Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

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1. YKINMKATO (Your kink is not my kink, and that's okay.) No kinkshaming or wank/flames/y'know generally being a dick.
2. All Star Wars films and related media are welcome. You can go as obscure as you want. 
3. RPF is allowed
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1. Use the subject for your prompt with the pair, general idea, any kinks, or specific requirements.
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Re: The Sith Slayer 8/?

[(Anonymous)]

"Anakin I don't have time for this. I'm here on behalf of the Republic, I can't treat this trip like a vacation."

While he had been allowed to stay with Obi-Wan (although he had no idea what room Obi-Wan was staying in) their hosts basically ignored them for the time being. From what little he had gleamed of the ambassador of Blis'la it seemed that the Republic hadn't sent his Jedi. The leaders of Blis'la had asked Obi-Wan to come to their planet. Anakin had wondered if it had something to do with the grey Jedi.

"The ambassador said she was going to let us explore. You have no business to attend to without her." He suspected Obi-Wan wished to conduct whatever work the Blis'la asked for without him.

"She said she would be back for dinner. Which is in an hour. I'm not going to go exploring over the planet when there's work to be done."

When Anakin had heard the excuses he was given he hoped the dull meeting would make Obi-Wan regret his words. While Anakin had never been to any proper negotiations session (he tended to do his with a lightsaber) he never thought one would involved the hostess straddling her guest.

"Such beauty is rare Master Kenobi. You were an excellent choice, the light is strong in you." The Blis'la ambassador Yutaeb sighed happily on her perch as Obi-Wan strained to keep his composure.

"Ah, yes. Perhaps we could discuss that."

Yutaeb laughed throatily. "We are discussing it. You can feel it when I'm pressed against you, can't you?"

"He can feel what?!" Anakin hissed digging his utensils into the meat on his plate. He was not an invited guest but he was welcomed to dine with them all the same. Now he's starting to regret the whole thing. It was a pity his master didn't give any orders to destroy the inhabitants.

"The force. The way it flows. We have need of a great Jedi to channel it's power." Her fingers found their way into the Obi-Wans' hair.

"What does that have to do with your lap dance?!"

"There were many sects of grey Jedi and those of Blis'la found deeper understanding by channeling it by four methods." Resting her forehead against Obi-Wans' Yutaeb smiled serenely." The mind, the spirit, the heart and the flesh. Only by uniting all four can one have a true understanding of the force."

"So I'm here to...er...study...with you?"

Glass cracked while Anakin watched the scene in front of him play out. This was the work that called in the great Negotiator into action, a booty call.

"There needs to be balance on Blis'la and you will find it." Yutaeb licked his lips drawing a growl from Anakin. "Of course you don't need to study with me."

With a sensual roll to the side she rose swaying as she walked towards Anakin.

"A word, my lord?" She murmured into his ear as she passed.

Color drained from his face at the title and ignoring Obi-Wans' protest he went after her. The door automatically locked into place seperating them from the Jedi.

"What did you call me?" Anakin didn't need a mirror to know his eyes weren't their natural color.

"I know who you are Lord Vader. The people of Blis'la are neutral to your conflict but we had need of a great Jedi and a Sith. We knew if we invited one the other would follow." She didn't get much further before she started wheezing as he used the force to slowly choke the life out of her.

"You decided to use a Sith? Not very smart. This may be your planet but don't pursume you can give me orders." Then in a harsher voice he hissed into her ear: "The Jedi is off limits. You touch him again and you'll wish I killed you.

Much to his dismay her eyes lit up. "You...desire...him."

"I won't tell you again." With a dismissive wave of his hand he released her.

Watching her gasp for breath brought a little satisfaction, killing her would be better only doing so would alert Obi-Wan.

"Your master wouldn't like that." Yutaeb replied with a delighted smirk. "You shouldn't make threats. I'm offering you an opportunity that will be mutually beneficial to the Blis'la and you. It would be unwise to provoke me."

The room grew cold and malice flashed on her once pleasant face.

"You--!"

"We need balance that only a Jedi as pure as Obi-Wan Kenobi can bring. You can play your part if you wish if not stay out of my way." They both heard Obi-Wan calling to them and as if a switch had been hit Yutaeb was transformed back into her sultry self. "Just relax my lord and trust your instincts."

Later in the entertainment center of the building housing Obi-Wan and him they argued about what happened. Obi-Wan had sensed the darkness and wouldn't believe his lie that it had only come from Yutaeb.

"I don't even know why you're here in the first place! You're ruining my mission!"

"Your mission to fuck that--!" Needless to say their conversation didn't go well.

