Opposites Attract [Complete]

Obi-Wan had spent the entirety of his day soaking in bacta. It was well past sunset by the time he’d finally been given the ok to return to his quarters. He found Meleana wandering the halls holding a box with both hands. She looked at him and smiled nervously.
“Hi. I was coming up to see how you were doing and I realized I don’t know which quarters are yours. I only knew your floor. Then I thought it was so late you’d probably be sleeping, so I was just going to go back down to my ship. And now here you are, not asleep…”
“You’re rambling,” Obi-Wan cut her off. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just thought you’d like some biscuits and I made a whole bunch. And I’m feeling really on edge and I can’t talk to all of my friends because I’m really good at alienating people…”
“My room is right over there,” he cut her off again and pointed. “Let’s go inside and you can ramble as much as you’d like.”
“Right… No… I feel really stupid. I’m completely embarrassing myself. You’re going to think I’m completely insane.”
He placed a hand on her back and steered her into his quarters. “Sit down,” he said pointing to the sleep couch.
Meleana sat down clutching the box she was carrying. “I’m usually not such an idiot.”
“What’s in the box?”
Meleana thrust the box towards him. “Biscuits. I bake when I’m upset.”
Obi-Wan took the box from her. It seemed overly large now that he knew what it contained. He set it down on his desk. “What’s bothering you?”
Meleana looked around the room avoiding eye contact. “I don’t really want to talk about it. I just didn’t want to be alone.”
Obi-Wan grabbed a biscuit from the box. “Is your baking better than you cooking?” he asked before taking a bite.
Meleana nodded. “I understand baking. Its just chemistry, use this amount of this with this to make that. There’s no guess work like in cooking. I like the structure of baking. Cooking is so haphazard.”
“You want to tell me what’s bothering you.” He stated rather than asked while wolfing down a biscuit.
“Are you trying to use mind tricks on me?”
“No, I’m making a statement. You wouldn’t have wandered the halls to find me if you didn’t want to talk.”
Meleana clenched her jaw and widened her eyes. “I don’t know where to begin. I second guess every choice I make. I never used to do that.”
“That’s because there was always someone to correct or praise you before,” he said finishing another biscuit. He sat down on the sleep couch next to her and wrapped an arm around her back. “I do it to. It just doesn’t affect me as much.”
“Why not? That doesn’t seem fair.” She moped.
“I have a Padawan. If I allowed myself to give into my insecurities I wouldn’t be able to train Anakin. If he senses that I am unsure about myself how can I expect him to listen to me?” He paused. “Not that he listens to me any way.”
“So I have to go out and get a Padawan?” She arched her brow. “That seems ill-advised.”
“No you don’t have to get a Padawan. You wouldn’t have been made a knight if the Council didn’t believe you could handle it. Your confidence is understandably shaken, but you need to move past that. Things will go wrong no matter how good you are.”
“Why are you so much better at everything than me?”She sulked.
“I’m older, I’ve had more experience. Besides I wouldn’t say I’m better than you at everything. You excel at all sorts of things I leave off the mission reports.”
Meleana frowned. “If I died tomorrow my legacy would be ‘she was great at the unmentionables’? That’s not very comforting.”
“Then it’s a good thing you’re not going to die tomorrow.”
Meleana sighed and looked down at the floor. “Can I sleep here tonight?” She asked sounding like a frightened child.
“On this little sleep couch?” He kissed her cheek. “Of course. I think I remember promising to make last night up to you.”
Meleana almost smiled. “I think I remember hearing something along those lines,” she rested her head on his shoulder. “You smell like bacta.”
“Is that a problem?” He asked with a smile.
“It makes me nauseous.”
“Unfortunately it’s a lingering smell. Do you want to go?”
Meleana shook her head. “There’s got to be something we can do about the smell.”
He held her nose and kissed her. “Does that help?”
“I swear I can taste it,” she said with a giggle.
He kissed her jaw. “Now you’re just being difficult. I wasn’t completely submerged.”
“Are you going to hold my nose all night? I could just breathe through my mouth.”
He frowned. “Then I can’t kiss you. I’ll just hold your nose.”
“Then how am I supposed to breathe?”she said with a twinkle in her eye. He pinched her nose again and kissed her.
