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Lately, Anakin has been under a lot of stress.
The war seems to have no end; the Jedi Council shows him, day after day, that they do not trust him. Ahsoka was expelled, and he could do nothing to prevent it.
And to top it all off, he didn't dare confess his feelings towards his former master, Obi-Wan.
All Anakin wanted was a break, to be in the omega's arms, to feel loved and protected like when he was a pup who had just arrived at the temple.
As Anakin grew up, Obi-Wan put up an invisible barrier between them, which became more noticeable when Anakin presented himself as an alpha.
Of course, he still loved him and cared for him, but as a master does with a Padawan. Obi-Wan stopped stroking his hair, kissing his forehead when he congratulated him for the smallest thing, even hugging him and marking him with his lavender and vanilla pheromones that Anakin loved so much.
From the moment he first saw the omega, Anakin was completely enamored with Obi-Wan. He longed to woo him and confess his feelings once he presented as an alpha, but he could never muster the courage. He feared that Obi-Wan would reject him, stop speaking to him, and avoid him altogether.
And Anakin didn't want to lose the only thing that kept him sane in the bad days and the only reason he was still in the temple.
He tried more than a thousand times to confess his love, but the words refused to leave his lips, irritating him even more.
With a determined step, he went to Chancellor Palpatine's office; the old alpha informed him that he had just returned to the planet and brought him a small gift.
“I appreciate you thinking of me, but… what exactly is this?” Anakin asked, looking curiously at the small, rectangular black cardboard box. It had striking gold cursive lettering.“One Wish Willow.” Turning the small box over in his fingers, he discovered that the back had some brief instructions: “Spark the middle and break in half”.
"It's a curious artifact from the small town I visited. The vendor told me it grants a wish, so I thought I'd bring it back for you, my dear boy. Perhaps you can wish for more rest, since you need it, or you can use it to impress your friends or Master Kenobi." Palpatine said this matter-of-factly, having known about Anakin's infatuation for quite some time, as he finished organizing some important reports for the Senate meetings the following day.
Anakin thanked him for the gift and tucked it into his robes. He didn't believe in such things, but it would do him good to use it to take his mind off things. After bidding farewell to the older man, the alpha headed toward the Jedi Temple, where in the distance he could see Obi-Wan, who appeared to have finished a mission, making his way to his quarters to rest.
Without thinking twice, Anakin walked quickly to catch up with him and accompany him.
Stars, Obi-Wan looked so beautiful tonight, his blue-gray eyes sparkling as he smiled at Anakin, causing tender creases to form beside them, and Anakin wanted to kiss them. His perfectly styled, silky hair was now a little tousled from the day's activities, and he’s scent of lavender and honey enveloped the alpha in a warm joy; it was like being home.
“Let me escort you to your apartment, Master.” Anakin mustered his courage. Tonight, he would confess his feelings once and for all; he couldn't bear this uncertainty any longer. Everyone in his battalion knew how he felt about the omega, as did several people at the temple. It was an open secret, and the alpha couldn't understand how Obi-Wan hadn't noticed his infatuation long ago.
Rubbing his hands together from nervousness, he watched as they soon approached the apartment Anakin used to share with his master, moving out when he was assigned a Padawan, but now he was alone again.
The journey was too short for Anakin's liking, stopping right in front of the door where the omega lived. Since he moved out, Obi-Wan has never invited him in, which is why Anakin wants to give him his space. He's also sure the omega is under a lot of stress and doesn't want to overwhelm him further.
“Good night, Anakin.” Obi-Wan turns his back to enter the apartment code.
“Hey, Obi-Wan,” Anakin said, clenching his hands tightly at his sides, drawing the omega’s attention, who stopped what he was doing to look him in the face.
"What's happening?"
“I was just wondering…never mind, I forgot what I was going to say.” Anakin stared at the nearby wall, hating himself for not being able to confess his feelings. All his life, he’d always said what he thought, but when he was in front of the omega he loved, he was speechless. Like a complete fool.
However, Obi-Wan looked at him expressionlessly for a moment, analyzing the situation, making Anakin even more nervous because he knew that the omega was very clever.
“Anakin, do you feel something for me? A feeling beyond master and padawan?” Obi-Wan spoke in a serious voice, staring intently at the alpha, waiting for an answer.
Anakin paled at being exposed and made eye contact with Obi-Wan. “What?”
