Two Halfs of One Warrior • Obikin/Vaderwan One-Shots

Guilty Night, Guilty Kiss

• Summary: After an almost impossible day, Obi-Wan returns home to find one of the best surprises he's ever seen.

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Today has been less than easy, that much is certain. So when he returns home, desperately wanting to just unwind, and collapse in bed, he doesn't expect what he sees waiting for him. There in the living room, is his padawan, lounging on the couch, in the most pretty red lingerie he's ever seen. His padawan braid is decorated with a little blue bow, in stark contrast with the deep red of the lingerie he's wearing oh so beautifully. Then, Anakin turns his head towards him and oh force he thinks he might die on the spot. Anakin is wearing deep red lipstick, and winged eyeliner. To top it all off, he's blushing like crazy, and Obi-Wan knows it's not blush powder. Anakin grins, as he gets up from the couch and all but saunters over to Obi-Wan.

"Welcome home Master." Anakin purrs, leaning forward to throw himself into his arms, as he leans in to kiss him. Stunned, Obi-Wan can only let his love kiss him, as his short-circuited brain tries to recover, get some grounding after Anakin has taken all the coherency from his mind. He's brought back to reality when Anakin pulls away, and he's met with those passionate blue eyes. "I thought I could help you unwind today. I want you to do something for me Master. See-" Anakin leans in so that he's whispering right into his ear. "I want you to use me. I want you to do as you please. Use me as a warm, and wet set of holes for you, Master. After all, I dressed so pretty for you, almost like a little doll, for you to do whatever you wish."

It's as if a succubus is whispering right in his ear, tempting him with each and every breath. How could he ever say no to that? Anakin's words light a fire deep inside his core, and he can't help but give in. With something akin to a growl, he presses Anakin against the nearest wall to have at his mouth. Practically shoving his tongue down Anakin's throat, he decides that he is going to head his words, he's going to have his wicked way with Anakin, make no mistake. His padawan has tempted the lustful beast that lives within him, and he can do nothing, but let it take control.

Obi-Wan snickers, as Anakin lets out a whine from lack of contact, as he pulls away from their kiss. "Is this what you want Anakin? You want your Master to lose all control, and have his way with you? Take you apart bit by bit, by all your loose threads, and tie you back together, you want me to have that power?" He grins, biting at Anakin's inviting neck, as he awaits his answer. Anakin whines out a yes, and that's enough confirmation for him. "Knees." He orders harshly, watching as Anakin immediately obeys. Obi-Wan relishes the power he holds over Anakin in this moment, that only he gets to tame the wildfire that is his Anakin Skywalker. He is the only one who gets to watch Anakin bear his neck in such willing, and honest submission. "Now, sweet little thing, open that pretty mouth of yours." He says, reaching his hand down to pet at Anakin's hair, the sweet gesture opposing the stiff command in his voice.

"Yes Master." Anakin says sweetly, opening his mouth knowing what is to come next. Obi-Wan grins, as he rids himself of his pesky robes, and lets his cock free. Another rush of heat flashes through him, as he sees Anakin's pupils go wide.

"Go on my little cockslut, I can see how badly you want to stuff your mouth full of my cock." Obi-Wan relishes in the way his love moans at his words, Anakin has always been one to love when his mouth runs filthy, and who is Obi-Wan to deny his boy? With vigor, Anakin surges forward to absolutely swallow his cock. The motion takes him by surprise, as he lets out a low moan. "Good boy Anakin, such a filthy boy." He praised, another moan punched from him as he felt what affect his praise had on Anakin. At his praise, the man almost doubled his determination to practically swallow his dick.

Anakin pulled off for a minute, and Obi-Wan groaned at the loss. He saw as Anakin looked up at him, with those beautiful blue eyes, and felt his hands reach for one of his own. Anakin led Obi-Wan's hand to rest at the top of his head, and Obi-Wan knew exactly what Anakin wanted him to do. It was barely a minute before Obi-Wan was controlling the pace, as he gripped Anakin's hair like vice. Obi-Wan couldn't say anything more, as the pleasure built to it's limit. He held Anakin in place, as his come coated the inside of his mouth. He watched in awe, as Anakin licked the remaining come off his cock, and swallow it, with a lazy grin.