“You don’t need to breathe,” he said kissing her again. “I’ll go take another shower,” he moved his arm off of her and gave her a long wet kiss. “Wait here.”
Meleana made her self comfortable on the sleep couch and watched him walk out with a smile. She wasn’t the type to snoop around, but always felt tempted to do so. Superficially his room was like any other in the Jedi temple. There weren’t many personal items lying around. A rock and a datapad were next to the box of biscuits on the desk. Meleana mused over the rock for a moment. She’d have to remember to ask Obi-Wan about it.
There was a knock on the door a few minutes later. Meleana assumed Obi-Wan had locked himself out and went to answer it. She was surprised to see Anakin on the other side.
“What are you doing here?” He asked walking underneath her arm to come inside.
“I was waiting for Master Kenobi,” Meleana shut the door behind him. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping?”
Anakin shrugged. “I guess. Have you ever seen a pod race?” Meleana shook her head and Anakin went on. “I was thinking about pod racing. I won the Boonta eve race you know. I mean, I like being a Jedi and all but…”
Meleana leaned against the door and tuned Anakin out. One of her many reasons for not having a Padawan was her dislike of children’s banter.
“Hey!’ Anakin almost shouted, jarring Meleana back to reality. “You could take me out of the temple. I’m sure Master Obi-Wan wouldn’t mind. I like the temple, it’s just, I haven’t been able to go anywhere since Master Obi-Wan started training me.”
Meleana arched her brow. “I don’t think he’d approve of you being awake at this hour, never mind leaving the temple. You should get back to your bed.”
“So what were you two doing anyway? Can I stay?”
“Master Kenobi was going to help me go over some mission reports. And I really think you should get to bed before he gets back.” Meleana sighed when Anakin continued to jabber. She was visibly relieved when Obi-Wan walked back in.
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan scolded. “What are you doing in here? Get to bed.”
“But Master….”
“No excuses,” Obi-Wan held the door open. “Go on, and I’d better not hear that you’ve wandered the halls all night. Get straight to bed.”
Anakin sighed sadly. “Alright,” he started to walk out. “It was nice talking to you,” he said ducking his head back into look at Meleana.
Obi-Wan closed and locked the door. “Did he talk your ear off?”
Meleana nodded. “What exactly was he chosen for again? Was it specifically to give me a headache?”
Obi-Wan laughed. “I thought that was my calling?”
Meleana gave him a mischievous grin. “So what’s with the rock?” She asked changing the subject.
He walked over to the desk and picked up the rock. “My Master gave it to me for my birthday.”
Meleana winced. “Ouch. He gave you a rock?”
“Don’t tease my rock! I’m quiet attached to my rock,” he put the rock in her hand. “It’s a force sensitive rock. It helps me relax.”
Meleana wrapped her hand around the rock. “Well I guess I’ll just have to take this rock from you. Attachment is forbidden.”
“Give it back,” he said as he tried to pry the rock out of her hand playfully.
“No,” she said laughing as she tried to keep the rock from him. “Come on we’re going to go toss it in the lake. I wonder if it’ll skip.”
“Don’t make me spend all night diving for my rock!”
Meleana smiled playfully and pressed the rock back into his hand resting hers on top. “I’m not going to take your rock.”
“Not without a fight,” he wrapped his free hand around her waist. “Don’t come between a man and his rock.”
Meleana giggled. “I guess I had it all wrong.”
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes as she continued to laugh. “I don’t joke around when it comes to my rock.” Meleana only laughed harder. “That wasn’t that funny,” he said laughing at her. “I’m a little confused. Rarely does anyone laugh at any of my jokes, and you look like you’re about to cry.”
“I know,” Meleana said still laughing. “I just can’t stop.”
“Are you ticklish?” He asked watching as her outburst continued. She shook her head at him. “I think you are.”
“How could you tell? I’m laughing anyway?” Meleana wiped the tears from her eyes and took a deep breath. “I have to stop,” she said still giggling.
“Just think about something serious, like my rock.”
“Stop it!” She slapped him lightly in the chest. She took a few calming breaths amidst her laughter and finally calmed her self. “I don’t know why that was so funny.”
“Your face is all red.”
Meleana turned a deeper shade of red and put both of her hands on her cheeks in embarrassment. “Oh I look like a red sun!”
