Author: Peggy Schultz
Rating: NC-17
Age (Ob-Wan): 26
Genre: AU
Summary: Obi-Wan is sent to meet someone at a bar that Melody is working undercover at. Will his presence jeopardize her mission? This is a vignette of the story Jedi Hearts.
Disclaimer: The Star Wars characters and the Star Wars universe that I borrow them from belong to George Lucas. The story and original characters belong to me. You can use my story on your site if you want, just let me know first.
Undercover
Chapter One
Obi-Wan Kenobi entered the Cataline Cantina and surveyed the large room. It was full of patrons of various species. Loud music assaulted his ears from a Corellian band. The band played on a small stage near the eastern side of the space. Groups of beings danced on the dance floor that spread out in front of the stage. Some customers sat at tables in the rear. The majority of the clientele sat at or stood near the bar.
The bar was located on the Western side of the room. The smell of alcoholic beverages drifted through the air. It mixed with stale smells that already permeated the room. A burley looking man stood behind the bar serving drinks to all the patrons and giving orders to the pleasure girls who lined the bar. Some of the girls talked to the patrons at the bar or amongst themselves.
Obi-Wan walked further into the room. The pleasure girls stared at him as he walked by. One of them was very familiar to him. A small thin young woman with long burgundy hair that hung over her shoulders in waves stared at him. Her lavender eyes bore into his blue ones. She was Knight Melody Kazala.
He had not seen Melody in over a year. He hadn�t gotten to speak more than a few words with her in about two years. Since the two of them had been knighted, they seemed to never be at the temple at the same time. If they were, it was never for any substantial length of time. As he walked by the group of girls, he could feel Melody�s eyes following him. He tried not to look directly at her as he made his way to the back of the room. He sat at a small table in a dim corner of the room. Within minutes of sitting down, a waitress droid hovered to the table he sat at and asked if he wanted anything to drink. Obi-Wan ordered a glass of Jawa juice.
The Council had informed him that Melody was undercover working in the cantina that he was scheduled to meet a Rodian man named Roandy in. The Rodian had information about the whereabouts of a senator�s daughter that disappeared a few weeks ago. Obi-Wan had assumed that Melody would have posed as a waitress or bartender, but not as a pleasure girl. Obi-Wan did not think he would get a chance to speak with her while he was in the cantina, but he realized now that he had to. He knew the council would not approve of her choice of undercover disguise.
Seven years ago Obi-Wan had admitted to Melody that he thought of her as more than just a friend and had kissed her. He had never forgotten the kiss and had planned to explore the feelings between them when they both returned from the missions they had to go on. However, he returned just days after Melody and her Master had left on another mission. It was a mission that lasted over six months. By the time she came back, he was away from the Temple.
Throughout the years since their kiss, they seemed to miss each other constantly. It was two years before they were both at the temple at the same time for more than a few days. By that time, it seemed that they had both accepted the fact that they were not meant to be anything more than friends, because Melody was dating someone else.
�Well what is a Jedi Knight doing in a place like this?� Melody�s familiar voice questioned as she stood in front of him. Blocking his view of the door and preventing him from seeing when the Rodian entered.
She was just as beautiful as always. She looked sexier than normal in the silver spaghetti strapped shirt that was cut off two inches below her breasts. The shirt had a v-neck that revealed enough cleavage that Obi-Wan had to force himself to stop looking at her. She wore a black shimmer skirt that hugged her legs like skin. Her outfit accentuated her small, thin, yet athletic body magnificently. Streaks of lavender, that matched her exotic looking eyes, highlighted her hair.
�I�m here on official Jedi business,� he finally said as he tried to look around her to see who had just entered the building.
�Jedi business huh,� she said. She spoke with an unfamiliar accent. He hadn�t noticed it when she first spoke because he was too busy admiring what she was wearing. He needed to remain focused on the reason he was in the cantina, he reminded himself.
�What kind of business could a young Jedi such as you possibly want at a place like this?� Melody asked. Obi-Wan did not miss the hint of flirtation that lingered in her voice. She took a step closer to him, swung her leg over his legs, and sat down on his lap. As she straddled his legs, he noticed her already too short skirt had slid up showing off even more of her pale muscular legs.
�Wh� what are you doing?� he demanded. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
�Giving a Jedi some business,� she giggled and lowered her lips to his neck. He could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin. It made the hair on the back of his neck stand. Her lips were just as soft against his skin as they had been against his lips seven years ago. She smelled of a strange exotic fragrance that he had never smelled before. It was tantalizing.
