The Lure of the Jedi
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Category:
Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
5,961
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Girl's Aren't the Only One's Who Find Anakin Attractive...
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Only George Lucas does. Oh well, it’s not our fault that we want to have a little fun with them. Ok, it is. Well, the plot is mine. Yeah, that’s it.
Obi-wan looked around the small rooms. It was a sign to him how thinly stretched the Republic’s defenses must be if this planet only got this small ship. Many of the troops had to be quartered on the planet’s surface. Obi-wan wondered how long it had been since he and Anakin had been forced to share a room. He wasn’t going to quible, however. He and Anakin had been overseeing the troops here for a week and this was the first night that they were able to sleep in an actual bed. A bed was a bed, whether or not you had to share it with someone else. Obi-wan walked into the bedroom from the small sitting room and sighed in contentment.
“I never thought that a bed would look so...wonderful!” said a voice at his side. Obi-wan looked over at Anakin. Obi-wan had known Anakin since Anakin was nine years old. It never ceased to amaze Obi-wan how that young boy had turned into the powerful young Jedi standing next to him now. Every so often, however, the boy came out, as it did now in the innocent vehemence of Anakin’s words. It made Obi-wan chuckle.
“Yes, it is a truely lovely sight,” replied Obi-wan as he placed his bag on the floor. Anakin went over and sat on the edge of the bed.
“It’s soft too!” he said happily.
Obi-wan smiled. “If you keep talking about how wonderful the bed is, we will never get to sleep in it, and we will need our rest for tomorrow morning.”
Anakin sighed. “The negotiations. Of course.” He got up from the bed and started undressing. Obi-wan followed his lead. Obi-wan glanced over just as Anakin was taking off his shirt. The sight of Anakin’s well muscled back caused him to freeze in the act of removing his own shirt. He hadn’t realized how much Anakin’s body had filled out in the past years.
“Master, I...” Anakin had turned toward Obi-wan, but stopped speaking at the sight of his former master. “Master?”
Obi-wan snapped out of it. “Yes?”
“Master, are you all right?” Anakin asked in concern.
“Yes of course. I’m fine.” Obi-wan forced a smile as he finished taking off his shirt.
“Are you sure? Should I send for someone?”
“No, I’m alright.”
“If you say so, Master.”
“I do say so. We should be getting to bed.” With that, Obi-wan turned off the lights and slid into bed.
Anakin wasn’t convinced. He had seen the look on Ob-wan’s face as he turned to ask Obi-wan a question. He had given that look to Padmé once, and she told him not to look at her like that becasue it made her uncomfortable. Now he knew how she felt. It was like you were completely exposed in the other person’s eyes. The only thing he could do was hudle on his side of the bed as much as possible.
Obi-wan looked around the small rooms. It was a sign to him how thinly stretched the Republic’s defenses must be if this planet only got this small ship. Many of the troops had to be quartered on the planet’s surface. Obi-wan wondered how long it had been since he and Anakin had been forced to share a room. He wasn’t going to quible, however. He and Anakin had been overseeing the troops here for a week and this was the first night that they were able to sleep in an actual bed. A bed was a bed, whether or not you had to share it with someone else. Obi-wan walked into the bedroom from the small sitting room and sighed in contentment.
“I never thought that a bed would look so...wonderful!” said a voice at his side. Obi-wan looked over at Anakin. Obi-wan had known Anakin since Anakin was nine years old. It never ceased to amaze Obi-wan how that young boy had turned into the powerful young Jedi standing next to him now. Every so often, however, the boy came out, as it did now in the innocent vehemence of Anakin’s words. It made Obi-wan chuckle.
“Yes, it is a truely lovely sight,” replied Obi-wan as he placed his bag on the floor. Anakin went over and sat on the edge of the bed.
“It’s soft too!” he said happily.
Obi-wan smiled. “If you keep talking about how wonderful the bed is, we will never get to sleep in it, and we will need our rest for tomorrow morning.”
Anakin sighed. “The negotiations. Of course.” He got up from the bed and started undressing. Obi-wan followed his lead. Obi-wan glanced over just as Anakin was taking off his shirt. The sight of Anakin’s well muscled back caused him to freeze in the act of removing his own shirt. He hadn’t realized how much Anakin’s body had filled out in the past years.
“Master, I...” Anakin had turned toward Obi-wan, but stopped speaking at the sight of his former master. “Master?”
Obi-wan snapped out of it. “Yes?”
“Master, are you all right?” Anakin asked in concern.
“Yes of course. I’m fine.” Obi-wan forced a smile as he finished taking off his shirt.
“Are you sure? Should I send for someone?”
“No, I’m alright.”
“If you say so, Master.”
“I do say so. We should be getting to bed.” With that, Obi-wan turned off the lights and slid into bed.
Anakin wasn’t convinced. He had seen the look on Ob-wan’s face as he turned to ask Obi-wan a question. He had given that look to Padmé once, and she told him not to look at her like that becasue it made her uncomfortable. Now he knew how she felt. It was like you were completely exposed in the other person’s eyes. The only thing he could do was hudle on his side of the bed as much as possible.