"Because if that's the case, now is the time to tell me."
Feeling cornered and with his heart pounding violently in his chest, Anakin tried to say yes, to confess to the omega as he had rehearsed it in his head all the times, but all he could do was shake his head several times.
“I think we’re really good friends; we make a great team together.” his voice came out against his will, wanting to bang his head against the wall for not having the courage to confess his love.
"Alright, get some rest." Without another word, Obi-Wan entered the apartment, closing the door in front of Anakin, who grunted, annoyed by his stupidity, and pulled at his curly hair with both hands in frustration.
Not knowing what else to do, he took out the cardboard box that the chancellor had given him moments before. He didn't believe in any of it, but at this moment, he clung to any small hope so as not to fall into despair that perhaps he would no longer have another opportunity to confess his feelings to the omega.
He walked slowly to his lonely apartment, opening the cardboard box to take out a strange black willow wand with white dots, getting a small scare when the box released a loud melody.
Anakin squeezed it in his right hand to silence it; he didn't want to attract prying eyes, which worked, and without further ado, he made a wish.
"I wish Obi-Wan Kenobi loved me more than anyone in the entire galaxy," and with a swift movement, Anakin snapped the small willow wand in half.
He knew nothing was going to happen; that was clear, so he put the remaining willow pieces and the crumpled cardboard box in the pockets of his robe. He was about to turn right down the corridor when he noticed out of the corner of his eye that a door was open, letting light out from inside, and a person came out.
Completely capturing his attention when he saw who the person was, Anakin was surprised to see Obi-Wan standing at a distance observing him. Due to the contrast of the light, he could not decipher what facial expression he had, but Obi-Wan walked with a determined step until he stood in front of the alpha and smiled warmly at him.
“Anakin, my dear, wouldn’t you like to come in?” Obi-Wan gently took his arm to lead him to his old apartment. “My padawan has just been expelled from the temple.”
"Did they expel your padawan?" Anakin asked, confused. The whole situation seemed extremely strange and somewhat bizarre to him.
Obi-Wan, who was staring intently at him with a strange golden gleam in his eyes, closed them and shook his head several times, realizing his mistake. “No, wait… I mean, your padawan was expelled from the temple. I’m so sorry, my dear. I don’t know if you’d like to spend the night at my apartment, or if you…”
At the omega's insistence, Anakin reached into his robes' pocket to touch the remains of the wish box, trying to find some logic in all of this. Into his master's strange behavior. "Obi-Wan, are you alright?"
"Are you okay?" Without taking his eyes off him for a moment, Obi-Wan gently stroked Anakin's right arm, trying to comfort him and convince him to stay with him.
"Are you asking because of Ahsoka?" With each caress, Anakin stopped feeling nervous, wanting more, but even so, that feeling that something was wrong wouldn't leave him in peace.
“Yes”
“Yes, I’m fine.” However, Obi-Wan became increasingly insistent, wanting Anakin to accompany him to his apartment. He offered him drinks and even offered to cook for him.
“Wait! What was that?” Obi-Wan pulled away from the alpha’s arm, his expression, once adoring and smiling, turning serious as he frowned and stared at the ground, trying to understand the situation. Even the strange golden gleam in his eyes vanished for a moment. “I’m acting weird. This is very strange.”
Before Anakin could say anything, Obi-Wan's expression changed again, and he laughed shyly as he moved closer, placing his right hand on Anakin's muscular torso and resting his head on his shoulder to gaze at him adoringly once more, his eyes once more covered in that golden glow.
“Come on, come with me, please, darling.” Noticing how the alpha was completely frozen in place, Obi-Wan kissed his neck, right on the scent gland, and murmured playfully, “I know what you’re trying to do.”
Of course, Anakin had no idea what was happening. He wanted to place his hands on the omega's body to pull him closer, but the omega moved away before he could make a move. "Let's go to your apartment."
“You’re scaring me, Master.” Obi-Wan bit his lower lip, as if he had done something wrong. “I swear I’ve never seen you act like this before. What’s wrong with you?”
“I must be very tired.” The omega’s voice came out in a small whisper.
“I think you should go rest in your bed; we’ll talk tomorrow.” Anakin tried to guide the omega to his apartment, but he lowered his head and covered his face with both hands.
