I Never Knew

“I knew you’d be here”, Anakin countered, moving closer to Obi-Wan.

“Anakin, I…I am so sorry, I just…” Obi-Wan stammered, looking everywhere but at Anakin. He could not face that intense stare, not now. Those passionate eyes that seemed to see right through Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan had grown to know those eyes over the years, the looks that boy could give! Finally, as he looked up into those eyes, he saw a familiar look, one he had certainly seen many times over. Yes, he saw it whenever Anakin spoke of Padme, or was it. Not realizing he was broadcasting his thoughts quite clearly, Obi-Wan continued.

This was a familiar look, yes. One that Obi-Wan would notice after a particularly grueling light saber practice with Anakin. Or after a shower when Obi-Wan would walk around their quarters in nothing more than wet hair and a pair of thin sleep pants. Or when Anakin would open his eyes to find Obi-wan standing over his bed, finally waking him after letting him sleep in. Anakin never looked surprised to see Obi-Wan there, he only looked at him with this look in his eyes, this look of…

“Desire”, Anakin finished.

Obi-Wan looked into the young man’s face as if he had never seen if before. The delightfully powerful blue eyes, the sly mischievous smile, the rosy red, kissable lips, all of those things he had taken for granted before. Had he also taken for granted this look of love on his face, the look of pure desire?

“No, Obi-Wan, it was always there, since well before Padme came back into our lives. She was a wonderful distraction to me. She took me away, albeit temporarily, from the hurt I would feel in my heart over you. She took me away from the longing I felt to be with you, for you to touch me, to love me. For the longest time I harbored this dreadful guilt over being your Padawan. You did not choose me, Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon willed us to be Master-Padawan. I know you initially took me on because it was his dying wish.”

“I know you two were lovers, I’ve seen it in your eyes; I’ve felt your heartache as if it was my own. I have seen it in your dreams, through our bond, I have seen him take you in his arms and hold you. I have heard you whimper his name deep in the night, when you should be sleeping; when I should not be listening. I wanted it to be me, to be my name you were calling.”

“I know now that you are aware of Padme and I being married. I never meant to hurt you, I realize I should have told you, but I was afraid. I felt like she was all I had, I could not have her taken away from me. I wanted you so badly, Obi-Wan, but I knew you would not and could not have me. I found short-lived peace in her touch. I needed her. It occurred to me recently that there is something missing in mine and Padme’s union, she isn’t…you.” Anakin finished, his hands now resting on Obi-Wan’s shoulders.

“I Never Knew.” Obi-Wan replied, as he looked up into Anakin’s eyes.

With that, Anakin leaned into Obi-Wan and whispered; “well now you do.” Before he had a chance to respond Anakin was covering Obi-Wan’s mouth with a feather light kiss, a slight brush to the lips that took Obi-Wan’s breath away. With the kiss, Anakin was able to feel all of the emotion and all of the turmoil that Obi-Wan had locked deep inside himself start to let go.

Anakin moved his hands up to Obi-Wan’s face as he reluctantly drew his lips away from their tender kiss. His eyes locked onto the confused eyes before him. Anakin was looking for permission to do what it is that he was about to do. He knew that he could easily get away with pretty much anything at this point, with Obi-Wan being in such a state of anguish. That would not do, not with his Master. Anakin needed to know that he was okay with what was about to happen,

As he gazed into Obi-Wan’s eyes, Anakin found the approval that he was looking for. Once again, he leaned in to envelop Obi-Wan’s lips with his own. This swift move was met with a suddenly forceful Obi-Wan nearly knocking Anakin to the ground with his kiss.

Obi-Wan could hardly believe his own actions. It was as if he was standing outside of his body, watching as the vision of their kiss became a vision of Anakin quickly slipping to his knees in front of him. The sudden rush of desire that Anakin had felt from Obi-Wan’s tongue forcing it’s way into his mouth had just fueled the flame. Anakin needed to please this man, right here. Right now. He quickly bypassed all logical thought and found himself on his knees in front of his Master.

*My Master*

Anakin ferociously ripped open Obi-Wan’s tunic and slid his pants down around his ankles. Obi-Wan let out a loud gasp as the sudden coolness of the night air surrounded his newly exposed lower half. Anakin marveled at the sight of his Master ‘s impressive cock and immediately stroked the length of it, reveling in the smooth yet hard feel of it in his hand. Obi-Wan let out a moan that prompted Anakin to proceed, replacing his hand with his mouth, first running his tongue up and down the shaft, then encircling the head with his tongue, teasing and tormenting a bit.

Obi-Wan quivered with desire, he could form no coherent thought. All he knew, all he felt was Anakin’s warm, wet mouth teasing him.

*Anakin*

*Say it again*

*Anakin!*

Anakin decided there would be enough time for teasing later. He took the whole length of Obi-Wan into his mouth and down his throat. Though he had never done this before he was fairly certain, judging by the sounds coming from his lover, that it was having the desired affect. He could sense that Obi-Wan might be holding back a little bit.

*Let it go*

*So long…Can’t hold…*

*Come for me… Master*

*Anakin. Gods, An..a…kin…*

Obi-Wan came hard into Anakin’s mouth and after Anakin swallowed every bit of the bitter, yet bizarrely wonderful substance, he fell to his knees beside Anakin. Anakin pulled him close and felt that he was sobbing. He pulled Obi-Wan even closer and opened his mind to him, showing him the love that was threatening to burst his heart open, and the want that was threatening to burst his pants open! Obi-Wan took it all in, and drank in the feel of himself in Anakin’s arms. He couldn’t stop the tears from falling, it was as if a well had opened up, and all the years of shame and guilt and loneliness were begging to be let out.

“Let it go, love, let it go,” Anakin said as he held his Master.