Tomorrow

Chapter 6


It had been two months since Obi-Wan had been claimed by Xanatos. The nights had remained a blur of passion and need, and their days were filled with lengthening conversations and a growing knowledge of each other.

But Obi-Wan’s heart remained elusively his own.

Though the younger man responded openly and with rapturous inhibition, Xan sensed that a large part of Obi-Wan was still locked away, just out of his reach. This knowledge was the single note of discontent in his life.

His blue eyes flickered to the young man as he got dressed for their evening out. Although always accompanied by guards, who now acted more as bodyguards than anything else, the two men had been going out more and more. Sometimes it would be a business function and Obi-Wan had begun to accept his new life.

Everyone was only too eager to please the powerful Xanatos de Crion’s young lover. Indeed, everyone could see how he doted on the boy and no one wanted the handsome young man to whisper things in his lover’s ear that might lead to a financial loss. And there had been whispers that Xanatos’ ruthless methods were not limited to hurting an enemy financially. So it was better to appease the lover and hope that they would find favor with de Crion.

Obi-Wan had been nervous the first few times he had appeared at such a function on Xan’s arm. The clothes were unfamiliar, the leather and silk providing a distracting sensation on his overly sensitive skin, and the softness of the life he now led was somewhat disconcerting.

To keep himself in shape, Obi-Wan had continued with his katas and exercises. Xanatos even joined him occasionally and the two men found that they worked well together, their motions almost perfectly in sync. But the Jedi had discovered that such events made him listless and sad for days and Xan must have sensed his dismay and so had not joined him in the small training salle in recent weeks.

When he worked his muscles, felt the Force flow through him, he could almost imagine that he was back on Coruscant. The collar had been gone for weeks now; since Xan had gained Obi-Wan’s solemn promise that he would not try to escape.

Obi-Wan was still unsure why he had given his promise, but given it he had. And he meant to honor it. For now.

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Xanatos heard the man yammering on and on about a contract negotiation. But his mind was not on the seemingly endless stream of words coming out of the man’s mouth, but upstairs with his lover.

Something was bothering Obi-Wan. He could sense his turmoil and anger through the Force. Usually the boy had impeccable shields, annoyingly secure. But today he was radiating his emotions quite clearly, indicating that they must be quite strong indeed.

Finally, Xan gave a sigh and lifted his hand to stop the man’s words. “I shall attend to this tomorrow,” he said dismissively.

With a nod, the man stood up and let himself out of the office.

Xanatos had intended to go directly up to their quarters and soothe his lover’s temper. But now he found himself sitting here and wondering what had caused this change in Obi-Wan. Something was bothering him. But what?

Xanatos stood up and stretched. He walked over to the bar he kept in his office and chose a particularly sweet Alderaani wine and two crystal goblets. He was whistling as he approached the door and smiling as he opened it.

Apparently, his beloved was not in the mood to appreciate Xan’s good humor because a data pad came flying at his head.

Xan ducked instinctively and stared at Obi-Wan.

The younger man’s cheeks were flushed and his chest heaving. His eyes were red as if he had been crying, though no evidence of tears stained his cheeks.

Carefully, Xan set the wine and goblets on a table and approached the young man. He held out his hand and began to murmur soothingly to him.

“My love,” Xan said. “What’s the matter?”

Obi-Wan turned stormy eyes on the fallen Jedi. “I hate you!” He screamed.

Xan flinched at the words and the tone. Desperately he began searching his mind for what might have caused such a reversal in Obi-Wan’s behavior but could come up with nothing.

“Why won’t you let me go?” Obi-Wan demanded as he began pacing the room like a caged panther.

Still stunned, Xanatos stood in the middle of the floor as he watched Obi-Wan’s almost frantic movements. Shaking himself, he approached Obi-Wan and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

Obi-Wan’s response was immediate, though not what Xanatos wanted.

The younger man whirled around his fist connected with Xan’s jaw before either of them could blink.

Xan staggered back, his eyes wide with disbelief. Even Obi-Wan looked shocked, staring at his hand as if wondering what had just happened.

“What the hell was that about?” Xan snapped, his own anger growing rapidly.

“I hate you!” Obi-Wan said, regaining his former state of fury. “Just let me go!”

Xanatos laughed and shook his head. “Not happening, my boy.” He rubbed his jaw and grimaced. “You can hate me all you want, but you’re mine.”

Obi-Wan gave a growl of frustration and turned away from the older man.

With determination and a healthy dose of anger, Xanatos walked up behind the young man and threw his arms around him, effectively immobilizing him with a firm embrace. Obi-Wan bucked and thrashed, but could not remove the durasteel arms.

Soon, Obi-Wan’s irate utterings turned to sobs. But even his tears were angry tears and he still struggled to escape Xan’s arms. Xanatos held on patiently, his own ire lessening in the face of Obi-Wan’s obvious desperation. Something was wrong and he intended to find out what it was.

