Author: Jen Roberts DarraJ@mackom.com

Character: Anakin/you/ Obi-wan

Category: This started as a PWP and developed one…go figure

Disclaimer: I aint makin no money from this and the characters ain’t mine. So don’t sue me cuz I am flat broke anyway.

Summary: You and Anakin get the munchies…for each other. Obi-wan decides he can be of assistance. This is certainly in the NC-17 category.

---This is my first fic so ANY feedback is ok with me…thanks to a certain list sib for the pre-read to make sure this smut was fit for list consumption.---

          When you roll over to look at the clock your stomach reminds you with a twinge that you forgot dinner. The last few weeks have been exhausting; you passed the trials and you could swear the council has asked you to visit every known planet in the Republic. Muttering about how good it is to be back at the Temple for a while you roll out of bed.  You rummage through your still-packed bags on the floor and come up empty handed for food.  Throwing on a tunic over your bra and sleep pants you head to the temple kitchen.

       When you arrive in the kitchen you find the refrigerator to be stocked with plenty of fruits. Picking one from the bin you start back to your quarters.  About halfway through the dining hall you sense that you aren’t alone.  As your eyes adjust to the darkness you see Anakin Skywalker leaning on the doorframe.

            “Blocking my getaway, Skywalker?” you ask sarcastically

            “No, of course not,” he says, “I see that great minds think alike though.”

         In your mind you say to yourself that great minds must be thinking about jumping the blonde Jedi in front of you when you suddenly realize he means the fruit in your hand. You blush slightly as you meet his gaze. You hope he didn’t catch that thought.

            “Well, you are welcome to some of mine if you’re hungry,” you manage to stammer.

            “I’d like that,” he says still grinning.

            With Anakin at your side you leave the dining hall to head back to your quarters. Lost in your thoughts again your mind wonders to the Jedi next to you.  At 19, he is impressive to look at. Cropped blonde hair, a lopsided smile and a muscular upper body make him even more appealing to you. A brush of Anakins hand against yours suddenly brings you mind back to your company. He grins at your failure to shield your thoughts. Silently cursing your lack of control you arrive at your quarters. Anakin stops behind you and puts his hand on your lower back while you punch in the code for the door.  His arm moves around your waist and comes to rest on your stomach.  A combination of the warmth of his hand and your lust filled thoughts causes you to temporarily forget your code. Calming your mind you finally press the right combination and step in.

            “Make yourself at home,” you say plopping down on the couch next to him. You take a bite from the fruit and savor the sweet juicy taste. You pass it to Anakin who takes a large bite out of it causing the fruits juices to drip down his chin and on to his tunic. Cursing himself he stands up to try to wipe it off and only succeeds in making the stain worse.

            “I can clean that for you ,” you manage in between giggles “if the stain sets your tunic might be ruined.”

            Anakin drops the sash on the floor and undoes his tunic.  You suck in your breath when he opens his tunic revealing the tanned muscular chest you were drooling over earlier. He hands you his tunic and you fill the sink with soap and water and set the tunic in to soak. When you return to sit down you find Anakin still sitting on the couch finishing the last of the fruit off. You notice that some of the juice is running down his chin and about to drip off.

         “Close your eyes,” you tell him with a straight face.

Reluctantly he does just as the drop gathers to fall. You lean over and lick the drop from the cleft of his chin. He opens his eyes to see you right in front of his face.  Grinning sheepishly you plant a soft kiss on his lips. Stunned by your boldness, Anakin is speechless. He reaches a hand up and runs his hand across your cheek and through your hair. Purring like a kitten you kiss him again softly. He responds this time, kissing you with passion. You open your mouth to allow his tongue entrance. His kisses are rough and eager, making your body ache to be touched next. You lean back into the corner of the large overstuffed couch and Anakin hand searches for the tie on your tunic. His kisses become insistent as he gets the tie undone and slips his hand under the fabric. His hand finds your breast and he caresses it gently as his thumb grazes the nipple making it hard. You close your eyes and enjoy the feeling of his body against yours. His mouth finds the other nipple and he teases it to hardness.

You shiver at the feeling of his warm breath on your sensitive skin. He carefully slips the tunic down your shoulders planting kisses on each new inch of your revealed skin. You slip out of your tunic and it falls to the floor. Anakins hands search for the tie holding your sleep pants up and he begins to untie the cord when you stop him.

