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

And The Sun Will Shine Upon Us Again

• Summary: Anakin reveals to Obi-Wan that he's married. Obi-Wan doesn't take it well and decides to teach him a lesson. And if the lesson includes multiple orgasms, well, that's just to drive the point better into Anakin's brain.

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Their breaths sounded harsh, reverberating in the small bunk on their ship, moans and gasps mixing as they moved together. The slick sounds of their fucking were loud in the otherwise endless silence of space.

In his mind, he knew they shouldn’t be doing this. Not ever. Not with his former Padawan, with the boy he had raised and loved, now a man.

An unfaithful man.

Even just the thought of it made Obi-Wan thrust more forcefully inside Anakin, almost knocking him off balance, his cock sliding so deep Obi-Wan felt like he was crawling inside Anakin completely, like the mere action of driving his cock as deep as he managed would let a part of him stay in Anakin forever. Anakin moaned high and loud at the movement, hands scrambling for purchase on the sheets beneath him, plush mouth open as he panted his pleasure. He had already come once tonight, the greedy boy, and yet his cock swung flushed between his legs as Obi-Wan fucked his Padawan’s hole open again and again.

Obi-Wan had imagined their first time many times over the years: soft and sweet a culmination of their requited love, angry and desperate after a hard battle, even rough and dirty on the floor of the Temple’s training salles after a nighttime spar that went off the rails and freed the simmering tension between them.

He never would have thought they’d have come together like this, tainted by Anakin’s betrayal.

Gripping Anakin’s waist tighter, Obi-Wan snapped his hips hard, deliberately dragging the head of his cock over Anakin’s prostate to make him wail. He wanted to undo him, to unravel him until he couldn’t want anything more than the pleasure Obi-Wan gave him, to get drunk on the feeling of his Master’s cock making home for itself in his deepest parts.

“Obi-Wan! Ah, Master, ah ah ahn!” Anakin moaned, thighs shaking while he knelt on the bed, eyes rolling back in ecstasy as streaks of cum wet the already soaked sheets below him.

Obi-Wan chuckled mockingly, continuing to fuck him through his orgasm, movements slow and luxurious as Anakin quaked under his hands, overwhelmed. The sensation of the hole clenching around his cock made Obi-Wan moan, but he didn’t let up.

He had a new lesson to teach Anakin, after all.

“You didn’t even need my hand this time, did you?” Obi-Wan growled, gently reaching out to squeeze the base of Anakin’s cock, and getting a feeble mewl of distress and pleasure as another spurt of come left its head, making Anakin arch his back to shy away from the touch. “How did you ever fuck your wife like this, when you can come just by my cock fucking your tight hole, darling?” He mused, voice almost disinterested, but only a facade. In the Force, he was incandescent with anger.