Obi-wan x Satine (Smut)

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Obi-wan walked tiredly through the harsh cold night on Tatooine only looking down dragging one foot then the other determined to get back home and attempt to sleep with his best of putting his memories of Mustafar behind him.

His back ached incredible. He looked like in his fifties when in actuality he was in his very late thirties
(39 to be accurate).

His hair that used to be a dark ginger had gotten gray highlights and nothing could be done about the matter. His exciting blue eyes were now cold and sad for he experienced the harshness of the galaxy, why me he thought.

Why Tatooine? Why not somewhere else where it's nice, warm and the rough sand couldn't get into your boots.

He sighed beneath the ragged hood filled with small holes as he gazed up to his salvation. Home.

Obi-wan wasted no time when he saw his small house. When he first found it it was abandoned completely but now looked like an actual person lived inside... Unfortunately it was poor Obi-wan who suffered from his regular back pains and memories that haunt him making him stressed giving him bags under his eyes and those gray hairs that once ago was a dark ginger.

He deserved it for failing his apprentice he thought.

But did he really?
He was just following the rules like everyone else.

The door creaked as he made it inside.
Obi-wan then thrown his stuff onto the floor and used the force to close the door behind him. He immediately kicked his boots off as soon he was in bed, laying on his stomach on top of the thick blankets.

So tired...

Just at that moment he heard a knock on the door.
Mabey if he kept silent it'll go away.

But it only became louder and almost impossible to ignore.

"Ugh... Coming..."

Who could be up this late? And why would they want to see me?

That's when he got surspisious as he grabbed his lightsaber using just the force.

As he opened the cautiously he saw a cloaked feminine figure that was familiar in a certain way.
She had knee high boots and black leggings with a jacket.

"May I come in?"

That voice reminded him of someone as so did her presence.

He would of said no since how tired he was but since the "kind man" he was, he had to. He also wanted to know who she was.

"Okay... Come in."

"Thank you."

The woman came in slowly through the doorway and shut it behind.
Obi-wan suspicions began to even further and was beginning to tense up.

"Don't mind me asking but what a person yourself doing in the middle of the desert? You know it's dangerous to come out at night."

"Yes, but it's an emergency."

"It must be."

"But I know I'm safe here."

"What makes you think of that? I could be a kidnapper for all you know and nobody would of known you disappeared. Satine. "

She scoffed.

"You haven't changed a bit, Obi-wan.
Except for the gray hairs of course. "

The women lifted her hood up as Satine kryze revealed herself infront of Obi-wan.

To him she had not age one bit as her facial features were sharp and her skin still looked smooth. Even with bags under her eyes and a little wisp of gray in her hair.