“I can’t do it.” Anakin tried to do something, but he didn’t know what to do in this situation. “I don’t know if I can be alone right now… the council informed me that some Separatists kidnapped Master Jinn, and he may not return alive. They forbade me from going to rescue him.”
With this information, Anakin was paralyzed. He knew that Qui-Gon was like a father to Obi-Wan, and knowing that Qui-Gon had been kidnapped and was about to die must have consumed Obi-Wan, leaving him unable to do anything but stand by with his arms crossed.
“I’m very sorry, Master. If you want, I can talk to the chancellor; there’s more we can do to rescue him.”
The omega's sobs were not long in coming, and Anakin succumbed to his instincts to hug Obi-Wan and show him that he was there for him at all times, that he was safe in Anakin's arms.
Obi-Wan immediately returned the hug, placing his face on the alpha's neck and breathing in Anakin's characteristic scent of pine and eucalyptus.
So, without further ado, they both headed to the alpha's apartment. Once inside, Obi-Wan looked around in amazement. Anakin, who followed closely behind, was a little nervous because of the mess everywhere: dirty clothes, dirty dishes, droid parts scattered on every surface and floor.
He had been so busy that he only returned to the apartment to sleep; since Ahsoka left, he had no desire to tidy or clean.
“I can’t believe it.” Obi-Wan took a deep breath and walked straight to the master bedroom, the one that belonged to Anakin. The alpha, even more nervous, followed the omega, who stopped in the doorway. “It smells like you.”
"Does it smell bad?"
“No, no, only you,” he said, turning to give Anakin a loving smile. “I missed smelling your scent, my dear; that’s all. I like being here.”
Not knowing what else to say or do, Anakin told Obi-Wan to sleep in his room; the alpha could sleep on the sofa so as not to inconvenience him.
“Let me know if you need more tunics, towels, water, or anything else,” the alpha said after handing Obi-Wan night tunics before leaving the room, watching as the omega stood before the unmade bed, lost in thought, clutching the tunics to his chest. “Rest well.”
“Wait,” Obi-Wan said pleadingly to Anakin. “Can you sleep with me? Please, I don’t want to spend the whole night staring at the ceiling.”
It was undoubtedly a strange request, one Anakin would never have imagined, but he accepted immediately, entering the room, quickly averting his gaze out of respect and turning his back on the omega who began to undress.
With hands trembling from the strange situation, Anakin did the same, dressing only in his night trousers as he dropped his black tunic to the ground.
Upon seeing Obi-Wan again, he timidly noticed him folding his everyday tunics and placing them in a neat pile on the desk. He was wearing only the upper robe as pajamas, revealing his pale legs and, if he bent over slightly, his white panties.
Blushing slightly and dismissing any strange thoughts from his mind so as not to make the omega uncomfortable, Anakin settled himself against the headboard of the bed, on the right side, taking up a small portion of the bed to give Obi-Wan more space to rest.
Watching from his position, Obi-Wan walked slowly towards him from the darkness of the room. Despite the street lights illuminating the room, dark traces remained, creating a strong contrast with the pale, freckled skin.
“I’m so sorry about Ahsoka, my dear.” Once close, Obi-Wan leaned down, taking the alpha’s broad shoulders in his hands and caressing them lightly. He didn’t stop until his lips touched Anakin’s, and they shared a deep kiss.
The heat of arousal enveloped them both. Obi-Wan sat on the alpha's lap, moaning with pleasure into their kiss. Anakin, meanwhile, shamelessly caressed Obi-Wan's bare thighs, desperately moving upwards to caress the clothed crotch that grew slick with each touch and kiss.
Leaving aside the wet fabric, Anakin grabbed the omega's hips tightly and sat him down on his hard cock, moaning in unison at the delicious friction.
“What are you doing, Anakin?” Obi-Wan asked seriously, pushing Anakin’s torso away. However, the alpha was startled by the sudden change in mood, pushed the omega aside, got out of bed, stood in the doorway, and looked at the omega with a certain fear. “Oh, I’m sorry, darling, did I scare you?”
Obi-Wan remained in the center of the bed, crawling while begging the alpha for forgiveness.
“You kissed me, Master!” Trying to remain calm, Anakin paced back and forth, his breathing becoming increasingly erratic. “Explain what that was?”
“I know, I know, I thought I saw something.” Obi-Wan looked pleadingly at Anakin, begging for his forgiveness. “Forgive me, can we just sleep?”