Obi-Wan set his rock back down on his desk and grabbed another biscuit. “No, you’re far redder than that.”
“Stop it!”
“You made fun of my rock,” he said shaking his head. “You can’t expect me to be nice to you now.”
“Now I’m really embarrassed and my face is never going to go back to normal!”
“Oh don’t be embarrassed. Pretty girls are still pretty even when they’re red.”
“Stop it! I’m going to have to dunk my head in a fountain!”
Obi-Wan walked towards her and lead her hands away from her face. He kissed her jaw gently. “You’re not going anywhere,” he said, gently taking hold of her chin. He tilted her face up to kiss her. “Did you bring your slave outfit?”
“No, I hadn’t really planned to sleep with you tonight.”
“Then I suppose tonight will just have to be all about you, and you’ll have to make it up to me later.”
Meleana leaned forward to kiss him. She was surprised at the fervor behind Obi-Wan’s kiss. Obviously she hadn’t been the only one left with pent up sexual frustrations the other night.
The kiss broke just long enough for them to undress. Their lips met again as they crashed down on the sleep couch together. As Obi-Wan pressed Meleana down onto the bed alarms began to sound in the temple. He pulled away from her and glared at the door.
“Ignore it,” Meleana said. She pulled him back to her. “That’s what temple security is for.”
“What if it’s something important?” His voice was muffled against her lips.
“There are more than two Jedi in this temple.” Meleana ground her hips into his. “Take the night off.”
He moaned and focused his attention back on her.
He broke away from her again to move down her body. He buried his face in her bust and bit gently at the side of her breast. Meleana’s eyes slid shut as his mouth clamped around one nipple and his hand massaged the other. He continued down when her hips arched into his body. Her legs parted as he kissed his way down her stomach. She let out an airy moan as his tongue traced the circle around her opening. He moved his hand down to stroke himself as he lapped at the wetness inside of her. He replaced his tongue with two fingers and moved his mouth to her clitoris. He gave it a rough open mouthed kiss. Her moans filled the small room as pumped his fingers into her harder and massaged her rapidly with his tongue. His other hand, still stroking his painfully hard cock, did little to stifle his desire for her. He moaned in anticipation as she came. He slid back up her body and kissed her neck.
“You taste good,” he moaned into her ear.
Meleana’s hand replaced his on his aching member. “So do you.” she said in a sultry tone. She bit gently at his earlobe. “Let me taste you,” she whispered.

Obi-Wan kneeled on the bed and let out a harsh cry as she engulfed him. She spun her tongue around his head and wrapped her hand tightly around the base of his shaft. His mind was racing with all of the things he wanted to do to her. Most of the women he’d been with were sweet and nice, good in bed, but not prone to doing anything out of the ordinary. Meleana begged to be toyed with. She brought out a side of him he hadn’t known he had. He let out another sharp cry as she took him deeply into the back of her throat. She sucked him hard then slowly slid him out of her mouth.
She held his cock steady against her lips and licked the bead of precome from his tip. “Where do you want to come?” She asked in an airy voice.
“Everywhere,” was all he could think to reply.
Meleana moaned against his erection. “That’s going to take a lot of work. Why don’t you pick one place to start?” She licked his shaft from base to tip. “I’ll narrow it down to somewhere on, or in, my body.”
“You’re mouth,” he said after a brief pause.
Meleana opened her mouth and dragged her lower lip over the head of his erection. He wasn’t sure what she did next, his eyes slid shut as his body shuddered with pleasure. He arched his hips forward impulsively. A sigh escaped him when her lips closed around him again. He arched into her mouth slowly at first, then when she didn’t protest, faster. He moaned something that sounded like her name as he came. Meleana continued to suck him until he pulled her away. He sat back on the bed suddenly aware of the pain in his knees.
“Stand up,” he said when he had caught his breath. He moved into a sitting position with his feet on the floor as she got to her feet. He’d never had a chance to really look at her before. She took a few paces back and spun around slowly.
Meleana gave him a flirtatious smile. “Any particular position you’d like to see me in?”
He cocked his head slightly. “Do a backhand spring in slow motion.”
Meleana looked behind her and stepped as close to him as she could. She bent over backwards into a hand stand then slowly lowered her legs on to the floor, just barely missing his desk.
