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[neverjedi]

He sprawled out over Anakin, but kept most of his weight off Anakin as best as he could. "No, but if we go any further we might fall off." Total tease, but also he might have a point.

[darkforcerising]

"We fit just fine on your couch last night," Anakin pointed out, still smiling, not at all understanding why Obi-Wan would hold back for that reason. "But we can take this up to my bed if you're afraid of rolling off."

It would defeat the purpose of coming to his apartment - to watch the movie - but a movie could be paused.

[neverjedi]

He laughs, softly. "I will not object if we ultimately end up in your bed, but I am completely happy where we are and with what we're doing." He ducked his head and slowly kissed Anakin, though pulled back. "And I am committed to the movie."

[darkforcerising]

"I'm fine with the movie."

"Anakin was just fine with kissing.

Kissing and letting his hand explore the skin of Obi-Wan's back just under his shirt hem.

Just that.

Maybe.

Or maybe he wanted to move that hand up higher. It'd just been the night before when he'd been pressing Obi-Wan against the wall of his apartment. He hadn't had a chance to find the line of his spine and drag his hand softly over each bump.

Yes, he was just fine with this.

[neverjedi]

He ultimately broke the kiss and pushed himself down a bit lower on Anakin's body - not a lot, just enough so that he could slide his arms around Anakin and rest his head under Anakin's chin.

That meant he could watch the movie, though with Anakin exploring his back his gaze went just a little glassy. There was definitely arousal there, but a slow, languid, utterly relaxed sort of thing.

He pressed a kiss over Anakin's pulse point and truthfully could not have been more relaxed, in spite of being hard.

[darkforcerising]

It was thrilling to know - feel - what his touch was doing to Obi-Wan. It made Anakin's lazy smile more than a bit smug.

"Is that for me," he angled his fingers so his nails dragged against Obi-Wan's skin. "Or the movie?"

[neverjedi]

He laughed, a little breathlessly, and arched his spine upward to follow the light drag of nails, but still without any real urgency.

"I do like the movie, but Patrick Swayze just isn't my type."

[darkforcerising]

"Oh, it's Jennifer Grey?" Anakin teased.

[neverjedi]

He pushed himself up enough to look deeply into Anakin's eyes.

"...sure. It's Jennifer Grey."

It was not Jennifer Grey.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin shifted his leg so that it brushed against the hard press of Obi-Wan erection.

"She's hot- was- she's an actress, probably still hot," Anakin said. Still teasing.

But he lifted himself to try to kiss Obi-Wan.

[neverjedi]

He made a soft noise in his throat, like a moan that wanted to be a laugh. "Still not my type and probably can't dance." He leaned down to meet the kiss, thumb smoothing over Anakin's cheekbone.

He was still aware of the movie, but it was currently very much not important.

...That would change when they got to the end, though.

[darkforcerising]

"She won Dancing with the Stars," Anakin pointed out. "At fifty." He remembered because his mother had made him watch that season with her. Because of Jennifer Grey.

"Is that a requirement? Your partner needs to be able to dance?" He dragged his nails lightly down Obi-Wan's spine.

[neverjedi]

He slid himself very slightly to the side, but mostly it was just a shift in his weight so he wasn't quite so firmly on top of Anakin. It in no way kept Anakin from scratching his back which had his eyes going heavy lidded and him pressing a little more solidly against Anakin.

"No, just my celebrity crushes."

[darkforcerising]

Oh, this was a fun topic. This had Anakin biting his lower lip and raising his eyebrows in anticipation.

"Who are your celebrity crushes?"

[neverjedi]

That look - that exact one - got every bit of his attention on Anakin and had him leaning in for a slow, deep kiss.

"Hugh Jackman. Your turn."

[darkforcerising]

"X-man fan?"

Anakin thought about that. And thought some more.

"John Mulaney... Jameela Jamil... Nala from Lion King, I think."

[neverjedi]

"Only because Hugh Jackman is there." Which is a different thing, entirely, and he'd say more, except: "...an animated Lion?" A pause, and "I kind of liked Adult Simba?"

[darkforcerising]

"Look," Anakin said in his defense. "It's not my fault Disney animators made them so human-like. I am not the only guy who's had pants-feels for that cartoon lion. Google it, if you don't believe me. Disney made middle school very confusing, okay?"

[neverjedi]

"I promise not to yowl, meow, or hiss at you," he said, still amused but - kind of affectionate about it. "And I'm not going to google anything about crushes toward animated animals. I'm already afraid of the results."

[darkforcerising]

"You being afraid of the internet is cute," Anakin said. He moved his hand up to the nape of Obi-Wan's neck.

[neverjedi]

He tilted his chin down so he could arch his neck firmly up into Anakin's hand. It just happened that he followed that arch with a long, slow, stretch that rolled his spine outward all the way down and resulted in a pretty hard drag of his body against Anakin's in the process. "I'm not afraid of the internet, but I'm not arguing with cute."

[darkforcerising]

For someone who wasn't going sound like a cat, Obi-Wan sure acted like a cat. Anakin didn't point that out lest Obi-Wan take that wonderful manuouver against his body off the table. Or off Anakin, as it were.

He pushed himself up to claim Obi-Wan's mouth with his own. He wasn't going to argue with cat-Obi-Wan at all.

[neverjedi]

He was less lazy when he returned the kiss this time, and more focused. He slid his fingers around to the back of Anakin's neck, light rather than gripping but definitely settled solidly into place against Anakin and gave every single bit of his considerable attention to kissing Anakin absolutely breathless.

[darkforcerising]

Losing himself in that kiss, Anakin moved his hand lower, lower. His fingers toyed with the waistband of Obi-Wan's jeans. It was a wonderful reminder that this man, who didn't like jeans was wearing them for the second day in a row. After toying with the fabric a moment, he started slipping his fingers underneath.

[neverjedi]

He groaned into the kiss, but then pulled back and pressed a kiss on the exact corner of Anakin's mouth.

He wasn't going to pressure Anakin for anything - there was just too much clear vulnerability, even fragility and lack of confidence - including and maybe especially to lose his clothes.

There was something about the way Anakin toyed with the denim at his waist before dipping his fingers under, though, that felt just a little questioning, though. And possibly in a way that just making a pleased sound about, or him being hard against Anakin's thigh maybe didn't cover.

"If you're looking for permission," he murmured, "you have it." But all he did, on his end, was reach down to curl a hand around Anakin's hip and return to the kiss.