Of course, Anakin didn't back down. He calmed his breathing and looked at Obi-Wan with doubt, believing the omega was mocking him or playing a cruel joke. However, Obi-Wan sat on the bed, covering his face with both hands and weeping uncontrollably. "I'm so sad."
Feeling bad for Obi-Wan, Anakin let the moment pass and walked to the bed, hugging the omega against his chest to calm him, letting him know he was not angry.
He doesn't know when they both fell asleep, but the morning light filtered through his window, waking him from his deep sleep.
Looking around in a disoriented way, Anakin stretched his arms above his head. He wanted to keep sleeping; he had no urgent responsibilities that required his presence. However, he got out of bed when he remembered everything that had happened the night before.
Finding the bed completely empty, the omega’s tunics he had placed on the desk were gone.
Of course, it must all have been a dream, a fantasy created by Anakin's desperation to not feel alone.
Bringing both hands to his head to untangle his hair, Anakin headed to the kitchen to make some coffee.
He stopped abruptly when he saw Obi-Wan in the kitchen preparing breakfast for him. He smiled broadly upon noticing the alpha's presence.
Leaving everything he was doing, Obi-Wan heads towards where Anakin was, who was looking at him in surprise.
“Good morning, honey.” Obi-Wan stood on his tiptoes to kiss the alpha on the lips, smiling broadly when he pulled away. “You need to eat. Let’s have breakfast together.”
Even with doubt on his face, Anakin looked around, unsure how to react to seeing his entire apartment clean and tidy. All the clothes and droid parts were no longer on the floor, and even the dirty dishes had been washed and put away.
It seemed like a completely different, new place.
Anakin couldn't think any further because, upon sitting down at the table, he was surprised to see Obi-Wan place a plate overflowing with food in front of him. He tried to find an explanation, but couldn't, when Obi-Wan sat down opposite him, smiling affectionately and hoping he would eat all the food.
His facial expression never changed.
The rest of the day passed peacefully because the omega was called by the council to a meeting, which he reluctantly accepted, and he angrily left Anakin's apartment.
So without wasting any more time, Anakin headed to Chancellor Palpatine's office. He needed answers to the omega's strange behavior; his subconscious was screaming at him that the cardboard box promising him a wish was completely real.
In any case, Anakin just wanted to understand what he should do to make Obi-Wan behave normally; he still wanted the omega to love him, but his strange attitude puzzled him a little.
Obviously, nothing went as planned. The chancellor's guards told him the old alpha was in a meeting but that he could wait. Anakin returned to the temple two hours later when he saw that the chancellor was nowhere to be seen.
Tired, he decided to ignore his comlink; he had no desire to accept missions, much less attend council meetings.
All he wanted was to take a bath and sleep; he had barely set foot in his apartment when there was a persistent knocking at the door.
Grumbling in frustration, Anakin went to open the door, surprised to notice Obi-Wan standing there, fiddling with the sleeves of his robes because of how nervous he was, alternating between glancing shyly at his feet and then at Anakin's face.
“I’m so sorry about last night; I didn’t mean to scare you,” the omega apologized, making Anakin forget all his troubles and try to ease Obi-Wan’s guilt a little. “The stress of the war, the missions, and what’s happening with Qui-Gon finally threw me off balance.”
“No, no, I guess I’m glad I was there to help you.” Anakin tried to make his pheromones reflect his feelings, making them soft and a little sweet to avoid causing more anxiety and guilt in the omega.
Obi-Wan looked at the alpha's face for several seconds before continuing. "I really like what we have, and I want to be honest about a few things, and it's very important to me..."
“Don’t worry, Master, I understand.” Anakin decided to interrupt the omega; he didn’t want to hear the rejection come from his lips; he wouldn’t be able to handle it.
“I know you like me, Anakin.” Obi-Wan looked at him with bright eyes and a blush on his face, his smile forming shyly.
Swallowing hard, Anakin suddenly felt his mouth dry. He began to stammer a few unfinished words, but took a deep breath. He didn't want to make the same mistake as last night. "Why? Do...do you like me?"
"Would it scare you if I said yes?"
Anakin smiled broadly; his heartbeat raced with excitement at what he was hearing; he could feel the warmth spreading through him. "How long have you liked me?"
