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[darkforcerising]

Open Post for Open Things - Let's play

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[ihateflying]

All right, with Anakin no longer on top of him - now being sticky is a situation he wants to rectify, immediately if not sooner.

"Your response to hearing please and thank you. You being close. The lack of... mental defenses. And teeth. I'll be right back, this is unbearable."

The sticky, not the conversation.

[darkforcerising]

It only took a half a second to understand what Obi-Wan meant. Anakin could help being amused. All these mannerism in this context... so very much endearing.

He waited until Obi-Wan was done (luxury ship it was, but the bathroom was still a bit small for two people to use comfortably at the same time), and then got up himself to do the same thing. As much as he’d find it amusing, Obi-Wan would not appreciate Anakin getting him sticky again after he’d made himself unsticky.

When he returned to the bed, he crawled up next to Obi-Wan, laying on his stomach and rested his head on crossed arms.

“So you like a little masochism, too.” Responding to the ‘teeth’ comment. “There’s more I want to try with you.”

[ihateflying]

He rolled onto his side to face Anakin and trailed his fingers lightly over the scars on Anakin's back. Not quite tracing, but going from unmarred skin to scarring and back again.

Partially for appreciation of Anakin not getting him sticky again immediately. He would have been irritated. He might even have bothered to put clothes on to avoid it.

He grins, very slightly but it is at least a grin. "I like focal points. Pain qualifies. Tell me what else you want to try with me. Or is that a general statement?"

Somehow the phrasing 'try' was... reassuring? Maybe he'd get around to truly seeing this as experimentation.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin closed his eyes and let himself enjoy the touch of Obi-Wan’s fingers on his back.

“Both,” he sighed, content, and loving every second of this moment. He left his mind open for Obi-Wan, but that was enough for him - he wouldn’t push Obi-Wan to do the same.

“Have you ever tried anal sex?”

[ihateflying]

He was absolutely not prudish but this is not a conversation he ever expected to be having with anyone and there was a moment where he processed the question.

Then he thought about Satine and burst out laughing in a way that felt particularly good.

"No."

Still amused. Deeply amused.

...SHe was dead. That wasn't funny. The rest of the thought still was.

"But put it on the list right under oral sex." Giving he meant.

He was pretty open to Anakin. Not entirely but fairly, and in a relaxed and warm way.

[darkforcerising]

Force that laugh was good to hear. This was probably the first time Anakin had heard it since he’d arrived. He opened his eye because he wanted to see Obi-Wan this happy.

“It’s on the list then... Anything you want to try?”

[ihateflying]

Obi-Wan looked at Anakin and for just that moment the future wasn't... what it was. Because this and this potential was in it.

An odd light against dark, maybe, but the one they had.

"All of it. Everything we've done, everything we've discussed, from every angle possible. I also want you to use sex to get your hands wrapped around my wrists." He was not thinking bondage, he's thinking focal points and a thing he enjoys and further... cross-wiring that response.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin smiled.

“We can do that.”

They’d have to go over safe-words. But they could do that later.

Right now, he just wanted this moment to last and last.

He rolled to his side and moved closer to Obi-Wan, he wanted to touch him, feel his body pressed against his. His hand slid down Obi-Wan’s back, slowly, reverently tracing scars. (A thought occurred to Anakin that he should keep a spray bottle of bacta on hand at all times, just give Obi-Wan a squirt from time to time.)

He leaned in to kiss him gently, there was passion, but it simmered low right then, most of it spent. This was just for connection - to just be close.