“No wonder you only do Jedi,” she said with a smile leaning back against his desk. “Would you like me to levitate next?”
“I’d rather you just jump up and down.” His eyes fixed on her chest. “Those are mesmerizing.”
Meleana smiled at him and slinked back towards him. She sat down on his lap facing him. “I think you’ll have a much better view of them if you lie down and let me do some of the work. It'll be much more fun for both of us than me jumping around.”
Obi-Wan kissed her neck and gripped his hands around her waist. “You are so beautiful,” he said on a breath.
Meleana planted a soft kiss on his lips and push him down to the bed. “I thought I told you to lie down,” she said kissing him again.
She slid a hand down his stomach to grip his erection. He moaned in protest when she pulled away from him and sat up. His moan quickly changed when he felt the head of his length pressing against her wet opening. She moved her body slowly over his working him inside of her slowly. She let out a high pitched moan when his full length was firmly planted inside of her and waited to adjust to his size before she began rocking her hips. She closed her eyes as she began to ride him with increasing force.
Obi-Wan kept his eyes on her as she rode him. She leaned back down to kiss his neck.
“You feel so good.” She moaned.
He caught his lips with hers and slid his tongue between them. He rolled over with her in his arms so he was on top of her. He’d had enough of staring at her bouncing breasts. He wanted to be in control.
The feeling of her sweat coated body sliding against his, and the increasingly desperate sounds she was making, urged him to push into her harder, faster. He felt his energy tangle with hers through the force as their physical bodies became increasingly preoccupied with each others.
Obi-Wan lost him self in the softness of her curves, the echo of her high pitched moans. He wanted to stay in that moment forever, just the two of them, a man and a woman. No death, no pain, nothing to carry on with, nothing to risk failing at. The force felt as though it were singing around them as their bodies continued to couple.
He wasn’t sure which one of them went over the edge first. Their lips met to muffle each others cries of ecstasy. As their bodies relaxed their mouths continued to devour each other. Obi-Wan paused to give her one last gentle kiss before rolling to her side.

Meleana woke the next morning to the sent of spiced tea. She inhaled deeply before stretching and opening her eyes. Obi-Wan was leaning against his desk sipping a cup of tea. She gave him a sleepy smile.
“Were you staring at me?” She asked in a soft tired voice.
“I was just watching you. Making sure there weren’t any bounty hunters jumping out of the wall at you,” he said with a slight mischievous grin.
Meleana looked back at the wall. “The wall huh?”
He nodded. “You never know.” He poured a cup of tea for her and set it down on the nightstand. Meleana slid back making room for him to sit down.
Meleana sat up and picked the tea up off the nightstand. “Did you find out what the security alert was about?”
He shook his head. “It must not have been anything important.” He looked over at the chronometer. “I need to get going. I’ve got to make sure Anakin is awake and staying out of trouble.”
“Busy training all day?”
He nodded and leaned forward to kiss her. “Sorry to rush out on you. Feel free to stay as long as you’d like.”
Meleana sighed as the door closed behind him. Once again she found herself alone in Obi-Wan’s room. She dressed quickly, the last thing she wanted was to have one of Obi-Wan’s friends barge into find her lying naked in his bed. She’d slept late, it was late in the morning and she’d promised Ketana she’d meet her for lunch. She checked her comlink to make sure Ketana hadn’t called to cancel on her as she sipped her tea.
She had missed a call, but not from Ketana. Master Windu had contacted her in the early hours of the morning. Meleana frowned wondering what she could have possibly done wrong, unless he’d walked by and heard her screaming the night before. She set down her empty cup and ran her fingers through her hair trying to straighten it.
Her attempt at contacting Master Windu went unanswered. She was almost relieved. What if he’d asked her where she was? Meleana sighed, she was just being paranoid. Jedi Masters had better things to do than worry about her activities, besides there was nothing forbidden about standing in someone else’s room. All the same, Meleana decided it was time to get back to her ship.

The temples docking bay was bustling with activity. Droids and temple personnel were crowded around Meleana’s ship. Meleana watched as a few security droids came down the entry ramp to the Jaded Star followed by Master Windu. He looked at her with some relief. At least I’m not in trouble. Meleana thought to herself.
