"Something Quite Unexpected"
PAIRING: Anakin / Obi Wan
RATING: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars
WARNING: Shifting POV.



ANAKIN POV --

We'd been training for hours. I couldn't stand it any longer. I excused myself to shower and change before dinner. Obi Wan had grinned at me, "Can't take a little dirt, can you?" If only he knew.

I stepped into the shower, delighting in the hot water cascading over my muscles. My hand automatically reached for my half hard cock. I couldn't stand being in a room with him while we were training. We'd spar and he'd be sweaty, eyes glazed in concentration. I'd fucked up the training again today, he'd screamed at me for not concentrating. How could I! With him across from me, muscles bulging, both of our shirts forgotten in the corner. How could I when I could just reach out and touch him but knowing he'd refuse me!

I pulled my cock roughly, nearly crying out with the sharp pain.

Long hair, flowing past her back.

Coarse hair, short and cropped neatly, the beginnings of a beard.

Words of state and politics spoken softly

Harsh commands and criticisms.

Elaborate dresses

Rough linens

Soft curves

Hard muscles, hard cock.

I cried out, other hand stuffed into my mouth to muffle my moan. My head snapped back as orgasm hit me full on, seed coating my hand. I just stood there for a long moment, water rushing over my body, washing away the evidence of my masturbation. I opened my eyes, staring at the white tile of the shower. "Obi Wan." I breathed, bittersweet. It should have been Padme. It should have been her!

But it wasn't. It had never been. I could only think of Obi Wan, who had cared for me throughout my life, had always loved me. I slammed my fist against the wall, the dull thud unsatisfying, I was sick. How could I fall in love with a man who was my caretaker, who was like the father I had never known? My nails were digging cuts into my hands. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I was so fucked up.



OBI WAN POV --

I breathed deep, images burned into the back of my eye. How could Anakin... had he just been? I groaned quietly, the noises of the shower still loud and jarring behind the now closed door. It had been too much to simply see him taking a shower, all hard planes of muscle and tanned skin. I had been thinking of so many other things, particularly of Anakin's face when I reprimanded him, the twist of his features, the sheer grit. I hated training. My muscles were strained from the effort it took not to just take the boy and have my way with him. I had been so distracted that it had never registered that Anakin was taking a shower. I had walked in and immediately froze with the picture that lay before me.

His head thrown back, brown eyes staring up at the ceiling, lost in the throws of pleasure, hand flying over his throbbing cock. His body sagged after his powerful orgasm. I staggered backwards, trying to be as quiet as possible, my cock instantly rock hard, my entire body flushed. "Obi Wan." He whispered.

I almost cried out in surprise, shutting the door as I fled the room. My breathing sounded like I had just run for miles. I couldn't catch my breath. Every time I closed my eyes I saw his face distorted in his orgasmic bliss. I collapsed on my bed and before I knew it my hand had closed around my straining cock. He would still be taking a shower. It took five strokes before I spazmed into the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. I bit down on my lip, tasting blood sometime after.

But Anakin! How could he ever want me like I wanted him? I waited long until I heard him step out of the shower and leave the room, it was only then I had the courage to take a shower of my own. I couldn't stop thinking about what I had seen. I wandered into dinner and sat down with only half a mind on the pleasantries I exchanged with Anakin. I couldn't look him in the eye.

"...master?" Came the deep masculine voice from across the table. I shook my head, looking up. "What?" I asked.

"I asked what you'd done to your lip." My hand touched the bloody skin, torn in during my orgasm earlier. My face flushed heatedly, I looked down at the table.

"Nothing Anakin. It must have happened during training."



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