His weary eyes opened up to see the cold steel walls around him. His body ached after what happened the night before. It's happened every night since he arrived in this prison. The two Zabraks seemed to mirror Maul's deadly movement. The ex-Jedi could stop thinking about his old mate.
Dooku had told him that the two Zabraks were siblings of Maul.
Obi-wan begged in his head that they were also captives, but his heart sunk when Dooku announced that they were Sith Apprentices. Dooku had described Obi-wan as spoils of war and for the two younger Zabraks to enjoy themselves with Obi-wan. Obi-wan could see it the the taller ones eyes he was more dominant than the smaller one, but they both had the same lustful look.
Obi-wan shook the memory from his mind. Suddenly he felt his stomach to twist on itself and he ran off of his bed to the toilet in the small room. He emptied the little amount of food he had the night before into the toilet. He kneeled there and leaned against the toilet waiting to see if anything more would come up, though he was sure he had nothing left in his stomach. He heard the door to his room open up, but he didn't move. He just groaned as he heard the droid enter into the room with his breakfast than leave without even bothering to ask him if he was alright or glance over at him.
Obi-wan looked at his tray of food. Nothing looked appealing to him except that glass of water. He groaned flushing the toilet as he got up and he hardly had to take two sets to the small table that sat between the bed and the toilet. He picked up the water and slowly drank the water. He heard the door open up again and loud footsteps follow quickly suit.
"You haven't touched your food yet little mate." The deep voice spoke walking right up to Obi-wan, who put the glass of water down calmly and glared at the yellow Zabrak from the corner of his eye. His tattoos were much darker than the others.
"I'm not your mate, Savage." Obi-wan said calmly with an edge to his voice.
"Come now little mate. Maul has been dead now for 2 months. We may have life long mates, but yours is dead now. You should be thanking me, for taking you on as a mate. It kept Feral off of you." Savage's purr was extremely rough bordering a growl.
"I'd rather have Feral as a mate. He's much kinder." Obi-wan said under his breath and was quickly shoved against the wall with Savage's large hand around his neck.
"Why would want someone so submissive as him. Maul was dominant wasn't he? Don't you like it when you have someone dominant to have you?" Savage's face was so close to Obi-wan's. The ex-Jedi turned his head gulped. Savage's hand wasn't choking him, just applying enough pressure for a tight hold. Obi-wan was sure that the hand would leave some kind of mark.
With a sneer on Savage's face when Obi-wan turned his head, his other hand reached up turning the human's head to face him and forced him into a bruising kiss.
