Basic: âUnder No Circumstance Is Anakin Skywalker Allowed Into These Quarters For The Next 4 Days (Posted On The 13th)â.
Adorable. Heâd even changed the code to the door, from the day they mated to Anakinâs birthday.
So sweet.
âAnd I took the sign off the door,â he says, waving it in front of Obi-Wanâs face. âWhich you had to know I was going to do.â