To Love Deeply



Obi-Wan stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist and proceeded to dry off his hair. As he glanced at himself in the mirror, he noticed that more gray had crept into his hair and beard. He shook his head and sighed, he was not yet forty. The war had definitely taken its toll on him.

He combed his hair and turned to step out of the refresher when he caught site of her lying on her stomach across the sleep couch, propped on her elbows, and staring at a data pad. He took in a deep breath. Her body was completely bare except for the sheet strategically draped over her.

Its certainly clear what you have on your mind this evening.

She didnt look up from the data pad she was studying, but she did raise one leg at the knee, shifting the covering so it exposed her foot and the lower part of her leg. The sheet settled across her posterior forming to her shape. There is no time anymore to be coy and play games, Obi-Wan. Youve just returned and I ship out in the morning. So drop the towel and come over here.

He folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the doorframe. I thought we had agreed to keep those things out of our sleeping chambers, he said lifting his chin towards the data pad.

She instantly closed it and tucked it under the sleep couch. Hows that?

Not good enough.
You need to remove it from this room.

A smile spread across her face as she turned to her side and propped her head on one hand, the sheet twisting with her. Nope. Im not getting up. You just want to see me parade my naked ass across the room and back.

Obi-Wan frowned. What would you do if I told you I wasnt up for it tonight?

You dont want to? she asked as she pulled the sheet against her, a hint of sadness in her voice. Obi-Wan also felt a retreat in her aura and suddenly felt the ache of separation from her.

He cleared his throat. Perhaps, I was being a bit hasty

Her sapphire eyes sparked mischief. Haste has no place here this evening, Obi-Wan, she replied as she arched two fingers towards him and through the Force she released the tuck of the towel at his waist. It fell to the floor at his feet.

Sure, Siri. You can have me parade over there naked, but you wont do the same for me.

She lifted the sheet for him to slide under. You dont have ugly stretch marks to hide.

He crawled into the bed, lying on his side facing her. Youre being ridiculous. You always say that and I cant even see them. He propped himself on his elbow and tucked her blonde hair behind her ear with his free hand.

She smiled and traced a finger across his brow. Hello, stranger, she said.

He leaned forward and softly kissed her jaw. How I wish that wasnt true.

She rolled onto her back and he put his arm across her waist. Their lips met in a gentle kiss.

The truth was he had known her all his life. They had both been brought to the Temple as infants to be raised as Jedi. Only two years apart in age, they had been in classes and on missions together. They grew in affection for each other and realized when they were still padawans that they wanted to bond to each other. Code requirements dictated that they become knights before they could consider marriage and even after that they had to go through a set of trials before the bonding. Now they had been married almost eight years and they had provided the Jedi with two additional younglings.

Obi-Wan slowly slid his hand up her side from the top of her thigh, over her hip to the swell of her breast. She stretched under his caress, slipped an arm over his shoulder and molded her body closer to him. The soft touch of her skin flush against his made him suck in a breath and he pressed his lips to her neck where he could feel her pulse beat.

Its nice to know I can still excite you, he whispered.

She giggled. Weve known each other so long, you just know which buttons to push.

He deftly brushed his thumb across the nipple of her breast. Yes, I suppose I do, he replied as she released an almost inaudible sigh.

She turned her head and brought her lips close to his. Im just lucky you still like to push my buttons.

Yes, he still liked to push her buttons. He treasured every inch of her. When they were first married, she was so thin, but after the birth of their first child she had rounded out beautifully. She increased a bust size and had just a bit more flesh to hold on to. She complained that her body had changed for the worst, but Obi-Wan loved navigating her curves even more.

So whats on the menu tonight, milady?

Slow and easy, Master Jedi, with no barriers, she purred, sliding an open hand down his chest.

He kissed her just to the side of her lips. You arent concerned about certain outcomes?

She pulled away enough to be able to see into his eyes. No. Are you?

He held her closer in his arms, his cheek beside hers. With the war raging this may not be a good time, Siri. I would love to have an excuse to keep you here at the Temple, but the Council will not want to spare you.

The odds are slim anyway, Obi-Wan. I dont know when I will see you againor if. Her voice lowered to a whisper. I just want to be with you fully. I dont think thats too much to ask.

Its not too much for me. He kissed her softly, gently opening her lips with his own. He could feel her aura completely open to him through the Force and it added to his excitement. He opened himself completely to her.

Being a Jedi was a difficult life of hard work and sacrifice. Being married and being a Jedi had its own set of problems. There could be long periods of separation and there was always the worry that one would lose his or her spouse during a mission. As a result, a Jedi, though committed through marriage had to remember it wasnt a possessive state and if loss did occur, he or she must accept that and let go of the attachment. The majority of knights didnt marry and for the most part marriage was discouraged in the Order, but not forbidden. For a Jedi to marry anyone outside the Order was completely frowned upon.