“I don’t know; it happened over time. It started when you were knighted, and last night I saw what you and I—” Happiness left the omega, his eyes saddened as he looked at the alpha, remembering how he hadn’t responded. “Do you feel anything for me?”
“Yes, indeed.” Now, without fear of uncertainty or rejection, Anakin answered what he had felt for a long time.
Thus began their relationship. Everything was perfect for Anakin. Obi-Wan practically lived in his apartment, skipping small missions and temple duties to spend as much time together as possible.
When they were assigned missions or sent to war, they were always sent together, much to the delight of the omega, who did not hide his euphoria in front of the council, which questioned him more than once about his unusual behavior, but Obi-Wan ignored them.
Even Anakin thought the council would end up separating them because Obi-Wan showed too much attachment to Anakin, but luckily for him, this never happened.
They continued assigning them together.
Although there were still some attitudes about Obi-Wan that disturbed Anakin a little, he learned to love them like everything else in the omega.
For example, when they were in a meeting, whether it was on the council's side, creating new combat strategies for the war, Obi-Wan would always look at him, ignoring everyone else in the room.
At first, he found it a little uncomfortable and strange that the omega was so obsessed with him, but as time passed, he got used to it, returning his smile from anywhere in the room, causing Obi-Wan to blush and smile back even more.
Everything was perfect between them, and even the sex was spectacular. Obi-Wan always found ways to keep Anakin satisfied and happy. While on missions and sharing a ship with several clones, the omega would seek out secluded spots to take Anakin and kiss him passionately. It would end with Obi-Wan's trousers around his knees, being fucked against the wall, trying to stifle his moans so they wouldn't be caught. Anakin clung to the omega's hips, biting his clothed shoulder to muffle his groans. Anakin came on Obi-Wan’s lower back and cleaned him up afterward; he didn't want the omega to be uncomfortable with his semen in his pussy all day.
Obi-Wan had also previously insisted that he wanted Anakin's mark on his neck; he wanted to show it to everyone and boast that he was Anakin's omega.
Of course, Anakin wanted to mark him; however, they had been on missions and fighting in the war for so long that he didn't want to mark Obi-Wan in a ship corridor or in a dirty tent.
So, when they finally returned to the temple after weeks of being away, Anakin went to deliver the report to the council, since he wanted to spend a pleasant evening eating at Dex's Diner; Obi-Wan was already waiting for him there.
So, not wanting to keep the omega waiting any longer, Anakin said goodbye to the council and walked quickly through the temple corridors, even thinking about buying him a gift to celebrate how well their relationship was going.
Suddenly, a tall figure greeted him from a distance before he left the temple.
“Anakin, it’s been a long time; I thought you were off the planet,” Master Jinn greeted excitedly, leaving Anakin perplexed to see the older alpha in front of him and not hurt as Obi-Wan had implied.
“Master Qui-Gon, I thought…I thought you had been captured by the Separatists, that—” Anakin tried to calm himself and take a deep breath; he didn’t understand anything, his head was a mess.
“Separatists? Of course not. I’ve been away from the temple for several months because the council sent me to mediate some peaceful disputes on the Outer Rim, which reminds me that I must inform them immediately. Give my regards to Obi-Wan.” And without another word, Master Jinn withdrew, leaving Anakin with several questions swirling in his head.
Had Obi-Wan lied to him?
Why?
Why mention that Qui-Gon was kidnapped and was going to die?
Not knowing what to do, he knew he was running late for his date with the omega, so he continued on to the restaurant, now at a slow pace. His head was a jumble of thoughts; he didn't even realize when he'd arrived. He could feel his eyes burning with the feeling of being deceived, mocked. He entered listlessly, greeted by Obi-Wan, who had been staring at the door the whole time from his place at a center table, and waved happily, even though they had returned from a mission together just a few hours earlier.
Sitting across from the omega, his serious expression—which Obi-Wan either didn't notice or chose not to—began to tell him how happy these dates with Anakin made him. He wished they could do it every night if only the council didn't assign them so many absurd missions. He just wanted to be alone with the alpha. He wanted everyone to see their love.
“Anakin, I love you so, so, so, so, so much that I don’t think I could live without you.” Obi-Wan smiled and took the hand that Anakin had on the table, intertwining their fingers and completely capturing his attention. Anakin let out a trembling sigh as he realized something.