�Stop this now,� he hissed. His voice was barely audible as his mind fought over the pleasure that her being so close to him was causing. She was jeopardizing both their missions.
�Obi-Wan,� she whispered in his ear as she slid her hand down his stomach until she reached his lap. She began to rub her hand back and forth over his rapidly growing erection. He closed his eyes enjoying the feelings that she was causing him until she whispered.
�What do you think you are doing here? Are you trying to ruin my cover?� Obi-Wan�s eyes opened wide and he pushed her back roughly, nearly causing her to fall off his lap. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling.
�I am supposed to meet someone here. Master Windu told me that you were working undercover here when I told him about the meeting,� Obi-Wan said. He noticed that her eyes had darkened into a violet color. It was a sign that she was not happy.
Melody glared into his eyes and then leaned forward and kissed his lips. Obi-Wan instinctively opened his mouth to deepen the kiss. As they kissed, she again placed her hand on his lap and began to rub his erection through the material of his pants. When she finally pulled away from the kiss, she smiled at him.
She moved to place a couple quick kisses by his left ear before she whispered, �Whom are you meeting here? You stand out like a Wookiee surrounded by Ewoks.�
�Melody, you are jeopardizing your own cover by acting this way with a Jedi Knight.�
Melody smiled as she slid her hand underneath the waistband of his pants and took his erection into her hand. She grinned even more at his sudden intake of breath. She moved her head closer to his ear again and slid her tongue over his ear lobe before she spoke. �What I am doing now will help my cover. The other girls and my boss at the bar didn�t think that anyone could excite a Jedi. Since I happen to know better, I bet them that I could excite you. I think Tiamma will have to buy me a drink.� Melody whispered.
Obi-Wan closed his eyes. Warmth rushed through his veins. It was something that he had not felt in a long time. Melody would win the bet for certain. He had not expected this when he entered the cantina only a few minutes ago. He was finding it harder and harder to concentrate on the mission that he was supposed to be on.
�Now tell me who you are here to meet. Perhaps I can tell you if he has been here at all.�
Obi-Wan had to admit that she had a point. Although he suspected that at that moment, he would agree to anything. He leaned forward and put his mouth to her ear and smiled before he spoke, �you look like you could use a drink.�
He decided to try and make her feel as good as she was making him feel. He slid his hand beneath the thin material of her shirt and covered her breast with his hand. He could not help but grin at the surprised gasp that she uttered. He began to massage her breast. He alternated between caressing each breast and rolling her hard nipples between his thumb and index finger. He told her about his mission and the Rodian named Roandy that he was supposed to meet with while he touched her.
When he finished his tale Melody stiffened in his lap. She stopped moving for a few seconds. �Mel, are you alright,� he asked. He remembered she did the same thing while they were held prisoner by the Hocha. She had told him then that she had done it because she was scared. But he sensed no fear from her now.
�Yeah, um� I have seen him around a few times he usually talks to Tiamma she�s a Rodian.� Melody took her hand out of his pants, pushed his hand away from her breast, and whispered, �I have to go now. Roandy is here.� She stood up, swung her leg over his, and walked away from him.
Obi-Wan watched her walk away from him as if what had just happened was perfectly normal. As she walked to the bar, he noticed the doors slide open revealing the Rodian that he was supposed to meet.
The Rodian quickly noticed Obi-Wan and headed in his direction nearly colliding with a female Twi�lek who was dancing with a group of Twi�lek and human males. He was glad that Roandy had arrived because he knew it would be a while before he was able to stand without embarrassment.
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Melody walked toward the bar. She could not believe that Obi-Wan Kenobi had fondled her in public. She knew he would not try to stop her from touching him after she told him about the bet, but his ministrations had taken her by surprise.
�Mel, you did it. You got the Jedi very excited,� Jelline commented. She was an eighteen-year-old green skinned Twi�lek.
�He even returned the favor,� Tiamma supplied.
�He keeps glancing over at you too,� Shain observed. Shain was one of the girls that Melody suspected was not a willing Pleasure Girl. She called them all Pleasure Slaves.
Melody glanced back toward Obi-Wan. She wondered if that would be the last time they kissed. Her breast still tingled where his hand had been. �Really,� was all she said to Shain as she shrugged her shoulders.
�Maybe he will want you to spend the night finishing what you started,� Jelline grinned.
