Part Three

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Obi Wan stood there in silence; in shock. You could see his eyes dilate. The hot tingling in your force connection was of mutual passion and want. Your left hand cupped your breast and your right followed a trail to your sex. You groped yourself in front of Obi Wan and let out a soft moan.

If he wasn't going to join in, you would for sure give him a show.

You swirled your fingers around your throbbing clit before slipping your index finger in. A soft and exceptionally dirty moan escaped your mouth as you pumped your finger in and out of yourself. You held your eyes shut before opening and locking into Obi Wan's.

You could see the blood being drawn from his lower lip as his teeth chewed on it.

"You make me my most vulnerable master; so bothered; so wet. I'm your dirty Padawan... I'm all yours.", through your force bond.

You slipped a second finger in and picked up your rhythmic pace. Your legs quivered as you felt a pressure and your masters voice rang through your head.

"Indeed you are, darling. You are all mine."

You struggled to keep your eyes open as you were soon reaching orgasm. However, you caught the tiniest glimpse of Obi Wan's hand being held out in front of him; a finger making circles in his palm.

He was pleasuring you through the force. You didn't know how much longer you could take his teasing. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"Faster... Obi Wan.", you moaned into the warm air.

"Patience, darling.", he winked at you, giving a cheeky smile.

Of course. Only your master would turn something so intimate into a patience exercise. You watched his finger created faster circles in his palm as you sank down the shower wall to find some friction in the floor.

"Master, I'm going to— can I— may I please...", you begged.

"Cum for me, darling (y/n)."

You felt a familiar heat in your sex. Before you knew it, you were moaning and shaking beyond your control.

You brought two of your fingers to your sex and up to your mouth; making eye contact with your master and sucking your own juices off of them. You could see a thin sheet of sweat on Obi Wan's forehead as he stopped his motions in his palm and watched you indulge in your own sweetness.

Your master had gone over only the basics with you when it came to the force. Obi Wan had always said that it would come to you when you truly needed it; was this one of those times?

You lifted your hand and stuck your index and middle finger out; creating a swiping motion. You watched your masters robe fall to the floor. His eyes looked into yours as you undressed him without laying a single finger upon his body. Next, his tunic. Then, his undershirt. He was bare from the waist up now. You debated whether or not you wanted to strip him of his pants and undergarments through the force, or do it the old fashioned way. With a single curl of your index finger, you were pulling your master towards you.

Obi Wan's face was now nearly centimeters from yours. You could feel his hot breath on your neck. You pulled him under the hot water and met his chapped lips with yours. You could taste the iron from his blood as your tongues intertwined. You felt one of his callused hands grab onto your right breast and begin kneading. The other hand cupped your ass and gave it a small smack and tug.

You couldn't believe this was happening. Your master, the stoic Jedi Knight of the order, was coming undone before your very eyes. Indulging in the single activity he swore and preached to never be a part of. You brought him to his knees just as much as he did you. You were at the mercy of each other.

His mouth left yours and you frowned at the sudden loss of his sweet taste. He nibbled trails on your collarbone before sucking on your breasts.

"Master...", you whined.

"Your such a good Padawan... such a good girl.", Obi Wan moaned as he continued to tongue your nipples.

You could feel your body pruning. You wanted somewhere dry. You wanted to be taken in the bedroom.

"M-master... the bedroom.", you whimpered softly; digging your nails into his shoulders.

Before you could protest, Obi Wan had you in his arms carrying you to his bed. You nuzzled your head into his neck; enjoying the closeness. He laid your wet body on the silk sheets and stood at the end of the bed looking down on you. You watched as his hands undid the buttons on his trousers.

"Wait! No...", you said as you crawled your way off the bed on all fours.

You stood on weak legs to meet your mouth once again with your masters. You sank down, kissing a warm trail down his chest before you came to his belt line and slid his wet leggings and undergarments down his hard thighs; throwing them nonchalantly into a pile somewhere behind him. You licked your lips as you watched his hard member leak pre-cum in anticipation.

The thought of taking him into your mouth was enough to make you orgasm again; hands free.

You gripped the base of his man hood and pressed your lips to his wet tip. Your tongue drew circles before you took him entirely in. He was so big. Your master grabbed a fist full of hair and pressed his cock deeper into your mouth.

"(y/n)...", he moaned.

You could feel your master sending warmth through your force connection; making the experience even more tantalizing. You gagged as his tip hit the back of your throat. He quickly pulled out and brought you up to meet his face.

"Darling, I'm sorry. Are you alright?", Obi Wan said concerned.

You loved this about your master. He was so loving; so kind; so selfless. He truly cared for those around him and you. Your heart felt full as his hand stroked the side of your face and he pressed a kiss to your lips.

"Master, I'm fine.", you giggled and pressed another passionate kiss to him. You pumped his member with your right hand as he pushed your body to the bed.

You crawled backwards till your head hit one of  the soft pillows. Your master held himself above you with both of his arms, lowering to press searing kisses to your lips and neck.

To be continued...

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