"Do you think you love me more than anyone else in the galaxy?"
The omega's happiness was immediate; he seemed to radiate joy, and the golden gleam in his blue-gray eyes was even more pronounced. He smiled broadly and blushed, glancing briefly at their clasped hands before looking back at Anakin. "Yes, more than anyone in the entire galaxy."
Mustering his courage, Anakin decided to question the omega before they ordered their food. “Obi-Wan, was Qui-Gon really captured by the Separatists?”
Little by little, the radiant smile disappeared from the omega's face, forming a straight line with his lips. His eyes, which before showed a gleam of adoration towards Anakin, now became cold and lifeless. Where before there had been a beautiful blue-gray characteristic of those beautiful eyes, now, little by little, they turned completely golden.
The change was so drastic that Anakin froze, the soft, warm grip on his hand slowly tightening until it was extremely painful, causing his face to contort in agony.
Watching with wide eyes as Obi-Wan slowly shook his head, a large, forced smile that pulled his cheeks to the limit formed on his lips.
“No, no, no,” he began, chuckling softly but still smiling darkly and terrifyingly. Then he let go of Anakin’s hand and stood up, screaming at the top of his lungs. He drew the attention of the entire restaurant, using the Force to lift everything around them—plates, silverware, chairs, and tables—creating a gruesome scene and causing the alpha immense anxiety, as he had never witnessed this behavior from Obi-Wan before. “NO, NO, NO! DON’T DO THAT! I thought we were having a great date!”
"Yes, we are, we are, sit down." Anakin took the omega's wrist, trying to get him to sit down again.
The distorted smile on Obi-Wan's face slowly contracted, transforming into one of sadness and pain as tears streamed down his cheeks. He stamped his feet in a fit of pique. "Why does it matter? I thought we were having a nice date."
“We are, we are, honey, I promise.” Anakin managed to convince Obi-Wan to return to his seat. Luckily, the Force around them calmed, and everything returned to normal. Even the omega's golden eyes returned to their natural color, much to the alpha's relief. But even so, the people around them were still staring and whispering. “Relax, it is… It's a great date.”
Obi-Wan observed him for a moment, his expression serious and his eyes wide, analyzing him. "So why does it matter?"
"It doesn't matter to me." Now it was Anakin who stroked Obi-Wan's wrist to convey what he felt and that it was sincere.
Dinner was ruined, but the omega's spirits still returned, excited to return to Anakin's apartment to spend the night together.
As was usual in all their encounters, Obi-Wan was always the one who appeared more passionate.
Barely having set foot in Anakin's apartment, Obi-Wan throws himself into his arms to kiss him passionately, moaning between wet kisses as Anakin helps him remove all the layers of his tunics.
With clumsy steps, they head to the master bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes scattered on the floor that Obi-Wan will pick up and wash the next morning to keep everything in order.
Once in bed, the omega lay down completely on the mattress, sensually opening his pale legs to shamelessly display his wet and needy cunt. He looked Anakin in the face while simultaneously biting his lower lip to tease him.
For his part, Anakin wasted no time, quickly unbuttoning his trousers to free his aching cock that was dripping precum at the tip.
Without waiting any longer, Anakin leaned down slightly to fondle the omega's tits, squeezing them a little between his hands and then pinching the nipples with a bit of intensity.
Provoking several obscene moans from Obi-Wan, more slick overflowed from the pink pussy staining the sheets underneath.
Anakin knew he couldn't hold back any longer; fucking Obi-Wan was always a fantasy come true—feeling his skin, kissing his lips, and going crazy over his scent. So, leaving his sensitive, plump breasts alone, he took his cock in one hand and guided it to the tight pussy, fucking deep with a quick thrust.
He could see Obi-Wan throw his head back, letting out several sharp moans, leaving his pale neck exposed for the alpha's pleasure. Anakin wasted no time and lay completely on top of Obi-Wan's body, burying his face in the mating gland to intoxicate himself with his scent, tightly embracing the omega's hips in his arms and pulling him closer to his body.
Without wasting any more time, he moved his hips to fuck him hard and deep, moaning as he felt the wet pussy contract rhythmically around his cock.
So absorbed was he in his own pleasure that he didn't notice how Obi-Wan's body lay completely inert beneath him, his limbs sprawled out on the bed, as if he were a doll for the alpha's enjoyment.