�Jelli, I admit for a Jedi he�s a good kisser, and is certainly good with his hands, but he is a Jedi. Jedi don�t pay for sex if they even have sex at all,� Melody remarked.
�The way he keeps glancing over here at you honey, you may have driven that poor boy down the path to, what it is they call it, the dark side.� Tiamma commented.
�I�m very glad that you were able to corrupt the Jedi, Mel. You need to get back to work before I show you my dark side,� Max said. Melody grinned at the man�s comment. Max owned the building, tended the bar, and she suspected operated the slavery from the building.
The only slaves she had seen were the Pleasure Girls like Shain. There seemed to be a mix of girls who were working there willingly and those who were slaves being forced to pleasure anyone who was willing to pay for them. The slaves seemed to out number the girls who were willing.
Melody had made up an excuse that that she had been stranded on the planet by her partner and needed the work to make enough money to buy a ship of her own. �With a ship of her own,� she had told them, �she wouldn�t have to worry about being stranded again.�
Melody wandered away from Max and walked toward the other end of the bar.
The patrons of the bar all seemed to watch her as she walked by them. One of them spoke to her. �Hey sweet heart,� he was a tall dark skinned human. �Aren�t you a little young to be in a place like this?�
Melody smiled at him and sat across his lap. �I�m old enough to make you smile.�
�How old are you,� he asked placing his hand on her knee. He slowly began to slide his hand up over her knee toward the hem of her skirt.
�How old do you want me to be,� Melody inquired. He stared at the cleavage that peaked out of her low cut shirt.
�Older than you look sweet heart. I don�t like children.�
�Most men like me just fine,� Melody said. She stood up and continued to walk around. She talked to several men.
She was sitting on the lap of a tall dark haired man, talking about ships when Max interrupted the conversation just as the dark-haired man slipped his hand beneath the material of Melody�s skirt. �Mel, I need to talk to you.�
�Sorry got to go,� Melody said as she got off his lap. She walked toward Max�s office, which connected to the bar. She had to walk by the table that Obi-Wan had been sitting at to get to the office. He was no longer there. Roandy was speaking with Tiamma again.
Max was waiting for her in his office. He quickly typed something onto a padd on the desk. He was most likely listing something that he would have to reorder for the bar. When he finished, he looked up at Melody. �You have a customer, Mel. He apparently enjoyed your show. He paid for a full night of your services. He�s up in room 324 waiting for you.�
�Good,� Melody nodded. �The Jedi made me hot.� Melody turned to walk away, but Max stopped her by grabbing her arm.
�Remember Mel, you signed a contract. You are here of your own free will.�
�I know. What�s wrong Max? The Jedi�s visit to this place get you worried? If I talk too much, I will never get my ship. Don�t worry. And I certainly don�t care about that stupid Jedi�s idea of right and wrong. I will do what I must to survive and that�s all you need to worry about.� Melody pulled her arm away from him and walked out of the office.
Melody crossed the room to the lift tube that was located near the stage. She weaved between tables and dancers on her way to the lift. She sighed as she entered the lift tube. She took a deep calming breath as she thought about using the force again to make her customer believe that she had pleasured him. She would have to fill his mind with at least half a nights worth of images of them together. She cringed at the thought. Maybe after she finished with him she could try to picture Obi-Wan as the man in the images.
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Obi-Wan�s conversation with Roandy didn�t last long. The Rodian had told him what he had to tell him and then quickly walked to the bar to talk to the female Rodian that Melody had called Tiamma. Obi-Wan noticed Melody walking around the bar and saw the way that the other men looked at her. He could not sit here and let her sleep with them. They didn�t care about her. They didn�t appreciate her magnificent fighting abilities. They only ogled her perfect body. With a sigh Obi-Wan rose to his feet and before he realized it he was standing at the opposite end of the bar from Melody. Who smiled at an older man that sat on one of the bar stools.
�Beautiful isn�t she,� the bartender said to him.
�Yeah, I guess.� Obi-Wan agreed trying to sound and appear as if he didn�t care.
�She�s very good at her job too. You already know that don�t you?� Max stared at Obi-Wan. When the Jedi did not say anything, he continued. �For a hundred credits and two hours of your time she can finish what she started. No one else will have to know.�
Obi-Wan was about to turn the man down, but realized that if he did someone else would end up spending the two hours with her. Maybe even another man after that. �How much would it cost for the entire night?�
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