[It started simply, as a wisp of a thought that took seed and grew quickly and decisively in her mind, a hungering need that rooted deeper than what she'd felt previously at the club. At first, there's not a hint of sexual desire in her need to reclaim what was hers, but as her feet quickly carry her to what is rightfully hers in suite 213, the creativity of her mind blooms on already existing desires and fantasies.
She doesn't bother knocking, finding the outer door unlocked for whatever reason and moving to his room. The lack of etiquette continues as she steps boldly into his designated personal space, gaze immediately searching for him with a keenness to her gaze as she dampens her lips. A wide grin splits her features when she finds him. It's not a small room after all.]
There you are. [It's chiding and pleased all at once as she steps forward slowly.] You should be helping me study.
[Obi-Wan's been feeling similar impulses, ones that seem entirely unlike him. There are several people in his orbit that he's grown closer to and thoughts of them seem to be taking a turn. A concerning turn that leads him toward meditation, but he's finding it hard to maintain his concentration. His mind seems to keep wandering back. Possessive thoughts. Jealousy. It's a slippery slope towards the Dark Side but he can't seem to shake them. He's so distracted by it that he doesn't even know Velma is coming until she's busting through his bedroom door to see him seated cross-legged on his bed.
She'll also find his room to be relatively Spartan. He's little in the way of belongings and he keeps it very neat. If he weren't in the room, one could be forgiven for thinking no one lived there at all.
All these thoughts he's been having seem to take hold of him entirely with the sight of her. Although now those possessive thoughts are focused solely on her rather than anyone else.] Should I? [He finds himself challenging back, not moving his spot on the bed although his eyes are laser focused on her... and her mouth.]
[The bare state of his room is no matter to her, except in the fact that it's actually how she would prefer Obi-Wan in this moment, but now that she's here, Velma suspects they'll get to that.]
There's nothing else I'd rather be doing right now, and with no one else. [She states in a lower voice as though it's common knowledge, law even, and one he should follow it as well.
Her eyebrow lifts as she moves to shrug off her jacket, letting it fall to the ground to reveal... An orange sweater, maroon skirt, thick over the knee socks, and her favorite (only) Mary Jane's. A shiver runs over her at the sudden chill she feels from the air.] Would you rather be doing something else?
[There's a right and wrong answer here Master Jedi.]
[The words out of her mouth make it entirely impossible to ignore the impulses that are gripping him. This is right. She is his, he thinks. Never mind that such possessive thoughts have never overtaken him like this before. It is just a fact now. No denying what is plainly obvious.] There's only one thing I want to be doing right now.
[Obi-Wan moves in a flash, off the bed, and within her space in a moment. His own robe gets discarded but with much more of a flourish than her jacket to cascade to the floor at his feet. He's got on his tunic still, but it seems likely they won't be on his person much longer. They may be skipping ahead a bit in their studies tonight.]
[There's a soft gasp at just how quickly he closes the gap between them, but it melts into a murmur of approval as the flourish, her grin turning mischievous as she reaches out to hook fingers around his belt. Don't mind her pulling him closer, aggressively. He's hers after all.]
Then teach me Master Kenobi.
[Is she teasing? Is she serious? The roughness in her voice makes it difficult to tell. Likely it's a mix of both.]
[That challenging request lights a fire in him and he reaches for her, pulling her flat against his chest. Teasing or serious, it hardly matters. He's going to take her up on it.
His voice has taken on a darker tone too, finger coaxing her chip up so he can see her face.] Do make sure and pay attention. [Obi-Wan doesn't wait for her retort, instead he is leaning down to capture her lips with his own.]
[Velma has always been an excellent, hardworking student. A teacher's pet, even. And she doesn't intend to besmirch that longstanding track record anytime soon. There's no chance in her attention wavering from him.
There's no hesitation on her end either. Not when the need to claim and keep him close, to physically make him hers, resonates so strongly within her. She actively meets him in the kiss as her hands move to grip and frame his face, palms against bearded cheek and fingers curling to pull him closer.
This is not the same sort of kiss as with the mistletoll, that's for certain.]
[This kiss is completely different. There's a lot more behind it. A lot more passion and need. He'd been attracted to her before now, but this feeling in him is entirely new. He needs her and any other option is unacceptable.
His hands move down her sides as the kiss continues, his tongue snaking into her mouth. Hands find the curve of her ass and Obi-Wan lifts her upward so that her mouth can be in line with his own. He needs more, as much as she'll give him.]