“Its my turn now,” you say pushing him on his back to the other end of the couch. You start kissing his chest, licking a path down to the waistband of his pants. He holds his breath when you slowly pull the waistband down continuing to kiss his taut stomach. The bulge in his pants is an obvious sign he is more than enjoying what’s happening. You quickly undo his boots and toss them to the floor. You return to his sleep pants, slipping your fingers into the waistband and pulling. You tug them off and gasp at the view. Anakins eyes are wide as you start again licking lower until you reach his cock. He moans when you take the tip into your mouth. You start slowly at first licking from the tip to the base. Relaxing your throat muscles you take all of him in your mouth and begin to increase speed.  His hands come to the sides of your head as he begins to thrust in your mouth. By his moans you sense that he is close. Suddenly he stops you and lifts your chin up.

 “I want you to enjoy this too,” he says in your mind.

You lie back on the couch and Anakin wastes no time kissing a path from your neck to your belly button. He inserts a finger in your wetness without warning. You moan with pleasure at the invasion. His thumb expertly brushes your clit sending bolts through your body. He lowers his mouth to your mound and licks softly at your folds. Anakin places your legs over his shoulders and continues to suck. His mouth finds your nub and he flicks it causing you to arch your hips. His skilled tongue continues until he has you panting and begging him to take you,

 Withdrawing his mouth and fingers he positions himself between your legs. He leans forward to kiss your earlobe.

“I want you,” he says in a raspy voice. At that moment he enters you.  He stops to allow your walls to adjust to his size and then he starts to move slowly in you. You tilt your hips slightly and he immediately hits your sweet spot. He shifts his weight and lies with his body covering yours. The warmth from his body feels good and you can feel the force radiating from him as he pounds into you.  The wave of pleasure you are feeling from him only heightens your own intense feelings.

 “Let yourself go,” he says in your mind “ I want you to come with me.”

His thrusting gains speed as both of you get closer to release.  Moaning, you rake your nails down his back. The force is surrounding you both making the pleasure shared between you even greater. Anakin’s  thrusts are hard and deliberate. He takes long strokes almost withdrawing the tip each time he pulls back. Feeling your orgasm about to break you scream his name. He slams your spot and sends you over the edge. Arching your hips and clenching his shaft with your muscles you cause him to climax. He comes with you in a burst of light, both of your bodies sweating from the heat you created. Anakin murmurs your name as he empties the last of his seed into you.

Both of you pant heavily, physically and mentally exhausted. Anakin collapses on top of you his chest heaving. He lies there while you run your hands through his hair until he slides out of you and rolls to your side. The sudden cold air in contact with your sweat covered skin causes goose bumps to rise on your body.

            Snuggling into his chest your breathing returns to normal. He grabs a nearby blanket and pulls it around you both. 

          “How did you manage to get away from Obi-wan tonight?” you ask drifting near sleep.

            “He was asleep when I left to find something to eat,” he whispers, “with all the noise we made I am surprised the whole temple isn’t awake by now.”

            Searching the force you feel Obi-wan awake and on his way to your quarters to see Anakin. Anakin rolls off the couch and pulls his sleep pants on. He opens your door to a very serious looking Obi-wan standing in the hallway. 

            Blushing you pull the blanket to cover your still nude body with the blanket when Obi-wan starts to grin.

            "Anakin,” he says still smiling, “what did I tell you about shielding your thoughts?”

            “I bet you two even woke Master Yoda up,” he says chuckling.

            Embarrassed by the thought of the rest of the council enjoying the sex almost as much as you did, you bury your face in the nearest pillow.

            Anakin sits down on the couch with you and puts his arms around you and kisses your hair gently.

            “Don’t worry,” Obi wan says in your other ear. Surprised by his sudden closeness you get another case of goose bumps.  Obi-wan and Anakin exchange a quick glance with each other and you find yourself wondering if there was something you missed.

            You open your mouth to ask when Obi-wans lips are on yours. When you finally come up for air he pulls you to him and whispers in your ear.

            “The three of us are going to practice shielding our thoughts, ” he says kissing your neck  “even if it takes all night to get it right.”