Rating: NC-17
Archive: Prudes
Disclaimer: George owns Obi-Wan, I own the chick. Don't make no money.
Summary: The Council forbids Obi-Wan to remain with his love.
Warning: Angst!!
Dedicated to: The loving memory of our original Obi-Wan, Sir Alec Guiness. He held so many names for me: Ben, Col. Nicholson, George Smiley… We will miss you, Godspeed on your journey.
"Can you say that you won't miss me? That you won't miss my touch?"
Obi-Wan stood a few feet away from Jai-Tiel and stared blindly as she spoke. He glanced down, shuffling his feet, clearing his throat, preparing his next words.
"I can't." He whispered.
"Then why? Why do this?" She fought the tears back, determined not to lose what was left of her composure, her pride.
"There are duties that go beyond our menial lives, beyond choice."
"Menial," she seethed. "I'm…us," she corrected, "We are menial? That is what this is to you?" She gestured to herself then to Obi-Wan as he shifted uncomfortably under her accusations.
"No, that isn't what I meant. You know what you've meant to me. I don't want to do this but it is the Council's will."
"The Council! Fuck the Council. They don't run our lives. We run our own lives. Obi-Wan, you confuse your duties with your life. Yes, you are a Jedi, you are to serve all living things, but you must not lose yourself in the process."
"I must obey the will of the Force." Obi-Wan replied solemnly.
"Then you are not as strong as they say. I have half the Force sense you do and I have felt it. Through our bond, through the electricity that surrounds us every time we make love. I know that it is right, that this is the Force's will. Why do you refuse to see it?" Jai folded her arms across her chest and glared at the man standing before her. He was willing to throw it all away, and she would not allow it.
"I'm sorry Jai. The Council has made their orders clear. I am to become a General, leave on my mission, and you are to remain behind… forever. And this mission is…permanent. My new post. They believe that our relationship is only interfering with my duties."
"Is that how you feel? Do you agree with them?" Obi-Wan stood as if searching his conscious for an answer. Jai could feel the anguish in him; the concern and sorrow radiated from him through the Force.
"I can't answer that now. But I am a Jedi Knight and I will obey the Council. It is what I must do." He crossed the small space between them and cupped her face in his hands. She fought back the tears again. He stroked her cheek and spoke gently to her. "I will always love you, Jai-Tiel. You are my only love. I will never sever our bond. And I will never forget you. But you must admit that our paths lie in opposite directions. You've always known that. You have your destiny and I have mine. If it is the true will of the Force then they will cross again; but now we must succumb to them. I'm sorry, my love." He leaned closer and placed his lips on hers.
Slow at first, testing. She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. His mouth was sweet; hers soft and sour like Alderaanian Ale.
Obi-Wan scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the sleeping quarters, laying her softly on the bed.
"Obi, your touch…" she drifted off, lost in his kiss. "Touch me, please. I want to feel you. Put your hands on me." He obeyed and moved his hands to her breasts. He could feel her nipples respond as he ran his hands over them through the light tunic. One swift motion removed it and he touched her bare skin. She trembled.
"Do not be scared my love. Let me love you. Here and now." He moved his mouth down to kiss each breast taking the nipple lightly into his mouth, sucking gently. Then moved down to caress her belly with his tongue. He tugged lightly at her pants and the blaster that hung there, and she responded by arching her hips off the bed. He slid them off her narrow hips slowly, discarding them on the floor beside the tunic.
He moved one hand to her mound and she gasped. He moved slowly, softly placing two fingers between her folds, feeling her wetness. He moved them inside, sweeping them across her sweet spot and she arched against him again. She could see his arousal, even through his clothing. He seemed to read her thoughts and withdrew his fingers and stood. He removed his clothing piece by piece teasing her with the sight of him. Jai watched eagerly. His chest was strong and she yearned to run her hands across it, to run her fingers through his hair, to feel his arousal in her hands.
He resumed his attention to her own arousal. She could feel his breath. Then he touched her. He lapped lightly and she gasped.
"Obi-Wan, please… I need you, now." She cried out. Then she took matters into her own hands. She flipped him to his back and straddled his legs. His eyes were a testament to his shock at her sudden strength. She held his length in her hand and cupped his sac in the other. He groaned in approval. Bending low she took him fully into her mouth, relaxing her throat to take him completely. She moved her mouth slowly up and down his member, running her tongue along the under side, lightly scraping her teeth along the top, eliciting another loud moan as he writhed under her touch.
"Jai, no, not like this. I want to be inside you." She stopped and grinned at him. She lay back on the bed and stared at him beside her. He took the sight of her bare body in hungrily.
"Take me," she whispered.
He placed himself above her and with one swift movement sheathed himself inside her warmth. He gained speed as he moved against her. She rocked her hips up to meet his in perfect rhythm. He leaned close, their sweaty chests, slick against each other. He claimed her mouth again, shoving his tongue forcefully to reach hers. She kissed his neck and nipped at his ear.
"Oh, Obi, you feel so good." She sighed as he increased his pace. His eyes were wild with passion.
"Jai, I want you to come, please, I want to hear you." His words pushed her closer to the edge as he hit her spot over and over again. Then she felt it. She felt their bond electrify. She could feel his arousal and passion towards her as if she were looking down upon herself.
She could feel his orgasm approaching. His breath came in ragged gasps as he pounded into her. It took her over the edge. She screamed his name as she came and he responded with his own orgasm, needing only to have heard and felt hers to take himself over the edge. She felt his warm seed pulse into her, and he moaned has her muscles clenched around him, milking every last drop.
He collapsed, his full weight upon her, and lay there as their breathing slowed. Suddenly, he lifted himself above her again and stared, saying nothing. He studied every curve of her face, every line, the way her hair fell across in curly tendrils, wet with sweat. He memorized it all, burning it into memory. He placed the feel and sound of her arousal there also. He would never forget this moment.
He kissed her again, passionately. She squeezed him, pulling him to her with all her might. She smiled at him and he placed that into memory as well. He would never forget.
Then she felt it. She could sense it through the Force. He hadn't changed his mind over any of it.
"What was this then?" She asked quietly. He kissed her lightly on the mouth and moved to the side of the bed, reaching for his clothes. He stood naked beside her, holding them in his arms and spoke.
"It was good-bye." He said and turned and walked out of her life.
And the tears came forcefully. She could not hold them back any longer. She just lay there, bare, grieving for her love.