But for Obi-Wan and Siri, their marriage was a haven against the rest of the galaxy. The precious time they spent together only deepened the bonds between them. Their union also helped them affirm their lives to the Jedi as they supported each other in that life. They shared dreams of the future when they were old and could retire. They hoped to have the time they didnt have now to stroll through the Temple in quiet companionship.

Each kiss and caress built upon the other as they brought heightened sensations to both partners. Pulses raced, breathing became heavy and warmth radiated off their bodies. The sheet had long since been pushed away from them. Obi-wan rolled over on his back taking Siri with him. She settled her body on top of his and with one hand on her posterior, Obi-Wan helped her slide down onto him. The sensation of the connection always brought about a sharp intake of breath.

Siri leaned over him, her silky hair brushing against his cheek. Oh you do feel so good, Obi-Wan, she cooed into his ear as she let out a long heavy sigh.

He let out a low chuckle, reached up his hand along her face, kissing her cheek. Its quite good from my point of view, too, Siri.

Its about to get better, Master Kenobi.

She knew just which buttons to push for Obi-Wan, too. Her legs fell along the outside of his as she positioned her body for more and she began the sliding movements of her hips against him. But their intimacy went far beyond physical pleasure. They were now joined in every way and while their bodies progressed to a higher plane of awareness, so did their minds and spirits.

With his hands around her waist assisting her in her movements Obi-Wan sensed her release coming. He brought his face towards hers and trailed warm kisses along her jaw, then he brought his lips to that spot on her neck that seemed to be more sensitive than the rest, careful that his beard was soft against her skin and didnt scratch her. She emitted a heavy groan as release washed over her, then Obi-Wan followed her cue and succumbed to his release.

Still breathing heavily, she hooked her arms under his shoulders, tucked her head under his chin and hugged him tight. He wrapped his arms around her, holding on to the moment and the feelings.

Soon they relaxed, letting sleep drift over them.

I love you, Obi-Wan. She placed a kiss on his bare chest.

Brushing her hair back from her face, he kissed the top of her head. I love you, too, Siri.

~*~

The baby was beautiful, simply beautiful with his downy blonde hair, flawless skin and crystal blue eyes.

No, I will not take him! Obi-Wan was adamant, pain and resentment evident in his voice. The Order is gone. My family is gone. I will not take responsibility for the child of a man who destroyed everything I loved the most.

The little green Master hung his head in grief. Then already won, the Emperor has.

Obi-Wan stood up and turned his back to Yoda. In the adjacent room was the lifeless body of Padme Skywalker, but the children she had conceived by Anakin were alive and healthy.

As long as one of us there still is, exists the Jedi Order does. Hope of the future, this boy is. Called to do this you are, Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan shook his head. He was trying to get the image out of his mind of the youngling bodies lying scattered on the Temple floor, two of which were his own children. And Siri in the last stages of her pregnancy was at the Temple, too, now dead. All slaughtered by Darth Vader. Obi-Wan imagined his children trying to get away from the mayhem and seeing their friends cut down along side them. We promised their parents, Master Yoda, he uttered woefully.

Promised them, we did. Promised you and Siri, we did. Foresee this, we did not. Yoda paused trying to reach one of his dearest students. Killed by his own hands was young Skywalkers wife.

Anakin was my best friend.

Twisted by the dark side he was. Made his own choices he did, Obi-Wan, but greatly manipulated by Sidious, he was. If you choose to be free of this duty, turn your back on everything you ever loved, you do.

Everything I loved is gone, Master Yoda. Obi-Wan retorted, as he brushed his hand over his face. Trying still to hold back his terrible grief.

Not so, Obi-Wan. Still a Jedi you are. Still a future there is. Think of what your wife and children died for.

They died because they were Jedi, and because they believed. His shoulders slumped in realization. If he didnt take Luke, everything his family had lived for and died for would truly mean nothing. And that he could not do to Siri.

Why, Master Yoda, did this burden have to be mine? Why did I survive?

Because take the burden, you will. Love deeply you do, Obi-Wan. Loved deeply, your wife and children and Anakin, you did. Love deeply the Jedi Order and love deeply truth and beauty and justice. Your grief will lessen and rebuild, you will. The little green Master leaned on his gimer stick, relief flooding him as he sensed he had finally reached his former pupil.

I can not raise the boy myself, Master. I will take him to Tatooine, to Anakins family. I will stay and watch over him. Obi-Wan acquiesced.

Yoda shook his head in agreement. Good enough, that is Obi-Wan.

Laying a green claw on the arm of the younger man, Yoda said, May the Force be with you, Obi-Wan.

 


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