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[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.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin’s stomach muscles twitched under the sensation of Obi-Wan’s nails. He was a bit ticklish there.

At the listing of his options, he turned his face into the pillow and moaned. Could the answer be all three? That felt greedy. Oh, but he wanted to be greedy.

“I’ve been thinking about your mouth all day,” he said, coming back out for air.

He started helping things along by unzipping his jeans.

[neverjedi]

He dragged his thumb down along the length of Anakin's still cloth covered cock for just a moment before he gently nudged Anakin onto his back, and then went from sprawled to kneeling between Anakin's legs.

"As long as I was entertaining," he said, smirking just a bit. He hooked his fingers inside Anakin's jeans and underwear. "Pulled off or left on?" Your call. He'd work around either.

...and yes, yes Ankain could have all three, but since he'd settled he'd have to keep settling.

Or open his mouth and ask for more.

Or just wait for the next opportunity.

There were always possibilities.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin had to think about that, assess his level of bravery. Thus far, Obi-Wan had been nothing but accommodating.

He brushed his hand through Obi-Wan's hair.

"Take them off."

[neverjedi]

He waited on the answer, without a single, solitary sign of impatience. When the answer came, along with that brush of fingers through his hair he reached up and caught Anakin's hand. Then brought it down and kissed the inside of his wrist.

From there he leaned back, peeling Anakin's pants and underwear off at the time time. He didn't rush, but he also didn't linger. He just took care of getting it down, dropped them off the side of the bed and then settled out so he was laying between Anakin's legs.

[darkforcerising]

The sight of Obi-Wan down there between his legs sort of took Anakin's breath away. It was safe to say he hadn't had anything like this in far too long. He had to consciously slow his breathing for a moment.

His hand was back in Obi-Wan's hair, there was something about the continuous contact that felt so right.

[neverjedi]

He might have even been waiting for that continued contact.

He was waiting on that continued contact. It was a signal Anakin was okay, settled and good with continuing.

He made a soft, pleased sound when Anakin touched him, which was maybe - maybe- a friction of a second before he was dragging his tongue along the line of Anakin's cock, base to tip where he paused, swirled his tongue around just the edge of the head, then took him into his mouth.

Light, really, careful, but not tentative just... reading and responding to Anakin.