“Would now be a bad time to mention the spice smuggling I’ve been doing on the side?” Meleana asked as she approached Master Windu. She looped her thumbs around her belt to keep her hands steady.
Judging by the disapproving look he gave her, the Jedi Master was in no mood for jokes. “There was a break in in the temple last night. It appears you were the target.”
Meleana frowned thoughtfully, not wanting to show any signs of emotion. She wasn’t sure what to say short of cracking a joke. “Is the ship damaged?”
Mace nodded. “Evidence suggests their intention was to take you alive. Do you have any idea who could be behind this?”
Meleana nodded. “A bounty hunter called Genesis, the one who killed Ari.” The peaceful feeling Meleana had woken up with had faded. She could feel panic rising in the pit of her stomach, and that was not a side of her she wanted Master Windu to see. “Is there anything I can do to aid your investigation?”
Mace looked the young knight over before answering. “There is little to be done.” He smiled at her. “For once your late night antics have done some good.”
Meleana scratched her head trying to stave off paranoia. “How long until I can begin repairing my ship?”
Mace looked over at the investigation team. “I’ll have some of Anakin’s droids take care of it. That should keep them from cluttering the halls for a few hours.”
Meleana bowed her head. “Thank you Master Windu.”
“We will do our best to apprehend the culprit. Until then I do suggest you install a security system.”
“I’ll do that,” Meleana bowed again. “May the Force be with you master.”

Meleana hurried up to Ketana’s room and banged on the door. If she was left alone with her thoughts she knew she’d only make herself crazy. Ketana opened the door with a, you don’t have to break the door down, look on her face.
“What’s wrong with you?” Ketana stepped away from the door and took a seat at the head of her bed.
Meleana walked in and shut the door. “I just want to scream at the sky!” Meleana plopped down on Ketana’s bed next to her. “I’m a mess!”
Ketana made a face that was purely hers. She raised her brow and straightened her lips. Her brown eyes twinkled at Meleana. “Tell me about it.”
“I don’t know if I want to!” Meleana sulked.
“Then get out of here I’m not supposed to see you till lunch,” As she spoke she pulled a box of candies out of the drawer in her nightstand. She poured some into her hand and gave the box to Meleana.
Meleana took the box from her and shoved a handful of candy into her mouth. “I just don’t know what to do with myself.” Meleana moaned unhappily and tossed Ketana’s blanket over her. “I’m just going to hide here.”
Ketana shrugged and stretched her legs out over Meleana. “I’m not going to beg you to tell me what’s bothering you.”
Meleana wasn’t sure where to start. Lately everything bothered her. “I made biscuits,” she said, thinking a change of subject was in order. “They’re probably all tainted now…” Just when Meleana thought she’d have a breakdown over ruined biscuits her comlink began to chime in unison with Ketana’s. They both answered them and, after a brief conversation, turned to each other.
“I’m being summoned to the mission room,” They said to each other.
Meleana arched her brow. “Last I checked you had a master you went on missions with. And she wasn’t me.”
Ketana pulled the blanket off Meleana and hopped out of bed. “I do, she’s on her own mission.”
Meleana slowly got to her feet and walked down the hall. She didn’t want to go on another mission right away. She’d been on mission after mission back to back since she’d earned the title of knight. As uncomfortable as she felt at the temple, she needed some time to rest.
“Besides we might not be going together.”
“I’d say the odds are pretty high,” Meleana said. “They don’t trust you alone,” she teased. Ketana had always prided herself on her good standing with the council.
“You’re a Knight, I’m a Padawan. They trust you not me. The galaxy has been turned on it’s head!” She tossed her arms up in the air. She never would have guessed that Meleana would lose her Padawan braid before she did, but she wasn’t as envious as her friend seemed to think. “So why would the biscuits be tainted?”
“Someone broke into my ship last night. They might be fine, but I wouldn’t chance it. With my luck they paused just to poison the biscuits. That’s exactly the kind of thing that would happen to me.”
Ketana rolled her eyes. “Stop feeling sorry for yourself. It’s out of character and not an attractive feature.”
“No one seemed to appreciate my old character anyway.”
