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

Carnal Pleasures

• Summary: Now that Anakin is an adult, Obi-Wan takes it upon himself to teach Anakin the ways of seduction.

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“Anakin,” Obi-Wan turned to his padawan. “Now that you’re legally an adult by the Jedi and Coruscant, it’s time for me to teach you a different aspect of being a Jedi.”

Obi-Wan and Anakin were in Obi-Wan’s room. It was sparse, just a bed, dresser, and closet filled with the same brown robes. Anakin stood in an at-ease position, knowing he was in training and acting as such. He noticed that Obi-Wan seemed…nervous? That was strange for his master.

“As you know, part of keeping the peace is using diplomacy and charm as a tactic. Sometimes that means…” Obi-Wan paused, considered his student. “No point mincing words. Sometimes it becomes sexual. My job, now, as your master, is to make sure you’re educated enough in the art of seduction.”

Anakin looked a little surprised. The thought hadn’t crossed his mind, especially since he and Padme seemed to be doing well, romantically, without any of this training.

“Well, as always I’m ready to learn, Master.” Anakin flashed a self-assured smile, puffing his chest out. Ready to exceed expectations at this next task and make his Master proud.

“Good, good.” Obi-Wan looked Anakin up and down. “So, tell me, have you ever touched yourself?”

Anakin tilted his head a little, looking quizzically.

“Your crotch, for pleasure?” Obi-Wan continued.

“Oh, well… I started a few times but usually got interrupted. Being in the middle of a battlefield makes it a bit challenging. Also,” Anakin paused, blushing. “Honestly I didn’t know exactly what to do.” He shifted his weight, a little uncomfortable at admitting this.

“That’s ok. It’s what we’ll be learning today.” Obi-Wan went over to the nightstand and opened the top drawer. He maneuvered a secret compartment open with the Force and pulled out a bottle of some kind of liquid and a small square box. He then started taking his robes off.

“Anakin, if you don’t mind,” Obi-Wan turned to Anakin, mid undress, and indicated that his Padawan should do the same. Anakin managed to blush harder but nodded and slowly disrobed. He gently folded his robes and placed them on top of the dresser next to Obi-Wan’s. Anakin now stood in the middle of the room, fully exposed. His right arm dangled awkwardly in front of his crotch and his left hand gripped his wrist. He had an idea that his anatomy was a little unusual. He felt every muscle tense as he stood under the scrutiny of his Master.

“Your scars are healing nicely,” Obi-Wan said, matter-of-factly.

“Which ones?” Anakin quipped before he could stop himself. He felt both him and Obi-Wan relax. The dynamics were still the same they were just… naked.

“Your chest, of course. That’s the most important battle scar, right?”

Anakin nodded.

“How does it feel?”

“There’s not much feeling there but sometimes I rub it and it feels nice.”

“And your nipples?”

“Er… I haven’t tried…” Anakin glanced away.

“That’s fine. Now. You haven’t really touched yourself. Do you at least know basic anatomy?” Obi-Wan stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He seemed to be completely comfortable in his skin. Anakin brought his gaze back to his Master, keeping their eyes locked so they didn’t wander. ‘This is just for learning. Just educational’ Anakin reassured himself.