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[neverjedi]

He followed Anakin up the stairs and something about the space being lived in and a little messy, especially the bed, made it feel inviting. He wouldn't have been able to do it himself, probably, but it felt right.

He slid curled his fingers around Anakin's hand and stroked his thumb over the side of Anakin's thumb, just as another point of contact.

"I assumed that was the case." Gentle and quiet in return. "I'm pretty comfortable with sex." Probably not a surprise given his strip candy land. "I don't have rigid definitions of what counts, and I'm not in any hurry. There isn't even a destination. You staying comfortable is the only thing I'm worried about right now." And if that meant fully clothed for Anakin for a while? Not a problem.

You’re not sorry ;)

[darkforcerising]

“It’s that obvious, huh?” he asked in a pained sort of way.

Finding sexual partners hadn’t exactly been top priority since his crash. His life was filled with so many other things - mostly recovery - that trying to put himself out there, even to just date, was a complicated nightmare he just hadn’t wanted to deal with. It was painful enough that now a sum more than zero of people openly recoiled from him the moment they noticed his arm, that adding the hopes and expectations wrapped up in trying to impress a date was too much. And then navigating the people there to fetishize him was another weird and gross endeavor all it’s own.

It was... just a lot.

Obi-Wan hadn’t made any kind of deal about his arm when they’d met and every day after, and it played well in the man’s favor.

He stepped closer to Obi-Wan, leaned in to kiss him.

“I want this.”

And he guided Obi-Wan’s hand to his side, pushing under his shirt so he could feel the man’s hand on his skin.

“Touch me... please.”

[neverjedi]

He did not say that, yes, actually it was that obvious. It wouldn't help, but Anakin had so, so heartbreakingly clearly had, and then lost, confidence in himself and his physicality. Sex was not all of that, but was part of that. It wouldn't have been as obvious without a clear likely cause. It was there, regardless.

Obi-Wan wasn't interested in fixing it. It wasn't about seeing a project, or anything of the sort. He just respected it.

He made a soft sound, returned the kiss when it was there, slid his hand under Anakin's shirt and slid up his side and around to his back, to splay his fingers wide across the small of his back.

"Ask and you will receive," he murmured, smiling faintly. "But you better get touching back." The last is a tease.

[darkforcerising]

In answer, Anakin slipped his hand back down Obi-Wan’s underwear to grab his ass again.

He move his mouth to kiss along Obi-Wan’s jaw, until he reached his ear. “What are the chances that I’ll get to see your ass again?”

[neverjedi]

He curled his fingers just slightly and dragged his nails in light, aimless, patterns along the small of Anakin's back.

"Perfectly good - but you're responsible for undressing me tonight."

[darkforcerising]

Anakin scrunched his brow. “I have one hand, the least you could do is help.”

[neverjedi]

"Oh, I will definitely help." He nudged at Anakin's jaw and softly kissed the pulse point in his throat.

Then started to 'help' by unfastening his jeans and unzipping them. The rest he'd duck and wriggle around to help with, but that was the hard part. "Should probably stop and empty my pockets, too, but that seems a little too smart to bother with."

[darkforcerising]

Obi-Wan should have thought about his pockets earlier because Anakin’s ingenuity gave him an idea he was already starting to execute when Obi-Wan spoke.

He dropped to his knees and hooked his fingers (of both hands, he had that much range of motion in his right hand) over both Obi-Wan’s jeans and underwear at the sides of his hips. And after waiting for Obi-Wan to stop wiggling, Anakin bit the waistband of Obi-Wan’s underwear and started pulling everything down at once.

[neverjedi]

"...Okay."

That was... that was stunningly, beautifully hot, actually, enough so that he felt the flush not just in his face, or in his cock jerking, but throughout his entire body, all the way to his fingertips.

"If you need condoms or lube they're in the front left pocket?" Does he sound breathless, because he totally feels breathless.

[darkforcerising]

Obi-Wan divested of his jeans and underwear, Anakin moved to drop pleasant little kisses up along the inside of one of Obi-Wan’s thighs. For the time being he skirted Obi-Wan’s cock and kissed up to the man’s hip bone, then followed the line between his muscles across to the other side of his body, only to go down again. He really could do this for a while.

He might brush or bump Obi-Wan’s cock on accident but he was oh so deliberately avoiding touching it directly.

He looked up. “Do you want me to suck you off first?”

[neverjedi]

He stayed flushed and he most certainly stayed hard. His muscles contracted and relaxed, following the heat of Anakin's mouth and he kept his eyes down, watching Anakin.

But he stayed ... relatively relaxed, anyway, and his fingers sliding through Anakin's hair and around and down the back of his neck were light and warm, in spite of the fact that he was clearly really, really turned on.

"I want you to do whatever you want to do, because I'm going to enjoy the ride no matter what."