When Obi-Wan had exhausted himself, Xan began to murmur in his ear. “What’s the matter love?”

Obi-Wan, however, remained stubbornly silent, even turning his face away from Xanatos.

Xan gave a grunt of exasperation and before he even realized what he was doing, his hand reached out and smacked Obi-Wan’s bottom. Turbulent blue eyes turned Xan’s way but that was the only reaction he got.

Unable to control himself, Xan gave Obi-Wan one good, hard shove toward their bed. The younger man landed with an exhalation of breath.

“I’ve had about enough of this shit, Obi-Wan,” Xan ground out. “What the fuck is the matter with you?”

Obi-Wan merely turned on his side, refusing to look at Xanatos.

Xan got on the bed and settled himself behind Obi-Wan, his arm wrapped around the boy’s lean waist. He began to trail kisses up the younger man’s throat, letting his tongue flick out and worship his ear.

“Talk to me…”

Still silent, Obi-Wan’s tense body relaxed just a bit.

“What’s the matter?”

“Everything…” Obi-Wan replied in a defeated voice.

“Tell me.”

There was silence for a moment and then Obi-Wan sighed heavily. “Do you know what today is?’

Xanatos became still, wondering if he had missed an important date. But Obi-Wan’s Life Day was still months away and –

Shit.

Xan closed his eyes and groaned. Today was Jinn’s Life Day.

He turned Obi-Wan over to face him and kissed his cheek. “Little one, I’m so sorry. I didn’t think…”

Obi-Wan closed his eyes.

Xanatos looked at the mutinous set of his lover’s face and knew it would take some effort to break through this anger.

Undulating his hips just slightly against Obi-Wan’s side, Xanatos began a campaign of seduction. He slipped his hand into Obi-Wan’s pants and lightly caressed the awakening cock inside. Xan nibbled at the boy’s throat and opened his shirt to let his hands dance over the silken flesh of his lover’s chest.

A groan from Obi-Wan signaled the success of Xan’s efforts, but when their eyes locked, Xan saw the echo of the turbulent feelings still present.

Time for something new, something to keep the boy’s mind off of things back on Coruscant.

“Obi-Wan,” he whispered. “Make love to me…”

“What?” The boy’s confusion was clear. Weren’t they already making love?

“I want to feel you inside of me…” Xan murmured, watching with delight as a fiery red blush spread across Obi’s face. This was something he had never suggested.

“But I’ve never…”

“I know, but I need to feel you inside of me,” Xan whispered urgently. A wild spark ignited in Obi-Wan’s eyes, a reluctant excitement.

Xan got to his knees and urged Obi-Wan to do the same. “Please, Obi-Wan, for me.”

Almost shyly, Obi-Wan got behind Xanatos and ran a trembling hand up the older man’s sides. Then he traced light circles on Xan’s ass, marveling at the soft texture of the pale flesh. Instinctively, Obi-Wan leaned down and kissed the rounded muscles, dragging a groan from Xanatos.

“Yesss…” Xan hissed.

Gaining some confidence, Obi-Wan brought his fingers to Xan’s entrance. Copying the movements he knew so well from Xanatos’ touch, he gently inserted one finger using his own saliva as a lubricant. The fallen Jedi began to quiver beneath Obi’s ministrations, making both men hold their breath for a moment.

Xan leaned back into the touch, prompting Obi-Wan to add a finger to his intimate caress.

“Oh, gods! Hurry, Obi-Wan!”

With a groan of surrender, Obi-Wan lined up his cock with Xan’s entrance and began a slow push in. Impatiently, Xan shoved himself backward, impaling himself on the length of Obi-Wan’s cock in one thrust.

“Oh Force…” Obi-Wan exclaimed. The feeling of it was unbelievable. If this is what Xan felt when he thrust into Obi-Wan’s body, the younger man finally knew why Xan’s hunger was insatiable.

Pulling his hips back, he savored Xan’s groan of protest. Obi-Wan put his hands on Xan’s hips, his fingers digging deep.

With a grunt, Obi-Wan thrust forward hard.

In and out, the rhythm of their lovemaking claimed them both. Each thrust seemed harder and deeper than the last. Obi-Wan leaned down to lick at Xan’s glistening back. He nibbled lightly and was rewarded with a moan from the man moving beneath him.

“Harder…”

Obi-Wan thrust deeper.

“Bite me harder…” Xan explained.

Obi-Wan hesitated and then brought his mouth back down to Xan’s back. After a tentative lick, he clamped down with his teeth.

The action brought a howl of completion from Xan and the contraction of the muscles around his cock caused Obi-Wan to plummet over the edge as well.

Afterwards, even as Obi-Wan trembled in Xan’s arms, his thoughts were far away on Coruscant with his Jedi Master. And Obi-Wan knew that no matter how hard Xan tried, he would never forget Qui-Gon Jinn.