I found comfort in your arms
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Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,082
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I found comfort in your arms
Title: I found comfort in your arms
Summery: Obi Wan and Sable find comfort in each other's arms post TPM
Disclaimer: Characters belong to George Lucas I'm just making shameless smut
Note: This is my first fic over pg so bare with me
"Are you sure you don't want anything?" Sabe asked, already knowing the answe but needing to ask. As she, suspected Obi Wan shook his head. His gold/red hair shone in the moonlight and Sabe found herself entranced by it. Gently she came up beside him, lowering his face to hers and bringing their lips together in a kiss.
They stood that way for many moments. She felt a thrill of pleasure as Obi Wan wrapped his arms about her waist tightly, bringing her closer until their bodies meshed. The kiss became deeper; Sabe felt her breath being stolen as Obi Wan pressed his advantage, bruising her lips with his intensity. Unskilfully but passionately Sabe met his onslaught, not wanting to loose any contact. His mouth was warm and sweet, she fed eagerly on the heat, wanting more but not aware of how to ask.
It seemed Obi Wan knew what her silent plea begged for as he lifted her and gently deposited on the bed. Able to catch her breath she gazed up at Obi Wan, admiring the sleek, handsome man above her. Her heart cried out with his for all they had lost. Together they would find some kind of peace. He ran his fingers over and under her jaw. The sensation-sending pin pricks of pleasure to her centre and she squirmed uncomfortably. His touch ignited something in her she had never thought she owned.
She parted her lips, this time the kiss was long and slow and was accompanied with his hands running gently over the sides of her body. He paused as he reached her hips but she arched into his touch and whimpered softly into his mouth so he concentrated pleasuring her there.
Sabe gasped openly as Obi Wan ran his fingers firmly but gently across her hipbones and then dipped across her centre, each time bringing her dress up to her hips. When her legs were bared before him, he gave one last farewell kiss to her lips and moved lower down her body to access her legs. He pressed tiny, wet kisses on her thighs and hips even as he dispensed with her panties. As he finally placed a long lingering kiss directly on her mound and she arched off the bed with a cry of surprise and passion.
Smiling, Obi Wan entered her with two fingers, allowing her body to adjust to his invasion, he watched as Sabe's chest heaved with the excertion as he gently rotated his fingers in and out causing a shaft of pleasure to rip from her lower stomach to her chest and back. Setting the pace Obi Wan watched as Sabe's hips moved to mimic the pace and as her breath got shorter. He watched with awe as she plummeted over the precipice and orgasmed the sensation of her body spassaming against his fingers was exquisite.
Once she had calmed Obi Wan returned to his position, holding himself over her as he helped her take of her dress and he to disrobe. Once they were naked, Obi Wan took the time to fully gaze at the woman beneath him, basking in the softness of her skin and the willingness of her body as he entered her. He kissed the tears as he broke her hymen and waited as she stretched to accommodate him. He forced himself not to moan at how tight and warm and silky she felt around him. How she instantly seemed to tighten around him instinctively.
Pressing kisses between her jaw and breastbone Obi Wan thrust into her, as the speed increased, causing their hips to collide with delicious friction his kisses became more frantic. Sabe's fingers mapped the expanse of his back as she gasped her pleasure, his groans mixing with hers as they moved together as if they had done it thousands of times.
Sabe closed her eyes as Obi Wan pulled her closer, pulling them chest to chest as she felt the warm expanse of stomach meet hers, she whimpered as Obi Wan's hardness hit the spot deep inside her that was made just for him. She bit down on his neck, gently,trying to find an outlet for the pleasure that had once cut through her heady, slow, and hot but now was burning need and desire that she could not quench. The shaft of pleasure had exploded reaching every nerve ending as Obi Wan thrusted and she met , her need crying out to his own, mixing and howling in a voice of its own.
She resisted at first when Obi Wan tilted her head so she met his eyes and they lay like that, each thrusting against each other with desperate need and staring deep into the other's eyes. Each mirroring what the other wanted and that only they could give. She wanted to hide from the unrestrained desire in his eyes, from his love. It meant there was something deeper then friendship between them.
She could not form a coherent thought as she tightened her grip as his fingers slipped on her shoulders and down the valley of her breasts, igniting and stimulating nerves she never knew existed as she sweated.
The heat became so intense Sabe believed she would burn; happily, as Obi Wan met her mouth in a hungry, slow kiss she came, spiralling into the cosmos with no one to catch her. She felt Obi Wan's hands intertwine with hers and he grunted his release as they came back to earth together the knowledge that he had caught her.
When her eyes opened, she turned her head, seeing their hands twined together. She swallowed deeply, wanting to deny a new more quiet feeling that had grown from their passionate coupling but as she gazed into Obi Wan's eyes, she couldn't.
He wiped away tears she hadn't realized she had shed and kissed her, the kiss of a lover, taking his time, claiming her, and allowing her the same. As she found herself lying on top of Obi Wan and the cover, being pulled over her back she felt his heartbeat and unconsciously leaned closer to hear it.
It was beating for her.
Just for her.
He seemed to understand her reluctance and so he said nothing as he gently stroked her hair and back with one hand as the other held her against him protectievly.
