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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
No matter how light or careful - or many because of that - Anakin's sharp hiss of breath was the first indication that this wouldn't take long. Obi-Wan's mouth was hot, his tongue pure magic against the the sensitive skin of is cock.
His back and neck arching against the bed were another sign that his release was building fast.
His panting and appreciative moans another.
And finally, his hand slipping through Obi-Wan's hair curled, not enough to hurt, but tug gently. And he was done, all of him released in that climax, like it had been his first time receiving oral sex.
He stayed with Anakin until his back relaxed and his hand uncurled, swallowing around him without a single bit of hesitation. Only once Anakin let go and relaxed did he pull back, and that was still pretty... gradual and careful.
In truth? He felt smug about the entire thing, which may explain why he crawled up along his body to give him a light - and closed mouth, since some people hated that - kiss on the mouth, before he lay down. On his side, with one arm slung over Anakin's waist.
"I like you." That was probably not news, but he sounded ridiculously pleased with himself.
Anakin was not one of those people. As soon as Obi-Wan was done talking, Anakin moved to claim his mouth with his own in a deep, sensual kiss. Only breaking away to find air.
“Ya,” he said, his grin lazy, sleepy almost, basking in the warmth of having just made their bodies do. “I like you, too.”
He hummed into the kiss, with pleased surprise. Then actively cuddled up a little closer to Anakin, so his fingers curled down over his hip on the side furthest from him.
Benefits of blow-jobs? No clean up necessary.
He laughed softly. "Convenient. You can go to sleep if you want, you know." If Anakin wanted to and could. It would amount to a nap given that they'd only left after brunch, but that wasn't a bad thing.
"I shouldn't," Anakin said, but he yawned. He tried to cover that yawn with the back of his hand.
"I have to take something to sleep right... My brain's forgotten how to work normally during sleep since the crash, it goes haywire now. But you can if you want."
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Date: 2020-02-12 02:07 am (UTC)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."
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Date: 2020-02-12 02:26 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 02:44 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 03:04 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 03:30 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 05:25 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 05:35 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 06:51 am (UTC)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."
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Date: 2020-02-12 07:01 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 07:18 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-12 02:38 pm (UTC)"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.
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Date: 2020-02-13 02:31 am (UTC)He brushed his hand through Obi-Wan's hair.
"Take them off."
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Date: 2020-02-13 02:41 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-13 03:22 am (UTC)His hand was back in Obi-Wan's hair, there was something about the continuous contact that felt so right.
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Date: 2020-02-13 03:25 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-02-13 06:27 am (UTC)His back and neck arching against the bed were another sign that his release was building fast.
His panting and appreciative moans another.
And finally, his hand slipping through Obi-Wan's hair curled, not enough to hurt, but tug gently. And he was done, all of him released in that climax, like it had been his first time receiving oral sex.
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Date: 2020-02-13 06:32 am (UTC)In truth? He felt smug about the entire thing, which may explain why he crawled up along his body to give him a light - and closed mouth, since some people hated that - kiss on the mouth, before he lay down. On his side, with one arm slung over Anakin's waist.
"I like you." That was probably not news, but he sounded ridiculously pleased with himself.
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Date: 2020-02-13 07:05 am (UTC)“Ya,” he said, his grin lazy, sleepy almost, basking in the warmth of having just made their bodies do. “I like you, too.”
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Date: 2020-02-13 03:42 pm (UTC)Benefits of blow-jobs? No clean up necessary.
He laughed softly. "Convenient. You can go to sleep if you want, you know." If Anakin wanted to and could. It would amount to a nap given that they'd only left after brunch, but that wasn't a bad thing.
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Date: 2020-02-14 03:28 am (UTC)"I have to take something to sleep right... My brain's forgotten how to work normally during sleep since the crash, it goes haywire now. But you can if you want."
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Date: 2020-02-14 03:30 am (UTC)Or respectful, really, is more like it. He's simply taking Anakin as he is.
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