His blue-gray eyes stared emotionlessly at the ceiling the whole time, as if he were trying to escape that situation but couldn't because he was trapped.
It wasn't long before the strange golden glow became noticeable in the omega's eyes, completely controlling him.
Returning to desperate moans, he hugged Anakin's muscular body in his arms, wrapping his legs around the alpha's hips to make him thrust deeper.
“Bite me, my dear, please,” Obi-Wan murmured sensually into Anakin’s ear as he felt the knot forming at the base of the cock. “Please, please, please.”
Anakin let out a moan at the omega's request, nodding his head before brazenly licking the mating gland and then biting down hard, marking Obi-Wan as his for all eternity. A dream come true, at last!
He almost came as he felt the omega's cunt tighten around his cock, his whole body trembling beneath him in a clear sign that Obi-Wan came when he was marked.
Anakin is overwhelmed by the ecstasy coursing through his veins. When he pulls away from Obi-Wan's neck, he savors the blood that floods his palate; it's delicious, like everything about the omega.
Lust and desire overwhelm him, so his thrusts become erratic and clumsy; unable to contain his strength, he strengthens his grip on Obi-Wan's hips, ready to ejaculate inside him and knot him.
Giving one last deep thrust, Anakin comes inside the omega, filling him with semen, letting out a guttural groan at the orgasm, and feeling Obi-Wan pull him back into his arms to bite his mating gland and mark him as his own too.
Faced with these various sensations, Anakin is momentarily lost; everything around him turns white, and silence envelops him.
Regaining his senses seconds later, he realized that there was still time before his knot would disappear, and that he was completely sprawled out on the body of the omega, who was lovingly caressing his sweaty hair and whispering affectionate words to the trembling alpha.
“I love you, Obi-Wan, I love you so much.” Anakin covered the omega’s face with kisses, who smiled contentedly at what the alpha was saying, snuggling closer into his arms.
The rest of the night passed normally, once his knot reduced, Obi-Wan settled in his arms letting sleep win, waking Anakin hours later for a second round where he was already riding his hard cock.
However… there were nights when the omega's strange behavior disturbed him so much that it frightened him.
Due to the fact that he was a light sleeper because he was always on alert when sent to the battlefield, the alpha's instincts let him know when something was wrong.
Waking up at 3 a.m., startled by the undeniable feeling of being watched, he shivered down to his spine.
Dismayed to find himself alone in bed, he quickly scanned the room for danger or an enemy, gasping in surprise as he noticed a black silhouette watching him with bright golden eyes from the dimly lit corner of the room.
“Go back to sleep,” Obi-Wan ordered, without moving from his position.
“Obi-Wan,” the alpha said while Obi-Wan walked slowly to the bedside. The artificial light from outside illuminated his face, revealing his blue-gray eyes, which had returned to normal. Anakin could see that he wore his black robe draped over his shoulders, not completely covering his nakedness. “What are you doing?”
“I see you sleeping.” Seeing how the alpha hesitated, Obi-Wan continued, “You’re so cute when you sleep.”
“Is that my tunic?”
"It smells like you, darling."
“Can you go back to bed?” Anakin asked. He didn’t mind Obi-Wan wearing his robes, but he found the omega’s attitude a little strange.
“No, no.” At the suggestion, Obi-Wan backed away, returning to the corner where he had been watching Anakin. His eyes changed color to a deep gold, and, before Anakin's surprised gaze, Obi-Wan began to cry as his voice distorted. His scent changed, filling the air with a palpable melancholy that drove the alpha's senses wild. “I don't like my dreams. I feel like you don't love me as much as I love you!”
Anakin's voice trembled with fear at that moment. "No, I... I do love you, just come back to bed, okay?"
The alpha's breathing grew increasingly agitated. Obi-Wan stopped crying and watched him from the corner, his golden eyes growing brighter and brighter, making Anakin even more nervous.
The strange moment was broken when Obi-Wan came back to bed, his eyes returning to their grayish-blue color as he gazed lovingly at Anakin, settling down beside him and going back to sleep.
That night Anakin didn't sleep; his heart wouldn't stop pounding, and his body felt cold. He became agitated with every small movement Obi-Wan made.
This situation was repeated so frequently that Anakin had no choice but to speak with Chancellor Palpatine, who helped him find out what was happening with the omega.
