-obi-wan's pov-
Anakin left my room several minutes later after dressing and having a glass of water. I watched him leave with relief and hunger growing inside me at the same time.
It had become obvious to me that I would not be able to keep myself from him. He would ruin me.
For the rest of the morning I dwindled on how his hands felt on my bare stomach, recalled the feeling of his face against my neck as I made my morning tea, reminisced about his legs amongst mine as I scrolled mindlessly through my holopad, chewed distastefully on a nutrient bar as I remembered his chest pressed against the skin of my back.
I found myself standing in the door of my bedroom, staring at where he had been moments earlier.
Damn you, Skywalker.
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one night in coruscant || obikin
Fanfictionwhen circumstance brings Obi-Wan Kenobi into Anakin Skywalker's bed one night, the two are forced to question their friendship. is that all it will ever be? or will it be more? ~Obi-Wan's perspective unless otherwise specified ~contains mature scene...