Ketana didn’t justify Meleana’s whining with a response. Had she ever made an effort to talk to anyone outside of her social circle, which had boiled down to a single person over the years, she might have more friends at the temple. “How’s Rendain?”
Meleana stopped in her tracks. “I never went to visit him in the medcenter. I didn’t even call to see if he was alright. I’m a terrible person.”
“You’re over reacting,” Ketana said as they pressed on towards the briefing room.
“I have three friends and I can’t even keep in touch with them!”
“You’ll be down to two if you keep this up.” Ketana could tell Meleana was depressed. She’d acted the same way when she’d thought her chances of being chosen as a Padawan had been ruined by Unis. At eleven years old this sort of behavior was expected, but Meleana was too old too keep wining about her problems. “Have you ever even attempted to get to know any of the other Jedi? Can you remember the names of any of the Jedi I’ve introduced you to?”
Meleana stitched her brow. She couldn’t remember any of them. It was possible she’d know their faces, but off the top of her head not one name came to mind. She was terrible with names. She could remember the oddest details of people’s lives, but not their names.
“Stop complaining. You need to be more proactive about solving your own problems. Until you’ve tried connecting with other people I don’t want to hear another word about it.” They walked through one of the main corridors in the temple, it was filled with Jedi. “Can you name anyone in this room?”
Meleana scanned the room and took a deep breath to stifle her frustration. “There are thousands of Jedi. How am I supposed to remember all of their names?”
“That’s exactly my point. There are thousands of Jedi and you would have me believe you only get along with one of them?” Ketana bowed to a few of the Jedi she knew as they passed.
“I made a new friend… sort of.”
“Sort of? Sounds to me like another example of your inability to socialize.”
Meleana shot her a glare. Ketana was being unusually callous. “Did I do something to offend you?”
“No,” she said curtly. “I just don’t think your behavior is fitting for a Jedi Knight.”
Meleana swallowed hard and attempted to quell her frustration. “I’d really rather not argue with you.”
“Telling you what you need to hear is not arguing.”
“This is not what I need to hear. And if I were looking for advice I wouldn’t ask a Padawan for it.” Meleana quickened her pace not caring to hear what Ketana had to say in response.
“Has it occurred to you that you are not the only one with problems?’ Ketana said loudly as she attempted to catch up with her. “You expect me to be there whenever you need me, and that tends to be pretty often, but as soon as I need you, you bolt! Whenever anything gets serious you run away! You’re doing it right now!”
Meleana stopped walking and turned around. “Would you like to shout a little louder? I’m pretty sure there are a few people who haven’t heard you!”
“What do you care? None of them know who you are anyway! I’m the only one with any kind of reputation to uphold!” Ketana saw no reason to lower her voice. “You’re already a Knight, they aren’t going to expel you from the order for arguing! I’m the only one with anything to lose and I don’t care! After over a decade of your whining, I have reached my limit!”
The other Jedi in the hall had all stopped what they were doing and were discretely focused on the argument between the two young humans.
“Anything else?” Meleana asked calmly.
“Force you’re annoying! You never take anything seriously! Can you for once act like something matters?”
Meleana looked around the halls. She knew she needed to choose her words carefully as anything she said would spread through the temple. “Seriously, I have a mission briefing to get to. We can discus this later in private once you’ve calmed down.” Meleana turned and walked away at a brisk pace. She could feel Ketana brooding behind her. Ketana was hiding something from her. She was sure of that. She wouldn’t go off on Meleana without good reason. Something had to have set her off.
Meleana slowed her pace and waited for Ketana to catch up with her. “This is about your sister isn’t it?” she said in a hushed voice as Ketana stormed passed her. She kept pace with her. “Did you turn her over to planetary security?”
“She doesn’t deserve the charges they’d have filled on her,” Ketana said softly avoiding eye contact.
“She was helping to traffic and sell slaves within the Republic. I’d say the charges fit.”
“How can you know that? What gives you the right to judge her? How do you know anyone under her circumstances wouldn’t have done the same?”
“You can’t feel guilty for leaving her. It’s not as though you made a conscious choice to abandon your sister. Did you even know you had a sister?”
Ketana turned and fixed her auburn eyes on Meleana. “I’m not having this conversation with you. We’re done.”
“Good that’s very mature.” Meleana rolled her eyes and continued into the briefing room.