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I kissed my former master, I felt him melt in my arms. He was tense at first, but he ended up kissing back. I didn't think after that, I didn't think about Padmé, I didn't think about the mission, I didn't think about the war. I just did what felt right.

And what felt right was to deepen the kiss, so that's what I did. I bit his lip and pulled him closer and let my hands rest on his back, keeping him in the embrace.

After a few minutes of exchanging saliva, I finally got a noise out of him, I considered it to be of pleasure, but not the moans that I wanted to hear, not the ones I had heard in my dreams.

I pulled away from his mouth, and just stared down at him for a bit, he looked a bit, dazed. Like he wasn't sure what had just happened, if it had actually happened or if it was just a dream, or if it was a dream, what did it mean? Did he want to have some sort of intimate relationship with me?

I realized that I had been reading him through the force, the bond burning in my mind, trying to remind me that it was still there, but I wasn't in touch with my mind and logic at the moment, it's like one part of my brain had been given control, and the other part had no idea what was going on.

I pushed him onto his back, he looked up at me, still a bit dazed and confused while I climbed over him and hovered above his face.

I allowed my prosthetic arm to find its way under his tunics and caress his skin. As the metal touched his skin, I felt him shiver from the contact.

I slowly leaned down, like I was expecting him to pull away, even though he couldn't, or like I was expecting him to slap me. But he didn't, he still looked dazed, yet I knew that he knew exactly everything that was happening, he knew exactly what I was doing. And he let me know that through our bond, with his thoughts racing and giving off a strong scent, allowing them to escape his shields and travel through our bond.

I allowed our lips to softly touch, before deepening the kiss again. I parted our lips to make my mark on his neck.

I nibbled and let my tongue do some work as I sucked at the spot, until I felt the mark was an appropriate colour and then worked my magic on a brand new spot.

I heard more noises of pleasure, but they weren't how I wanted them, I wanted them louder, that was the only thing I wanted to hear. The only thing I was seeking from my dreams, I didn't need him to beg for me, I didn't need him to be in his knees at my mercy, I just wanted to hear those sweet loud music notes that escaped his lips.

I took my lips away from his skin to remove his tunic and undershirt before continuing on his collar bone. I made my way lower, until I got to his nipple.

I used my tongue to swirl around a bit, but when I bit down slightly, that's when I got the sound I wanted. The sounds that I had dreamed about, the exact moans that I wanted, escaping from his mouth. I repeated what I had just done on the other side, and got similar results.

I continued to leave wet kissed down his stomach and abs until his pants were left in the way.

I looked up at him, and I looked for approval. "Can I?"

He hesitated for a bit, but nodded as he tried to grab onto the bed frame.

I unbuttoned his pants, which had been getting tighter, and revealed his cock. Throbbing for attention.

I took the base in my hands and ran my tongue from the bottom to the tip. I swirled my tongue again as I kissed the tip before taking it into my  mouth.

I could feel his body tense up under me the moment I set my tongue on him. As I started at a slow pace, I could feel him struggling not to thrust into me.

I moved my hands by his hips and held him down on the bed, as I started to bob my head up and down faster, until I had taken his entire length into my mouth.

It was only after I had swallowed what was left in my throat that my thoughts came back to me, there was a reason we were on this ship, we were supposed to be protecting the Senator.

"One of us should be with Senator Amidala." I said.

Obi-wan looked down to see my erection, it was almost like he had a snap back to reality too. He pulled up his pants and started to put on his tunic and shirts. "I'll go."

And just like that he left, leaving me to jack off alone.

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