[Her head tilts and her mouth parts to assist in deepening the kiss with a low, pleased noise at the feel of his tongue against hers.
Her back arches as his hands smooth south to her rear, pushing more of her into his hands, not that either of them needs the encouragement, her legs instinctively wrapping around him. Another noise of approval escapes her at this new angle, one she doesn't often get at her height, and the rhythm of the kiss is broken slightly by a smile.
No matter, it's a good opportunity to catch his lower lip in her teeth as she pulls back enough to maneuver hungry kisses and nibbles along his jaw and neck until she reaches more skin than beard. Well, if he lets her deviate that far, that is.]
I need to confess something to you. Ever since I met you, I can only think of your radiant, brown eyes. You filled my heart with unexpected joy and my head with amazing dreams of us together. My love can only grow more and more each day.
I dream of us spending all day together somewhere. Away from the war and sand and I would gently stroke your hair while you keep smiling. In moments like these my life would simply be complete.
When I'm alone in the quiet, it always feels like I can hear your voice, whispering me sweet nothings, just like the blessed music of a harp. I wanted to tell you this from a long time ago, you are as essential to me as my lightsaber.
My dearest Angel, please be sure I mean everything this letter carries to you with all my heart. Once I saw your lovely smile I knew there won't be anything more precious to me in this whole world. I want to take you away from the war, away from any upset or misfortune and we shall spend all hour time together at the lakehouse.
You are the best I ever had and I must be the luckiest person to have in my life. You are my sunny day in spring. I'd give up everything to know that you will be right there beside me for the rest of our lives.
My heart skips a beat at the thought that soon we will soon be reunited. These long months apart have been absolute agony.
[There's a long horrified moment as he just stares at what Obi-Wan has replied to. He didn't send this, he definitely wrote it, but that was a long time ago and neither had even heard of the Danaë at the time.
Can he tell who it's for? There's no names so he should be able to maintain some form of plausible deniability.]
[Anakin had told him what he knew about what had become of the Order. Or else this message might have hit him even harder than it does. It's still a lot to take in, still hurts, hearing one's own voice coming back to him, speaking of a great tragedy yet to come for him and the Galaxy. One he'd not yet experienced.
Trust in the Force.
He very nearly doesn't respond to this at all. He's not even sure where to begin.] Did you intend to send this to me?
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Date: 2020-12-16 04:20 am (UTC)She doesn't bother knocking, finding the outer door unlocked for whatever reason and moving to his room. The lack of etiquette continues as she steps boldly into his designated personal space, gaze immediately searching for him with a keenness to her gaze as she dampens her lips. A wide grin splits her features when she finds him. It's not a small room after all.]
There you are. [It's chiding and pleased all at once as she steps forward slowly.] You should be helping me study.
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Date: 2020-12-16 04:46 am (UTC)She'll also find his room to be relatively Spartan. He's little in the way of belongings and he keeps it very neat. If he weren't in the room, one could be forgiven for thinking no one lived there at all.
All these thoughts he's been having seem to take hold of him entirely with the sight of her. Although now those possessive thoughts are focused solely on her rather than anyone else.] Should I? [He finds himself challenging back, not moving his spot on the bed although his eyes are laser focused on her... and her mouth.]
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Date: 2020-12-16 05:57 am (UTC)There's nothing else I'd rather be doing right now, and with no one else. [She states in a lower voice as though it's common knowledge, law even, and one he should follow it as well.
Her eyebrow lifts as she moves to shrug off her jacket, letting it fall to the ground to reveal... An orange sweater, maroon skirt, thick over the knee socks, and her favorite (only) Mary Jane's. A shiver runs over her at the sudden chill she feels from the air.] Would you rather be doing something else?
[There's a right and wrong answer here Master Jedi.]
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Date: 2020-12-17 02:28 am (UTC)[Obi-Wan moves in a flash, off the bed, and within her space in a moment. His own robe gets discarded but with much more of a flourish than her jacket to cascade to the floor at his feet. He's got on his tunic still, but it seems likely they won't be on his person much longer. They may be skipping ahead a bit in their studies tonight.]
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Date: 2020-12-17 04:15 am (UTC)[There's a soft gasp at just how quickly he closes the gap between them, but it melts into a murmur of approval as the flourish, her grin turning mischievous as she reaches out to hook fingers around his belt. Don't mind her pulling him closer, aggressively. He's hers after all.]
Then teach me Master Kenobi.