Because he didn't trust telling his problems to anyone else without being judged. He only trusted the chancellor.
So, without further ado, and evading his responsibilities at the temple, he confirmed an appointment with the chancellor in his office, without saying anything to Obi-Wan. The alpha managed to slip away early from the Jedi temple with many excuses and avoiding running into the omega, otherwise he wouldn't leave him alone for the rest of the day.
When he arrived at the chancellor's office, the guards let him pass without much resistance.
“My dear boy, I am so glad to see you again. Come sit down, sit down.” The chancellor gave him a warm welcome to his office, as he always did.
At first, Anakin was reluctant to talk to the chancellor, afraid that he wouldn't believe him, that he would call him crazy and laugh in his face, but the old alpha listened to him from beginning to end, without interrupting.
“I’m happy to finally have Obi-Wan’s love, but… the situation is getting out of control, as if he’s not himself, and it’s disturbing me to see his extreme reactions.” Anakin clasped his hands together a few times, trying to release all the stress from his body. “I didn’t want things to be like this.”
“I understand your situation, but you should take advantage of it. If your wish has been fully granted, why not be happy?” Palpatine spoke calmly, without a hint of mockery or sarcasm in his words, much to Anakin's relief. “Speak with Master Kenobi. I'm sure something is troubling him. Omegas tend to be quite volatile and sensitive creatures when it comes to feelings.”
They talked for quite a while, and Anakin finally breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of everything that was weighing him down because he wanted what he had with Obi-Wan to work; he loved him madly.
The chancellor always knew what to say to make Anakin feel better.
So, without waiting any longer, he returned to the temple, to his apartment, mentally rehearsing what he would say to Obi-Wan, but it would be with gentle words so as not to overwhelm or frighten the omega.
The door opened before his eyes, and Anakin smiled fondly as he watched Obi-Wan reading his datapad on the sofa, looking up when he noticed Anakin's presence and smiling shyly.
“Hello, honey,” Anakin greeted adoringly, approaching the omega and sitting on the small table in front of the sofa. He saw Obi-Wan put down his datapad and give him his full attention. “Can we talk about what happens to you at night?”
Obi-Wan blushes and covers his face with both hands, avoiding looking at the alpha. "Oh, by the Force, I know, I know, I'm being a little weird, I'm so sorry."
“Well, to be honest, you scare me a little when you act like this,” Anakin continued in a calm, even voice, taking the pale hands in his own so he could see the omega’s face and show him he was serious. “And I don’t want to be afraid of you.”
“I’m so sorry, I’ve been having nightmares and I just…” Obi-Wan stopped talking, staring at a point on the wall behind Anakin. The alpha waited for the omega to continue, but then a golden glow washed over his eyes, and he began to cry, upsetting Anakin again. “I just… I don’t know what to do. I’m scared. I just found out I’m pregnant.”
Despite the initial whirlwind of emotions, none compared to what Anakin felt upon hearing the news. He clearly hadn't expected it, but joy quickly overwhelmed him. He was so happy!
He was going to have a family with Obi-Wan!
“Are you sure? Do you mean it?” He gently drew the omega into his arms as he nodded, settling him on his lap so he could hug him and kiss his silky hair. “When did you know?”
“A couple of weeks ago, I wanted to surprise you, but the dreams where the council takes the baby away from me and separates me from you torment me every day and night.” Obi-Wan lifted his face from the alpha’s torso and affectionately caressed his right cheek before kissing him passionately. “I would die of sadness if they separated me from you. I love you so much, my dear.”
Giving him a sad, distressed look, Obi-Wan settled back against the alpha's torso, sobbing softly at the thought and releasing sour, dull pheromones, indicating how concerned he was by the situation.
“I promise I’ll do anything to keep you safe,” Anakin vowed in a dark voice, hugging the omega closer, refusing to let anyone separate him from Obi-Wan. “No one will ever separate us.”
“We have to get rid of the Jedi Council, of the temple, so no one can stand in the way of our love.” Despite the anguish in his voice, Obi-Wan’s face showed no emotion, only those golden eyes that shone with ambition and a thirst for power, manipulating Anakin’s possessive mind. “Will you give me that peace, my love? Will you fulfill my desire?”
Anakin nodded, anything to keep Obi-Wan and his future baby happy and by his side.
Although that will mean putting an end to the Jedi.