Through the storm // Anakin x Obi-wan [Anakin Alpha/Obi-wan Omega] // Kiara_Chan

Prolog

Anakin sniffed the air around him, a sweet scent surrounding him, as he walked down the enemies territory. He could feel the fear hidden in the thick Omega scent. It smelled erotic and very heavy, the Omega was for sure in heat.

-To all soldiers, I'm going in, I smell an Omega in distress. Don't wait for me, I'm gonna go back in my ship with R2-D2. Signing off - he muted the speaker and started running down the corridor. He could feel no one was there, the omega was unsupervised, and stressed as fuck. And in heat, that definitely wasn't a good sign, especially the fact that the smell was increasing every second. It was just starting, and noticing the circumstances that they were in? The heat was definitely delayed and going to be painful for the omega.

He slowed down as he got closer to the jail cell that the smell was going from.

-R2, can you open this door? - the droid beeped something before going into action. It took him some time, but fortunately no one was near them probably too busy running after his fleet. - Good job R2-D2 - he praised the robot, before sprinting into the room. The Door closed after him, just as R2 told him, he'll open them the moment he needs too. He actually was really greatful for him mindfulness, the omega could run put and not only harm itself but also get an unwanted attention. - Hello? Come out  I'm here to help you! Please, I'm a Jedi- - he didn't finish, because he got smashed by somebody who smelled really nicely on the floor, something sharp on his trout.

-Get my the fuck out, or this time I'll kill him! - Anakin was so confused and just looked at the pretty man on top of him.

-Goddess... what are you talking about? - he felt a little dizzy from the sweet scent, his instincts telling him to forever protect the man, to never let him leave his side.

-Pff, I'm not going to fall for you're games anymore, turn back! How dear you look like him, as if any of us knew him! - Anakin was so confused he was pretty sure at this point the omega could smell it. Well, he could also smell the slick that was slowly oozing out of the omega onto his robes, and he could see the others gaze getting slightly dazed. He soon will be out, too weak to fight.

-Listen, I don't know what you mean by that, but I'm here to take you with me to the base. Listen your gonna be safe, I'm gonna take care of you, so please just come with me and I'll try to answer all your questions but now you needs to come with me, plea-

-Shut up! - the omega trembled his emotions feeling the room up, he was confused he was scared he was angry - Your not going to mess with my head, I'm not going to surrender, your not going to 'have me' as you wish! You can transform your voice, scent and looks into my fated partner but that doesn't change a thing, it's still you Palpatine! - the omega was so confused at this point, the words leaving his lips, but his eyes told him he wasn't so sure about his words.

-You are so beautiful... - Anakin whispered mesmerized by the anger and dedication in the omegas eyes.

-Shut up...! you don't even know his name... - tears streamed down Skywalkers face as he smiled softly. It was like a dream, he felt like he saw an angle. He lightly caressed the others cheek making him jump a little.

-Sorry... - the other was flushed, his cheeks turning deep red and hands that still held the sharp object near Anis trout started trembling. - But you know, I know my own name... - the omega looked like going into full heat any minute, and second. - Anakin, my name is Anakin Skywalker.

The omega suddenly let go of the object, and just fell into laying alpha smashing his nose into his neck. He was trembling, and his blond hair lightly brushing Jedis cheek.

-I'm gonna take care of you... - he didn't know his name, the omega must have been bothered by that, and softly whispered into alphas neck that he was sniffing like his life depended on it.

-Obi-wan... Obi-wan Kenobi... some called me Ben...- his voice shallow, as it was shortly replaced by soft whimpers.

-Lets go then Ben - Anakin grined from ear to ear as he lifted them up from the ground, Obi-wan tightening his grip on his neck and waist - I'm gonna take care of you - R2-D2 open the door, and in the matter of minutes they were flying back to the Jedi temple. Obi-wan on his lap hugging him so tightly Anakin felt like he was gonna loose his breath. He didn't care, Ban was free, and he was by his side. He cared no more about anything else.

He closed his eyes.

He was so hot, so hurt but the smell, but the arm slowly brushing his back. It was so gentle, and the smell... it was so heartwarming... and the voice that was whispering sweet nothings into his ear occasionally placing some kisses on his dirty hair.

He felt safe, for the first time since... forever... since forever... he was so tired, but also in so much pain. He hated heats... they always were so painful, but fortunately he got them only once a year. Yea... he was in pain, but the smell, the voice, the lips... they seemed to take it away, the seemed so real...

He looked up into those blue eyes. They were the only thing then that Palpatine never managed to replicate. They were different. They weren't blue like a sea during the storm. They were like the sky in him hometown. They were soft, and welcoming, and full of something he couldn't place right. He wasn't trying to touch him inappropriately, he was just letting him hug him... He wanted more...

Ben change his position, so he could literally swallow Anakin with his own body. Drown in him. His knees next to his hips, his nose deep into the crook of his neck. He wanted to bite him. To taste his blood, to know if it's going to be black like Palpatines. He needed to know. He heart beating so fast, he was so scared. He opened his mouth and brushed his teeth against the pale skin.

He didn't bite. He was so scared to see the black something oozing out of his Anakin... he didn't want to spoil his little dream of finally being free, and with the person that was meant to be his, was meant to protect him. Palpatine tried to be him, to seduce Ben, to Force him to marry him, to carry his pups. But that's a thing about fated pairs that most don't understand. The other could feel the special connection between them. No matter what.

-You can bite, don't worry Obi - his soft chuckle tuning something upside down in omegas stomach. - I don't mind, I understand - he softly and slowly put his hand into the jumpy omegas hair and got his lips closer to his neck. - Go on - his smiled a little, when the sharp Omega teeth sunk into his flesh. His alpha jumping inside in excitement, even tho Anakin knew the omega wasn't biting him to so called claim him but to make sure he was well... himself.

Kenobi didn't want to look, he was so scared, he didn't want but he knew he needed. He moved back from the others neck and looked at his bleeding bite. The red liquid running down the other neck making him shiver, as the weird connection formed between them for a short moment, closed by the omegas bite. His hands were shaking as he held onto the others shoulders prying for the blood to be red. He prayed to finally be free. For this to be finally done. 

He knew it couldn't be this easy... he knew the hands that were caressing him so lovingly were still weirdly cold. He knew the weird 'bond' sensation between him and the freak that always acted like that man... He said it was someone called Anakin, does he know him? Did he find him? The bond felt different... was he imagining it...?

-Interesting... - he suddenly heard, a well known voice, he jumped in place nad opened his eyes. Everything seemed blurry, and suddenly he was in pain in so much pain.

The red blood running from Anakin, the smell, it all suddenly changed disappearing in the smell of rotting body parts and urine. The smell of the Palpatine. Suddenly the blue eyes turned to yellow, he jumped off of the man next to him, and was ready to his the cockpit, yet he was met with nothingness before hitting a floor. His heart was racing, and suddenly everything disappeared. The smell the warmth, the hope. Instead he was looking at the Sith who was smiling at him widely.

-Did you like my show? - black blood dripping from his shoulder and omegas mouth. It tasted like gasoline. He felt tears run down his cheeks, but he didn't care. He was going into heat, he was so happy to be safe, he didn't care if it was an illusion anymore, if he could be safe he would even settle for a lie. His body went limp, a fever hitting him suddenly as he just closed his eyes. He didn't listen to Palpatines words anymore, he just... was there, between a dream and a nightmare. He was just somewere.