Summery: Obi Wan and Sable find comfort in each other's arms post TPM
Disclaimer: Characters belong to George Lucas I'm just making shameless smut
Note: This is my first fic over pg so bare with me
"Are you sure you don't want anything?" Sabe asked, already knowing the answe but needing to ask. As she, suspected Obi Wan shook his head. His gold/red hair shone in the moonlight and Sabe found herself entranced by it. Gently she came up beside him, lowering his face to hers and bringing their lips together in a kiss.
They stood that way for many moments. She felt a thrill of pleasure as Obi Wan wrapped his arms about her waist tightly, bringing her closer until their bodies meshed. The kiss became deeper; Sabe felt her breath being stolen as Obi Wan pressed his advantage, bruising her lips with his intensity. Unskilfully but passionately Sabe met his onslaught, not wanting to loose any contact. His mouth was warm and sweet, she fed eagerly on the heat, wanting more but not aware of how to ask.
It seemed Obi Wan knew what her silent plea begged for as he lifted her and gently deposited on the bed. Able to catch her breath she gazed up at Obi Wan, admiring the sleek, handsome man above her. Her heart cried out with his for all they had lost. Together they would find some kind of peace. He ran his fingers over and under her jaw. The sensation-sending pin pricks of pleasure to her centre and she squirmed uncomfortably. His touch ignited something in her she had never thought she owned.
She parted her lips, this time the kiss was long and slow and was accompanied with his hands running gently over the sides of her body. He paused as he reached her hips but she arched into his touch and whimpered softly into his mouth so he concentrated pleasuring her there.
Sabe gasped openly as Obi Wan ran his fingers firmly but gently across her hipbones and then dipped across her centre, each time bringing her dress up to her hips. When her legs were bared before him, he gave one last farewell kiss to her lips and moved lower down her body to access her legs. He pressed tiny, wet kisses on her thighs and hips even as he dispensed with her panties. As he finally placed a long lingering kiss directly on her mound and she arched off the bed with a cry of surprise and passion.
Smiling, Obi Wan entered her with two fingers, allowing her body to adjust to his invasion, he watched as Sabe's chest heaved with the excertion as he gently rotated his fingers in and out causing a shaft of pleasure to rip from her lower stomach to her chest and back. Setting the pace Obi Wan watched as Sabe's hips moved to mimic the pace and as her breath got shorter. He watched with awe as she plummeted over the precipice and orgasmed the sensation of her body spassaming against his fingers was exquisite.
Once she had calmed Obi Wan returned to his position, holding himself over her as he helped her take of her dress and he to disrobe. Once they were naked, Obi Wan took the time to fully gaze at the woman beneath him, basking in the softness of her skin and the willingness of her body as he entered her. He kissed the tears as he broke her hymen and waited as she stretched to accommodate him. He forced himself not to moan at how tight and warm and silky she felt around him. How she instantly seemed to tighten around him instinctively.
Pressing kisses between her jaw and breastbone Obi Wan thrust into her, as the speed increased, causing their hips to collide with delicious friction his kisses became more frantic. Sabe's fingers mapped the expanse of his back as she gasped her pleasure, his groans mixing with hers as they moved together as if they had done it thousands of times.
Sabe closed her eyes as Obi Wan pulled her closer, pulling them chest to chest as she felt the warm expanse of stomach meet hers, she whimpered as Obi Wan's hardness hit the spot deep inside her that was made just for him. She bit down on his neck, gently,trying to find an outlet for the pleasure that had once cut through her heady, slow, and hot but now was burning need and desire that she could not quench. The shaft of pleasure had exploded reaching every nerve ending as Obi Wan thrusted and she met , her need crying out to his own, mixing and howling in a voice of its own.
She resisted at first when Obi Wan tilted her head so she met his eyes and they lay like that, each thrusting against each other with desperate need and staring deep into the other's eyes. Each mirroring what the other wanted and that only they could give. She wanted to hide from the unrestrained desire in his eyes, from his love. It meant there was something deeper then friendship between them.
She could not form a coherent thought as she tightened her grip as his fingers slipped on her shoulders and down the valley of her breasts, igniting and stimulating nerves she never knew existed as she sweated.
The heat became so intense Sabe believed she would burn; happily, as Obi Wan met her mouth in a hungry, slow kiss she came, spiralling into the cosmos with no one to catch her. She felt Obi Wan's hands intertwine with hers and he grunted his release as they came back to earth together the knowledge that he had caught her.
When her eyes opened, she turned her head, seeing their hands twined together. She swallowed deeply, wanting to deny a new more quiet feeling that had grown from their passionate coupling but as she gazed into Obi Wan's eyes, she couldn't.
He wiped away tears she hadn't realized she had shed and kissed her, the kiss of a lover, taking his time, claiming her, and allowing her the same. As she found herself lying on top of Obi Wan and the cover, being pulled over her back she felt his heartbeat and unconsciously leaned closer to hear it.
It was beating for her.
Just for her.
He seemed to understand her reluctance and so he said nothing as he gently stroked her hair and back with one hand as the other held her against him protectievly.