[Is she teasing? Is she serious? The roughness in her voice makes it difficult to tell. Likely it's a mix of both.]
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Date: 2020-12-18 02:52 am (UTC)His voice has taken on a darker tone too, finger coaxing her chip up so he can see her face.] Do make sure and pay attention. [Obi-Wan doesn't wait for her retort, instead he is leaning down to capture her lips with his own.]
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Date: 2020-12-18 03:24 am (UTC)There's no hesitation on her end either. Not when the need to claim and keep him close, to physically make him hers, resonates so strongly within her. She actively meets him in the kiss as her hands move to grip and frame his face, palms against bearded cheek and fingers curling to pull him closer.
This is not the same sort of kiss as with the mistletoll, that's for certain.]
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Date: 2020-12-18 03:36 am (UTC)His hands move down her sides as the kiss continues, his tongue snaking into her mouth. Hands find the curve of her ass and Obi-Wan lifts her upward so that her mouth can be in line with his own. He needs more, as much as she'll give him.]
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Date: 2020-12-18 04:05 am (UTC)Her back arches as his hands smooth south to her rear, pushing more of her into his hands, not that either of them needs the encouragement, her legs instinctively wrapping around him. Another noise of approval escapes her at this new angle, one she doesn't often get at her height, and the rhythm of the kiss is broken slightly by a smile.
No matter, it's a good opportunity to catch his lower lip in her teeth as she pulls back enough to maneuver hungry kisses and nibbles along his jaw and neck until she reaches more skin than beard. Well, if he lets her deviate that far, that is.]
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Date: 2021-03-03 01:38 am (UTC)I need to confess something to you. Ever since I met you, I can only think of your radiant, brown eyes. You filled my heart with unexpected joy and my head with amazing dreams of us together. My love can only grow more and more each day.
I dream of us spending all day together somewhere. Away from the war and sand and I would gently stroke your hair while you keep smiling. In moments like these my life would simply be complete.
When I'm alone in the quiet, it always feels like I can hear your voice, whispering me sweet nothings, just like the blessed music of a harp. I wanted to tell you this from a long time ago, you are as essential to me as my lightsaber.
My dearest Angel, please be sure I mean everything this letter carries to you with all my heart. Once I saw your lovely smile I knew there won't be anything more precious to me in this whole world. I want to take you away from the war, away from any upset or misfortune and we shall spend all hour time together at the lakehouse.
You are the best I ever had and I must be the luckiest person to have in my life. You are my sunny day in spring. I'd give up everything to know that you will be right there beside me for the rest of our lives.
My heart skips a beat at the thought that soon we will soon be reunited. These long months apart have been absolute agony.
Forever yours.
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Date: 2021-03-03 02:47 am (UTC)[....]
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Really, Anakin?
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Date: 2021-03-03 07:23 am (UTC)Can he tell who it's for? There's no names so he should be able to maintain some form of plausible deniability.]
I didn't do this! I swear this wasn't me.
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Date: 2021-03-05 12:41 am (UTC)[He's certainly some idea of the intended recipient. For as much as he wishes he didn't.]
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Date: 2021-03-05 08:50 am (UTC)[Wait, no he's arguing the wrong thing.]
I'm not lying.
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Date: 2021-03-06 05:35 pm (UTC)I knew there was something going on between you and Padmé, but I didn't imagine it had gone beyond infatuation and extended into love letters.
[He'd hoped, anyway. But with this, he can't help but wonder how much further it all went...]
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Date: 2021-03-07 02:53 am (UTC)Senator Amidala is just a friend. I'm not infatuated. I know the rules.
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Date: 2021-03-09 09:18 am (UTC)text | un:kenobi
Date: 2021-03-10 03:59 am (UTC)Trust in the Force.
He very nearly doesn't respond to this at all. He's not even sure where to begin.] Did you intend to send this to me?
[He's a feeling the answer to that is no.]
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Date: 2021-03-12 07:38 pm (UTC)About Palpatine. About the Jedi.
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Date: 2021-03-13 02:19 am (UTC)And? What did you think of it?
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Date: 2021-03-13 03:44 am (UTC)It's hard to accept. Not to say I don't believe you or him.
[He's devastated, but still hopeful that he might be able to prevent it somehow upon his return...]
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Date: 2021-03-30 12:08 am (UTC)Whose will have the Jedi been following for the last few years? It's not the Force.
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Date: 2021-03-30 12:54 am (UTC)We were protecting the Republic.
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