When sleep does find Anakin it's still Obi-Wan on his mind. Their at the Jedi temple and in what he assumes is the council only it's just the two of them. He's the one that starts the kiss not just because he's been itching to since their last. It's also a way to stop their arguing that he's grown tired of. Whatever protest Obi-Wan has die a few seconds into their kisses. The chair they fall into belongs to Obi-Wan, somehow he knows that without a word passing between them. Anakin lands on his lap shamelessly rubbing against the Jedi.

He wonders what the charges would be if a Sith Lord was caught rutting with a council member. When his lip gets nibbled Anakin sees the room transform into the palace of his dreams. Instead of twelve seats there are only three thrones, one for himself, another for Padme and the final for Obi-Wan. Lust wasn't the sole focus anymore, perhaps it had been a comforting lie for awhile. He had a wife and wouldn't be satisfied until he took the Jedi as his husband. All he needed for for Obi-Wan to give into him. When he reached for the other mans' belt it's all over, Anakin was suddenly awake.

He's painfully aware of his arousal and can't help the fury that over takes him at the thought of his dreams being torn away from him again. That's nothing compared to what he senses happening around him. The force it's self seemed to wail, there's no way to shut it up or shut it out. In his blind rage Anakin follows the purest force signature with a single purpose to kill the Jedi. It felt as if the force it's self was driving everyone insane himself included.

The darkside swelled in him as he neared and at the center of the storm. While the whole planet cried out in terror Obi-Wan was valiantly fighting against it by mediating. The urge to kill him rose up yet as he stared Obi-Wan seemed to emit a golden glow. Anakin knew his eyes had turned once again. The perfect Jedi and Sith were being drawn together. Obi-Wan peered out under his eyelashes at the man before him and almost recoiled at the sight.

Wordlessly Anakin stopped him by cupping his cheek with gentleness he didn't know he had in that state. The Jedi looked truly angelic basking in an aura of light and Anakin suspected he looked down right demonic. The kiss melted away the chill in his bones, the cold he hates but always feels. The warmth Obi-Wan provides takes away the aches that the darkside always brings. Being the gentle soul that he is Obi-Wan felt compelled to chase away the pain that had tormented Anakin for so long.

Their minds touched next but it wasn't enough. There could be no walls between them in that moment. The loneliness Anakin had suspected Oni-Wan felt was present and he did his best to prove the other man wasn't alone. Yet it's still not enough, their clothes fall away next an inconvenience that separated them. Through the force nothing was secret, their thoughts, feelings, essence and sensations were linked. The wonder Anakin felt at looking at Obi-Wan naked and beautiful makes the Jedi embarrassed. He never seemed to think Anakin really meant he was gorgeous.

Obi-Wan was overwhelmed with the connection made the most delicious sounds when their bare skin touched for the first time. Anakin wasn't much better in fact he'd be mortified if he hear his whine. The light should hurt him, it should burn yet all it does is comfort. The darkside doesn't harm Obi-Wan like he fears it only brings out his passion. While Anakin may have been the seducer it was clear Obi-Wan was in charge.

It's only in the midst of their union does Anakin realize they all the solution to the Blis'la problem. Dark and light had to join. Never did Anakin suspect that his desire to have the Jedi would lead to this. The process of the love making (as Anakin sees it not how Obi-Wan saw it) had drained the Sith. After he's emotionally exhausted even if he's more comfortable than he's ever been. Neither one planned on it and the results have Anakin shaken. How can he go back to the dark after feeling the embrace of the light? Obi-Wan was confused, his caring nature had made him reach out to someone in the throes of darkness. The Jedi acted on impulse, he trusted the force and it's a bit of a shock for him to realize how far it went when they lived in the moment.

Something had changed between them during sex it wasn't just Anakin realizing his feelings were stronger than he thought. He can feel Obi-Wans' somewhat baffled attraction to him. It seemed it hadn't been physical until then. In another time Obi-Wan might have laid down rules or written off the whole thing. Now he sensed how much the contact with the light had sent Anakin reeling. Like always he's there for others before himself and holds Anakin together as he desperately clings to the warmth he's found. They stay like that for a good while then greedy hands are roaming Obi-Wans' body. Hair messy from having needy digits threaded through it and skin damp with sweat his Jedi looked like a god. In his mind Anakin chanted "more" never wanting to stop.

The experience of bedding another man was new for both parties. It's a fresh and exciting concept they haven't truly experimented with yet.

Obi-Wan hovers over him panting and unable to look away from him. Eyes bright and gorgeous enough to make the lakes on Naboo jealous of their depths. They haven't spoke since the act and neither wanted to break the moment with a sound. Instead Anakin moved Obi-Wans' hand to curl firmly around him and Obi-Wan obeys the silent request. When he's had enough Anakin moves the hand and spreads his thighs wide in invitation. His Jedi accepted and soon Anakin makes the first sound by moaning out in pleasure.