[darkforcerising]

Whatever he wanted to do. For fun, he wiggled his eyebrows, a mere suggestion that maybe he'd test that limit. But he wouldn't. He just wanted to take his tongue and slowly lick the full length of the underside of Obi-Wan's cock before taking the tip completely into his mouth.

So he did.

[neverjedi]

He met the eye-brow waggle with a single arched eyebrow that was almost a dare. Almost. Might have gotten all the way there, except Anakin then had his tongue dragging along the length of his cock and then closing around it and he -

really wasn't challenging anyone, in any way. He closed his hands firmly on Anakin's shoulders, closed his eyes and made a strangled, startled, and entirely appreciative sound.

"Oh, there we go."

[darkforcerising]

Anakin appreciated that feedback, it told him this was right, they were having fun. There was just something about knowing how much his partner was enjoying himself that pooled pleasure in his own core.

He took things slow at first, letting his tongue explore the slit at the tip, and he changed it up occasionally by swirling fully around the tip. Only when he tasted salt did he change his tactics completely and took Obi-Wan's cock all the way into his mouth.

[neverjedi]

Obi-Wan was... very comfortable with sex and intimacy. Very into reading and meeting his partner's needs (and that applied on ice and in the field as well as in bed), but relaxed and laid back about it in a way that was superficially, at least, a bit at odds with his base personality.

Except the very base of both were warmth, and compassion, and a sincere affection for people. It just expressed differently.

His eyes closed and his jaw (but not his hands) tightened. He cried out in a soft, strangled way that was little more than a sharp "Ah" through his teeth, and -

His hands actually started to shake pretty quickly after that, just from adrenaline overload.

[darkforcerising]

The very visible and audible effect he was having on Obi-Wan thrilled Anakin, all the way to the tip of his cock, making the tight strain of his jeans a fun sort of friction all its own.

He drew back slowly, his tongue finishing the move with a flick right up the slit. And then he was taking Obi-Wan all the way back in again. He did this a few more times before adding his hand to grip the shaft of Obi-Wan's cock, so he could speed up.

They might not have a final destination, but Anakin's goal was to bring Obi-Wan to climax in his mouth.

[neverjedi]

He was not about to protest. If Anakin wanted him to reach orgasm from this, he had no intention of denying Anakin the satisfaction.

Or himself the pleasure.

He really did think that maybe, just maybe, this would have been easier against a wall. Of course then it wouldn't have had nearly the challenge and...

the challenge was fun.

He made no attempt at controlling Anakin's movement, or holding him. He did slide a hand to the back of Anakin's neck though, fingers amazingly light given the tension that built and tore through the rest of his body,culminating in a rough growling groan and climax so intense his vision briefly flashed to white.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin waited until he no longer felt Obi-Wan's cum splash the back of his throat before he pulled back and swallowed. He put a steadying hand on Obi-Wan's hip, in case the man needed the support to not collapse in a heap.

He had a smug, self-satisfied smile on his face. He'd accomplished what he set out to do, why shouldn't he be proud?

For the fun of it, he stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of Obi-Wan's cock again.

[neverjedi]

He yelped and very gently tugged Anakin's hair in retaliation for that, even though he was still panting for breath. But the yelp turned into a groan and he reached down, took Anakin's left hand and tugged him gently up and into a slow, deep, incredibly through kiss.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin wanted to hear that yelp again, and he promised himself he would find a way to make that happen.

He was still smug when Obi-Wan was done kissing him.

But he was feeling more playful than he had any right to feel and for more fun, he started walking backwards to the bed, pulling Obi-Wan with him.

[neverjedi]

He was still a little dazed and weak in the knees, but both were extremely pleasant. "Are you going to tell me the plan or is it a surprise?" Soft, and not at all worried. PLayful, though, it was.

[darkforcerising]

"Lay down with me," he said. "I haven't thought of what to do from there."

[neverjedi]

He climbed into the bed and stretched out. "Well, there's the obvious, but I'm also content with cuddling and letting it be if that's what you'd prefer."

[darkforcerising]

Anakin lay on his side next to Obi-Wan. He very much liked this view and hoped Obi-Wan won't be opposed to a bit of objectification. Just a little.

God, the man's body was phenomenal.

Anakin grabbed a pillow to place between his head and prosthetic arm. With his left hand, he then reached for Obi-Wan's hand, pulling it towards the zipper of his jeans.

"I'd like to hear the obvious."

[neverjedi]

In general, yes. From Anakin, no, because though Anakin was still clothed, Obi-Wan was very much appreciating Anakin in return.

He slid his fingers up along the zipper, and unfastened the button of Anakin's jeans, but stopped there, fingers just grazing skin, then nails just grazing skin.

"The obvious is I get you off," he said, propping up onto his elbow. "The question is whether you hand my hand, my mouth, or my ass." No pressure, no wrong answers, no hesitation or embarrassment. Lots of warmth in spite of the relative crude nature of the words.