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50episodes, fanfic

FIC: Tenet of the Code - Obi-Wan, Anakin - R
TITLE: Tenet of the Code
AUTHOR: agentj / agentjedi
CHALLENGE: 50episodes
CLAIM: Obi-Wan Kenobi
TABLE/PROMPT: 3; #33 Moment
RATING: R
DATE WRITTEN: October 2005, August 2007
TIMEFRAME: During Clone Wars
SUMMARY: The galaxy is at war, his former padawan has demonstrated he is truly a man, and Obi-Wan finds comfort in their sin. But for the moment, he is content.
CONTENT WARNING: Same sex pairing. Graphic sex.
WORD COUNT: 490
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ever since I mentioned the "Battle of Yarlu" in one of my stories, I've been re-inserting it ever since. The reason being this story which I thought up when I first put Obi-Wan and Anakin together as a pairing. This was my experiment of starting in the middle of an adult scene, plus I wanted to address Obi-Wan's feelings about having a physical relationship with his former padawan.

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Obi-Wan watched languidly as the man beside him hissed and moaned his passions. Anakin's face was awash with desperation, his body jerkily rubbing up against Obi-Wan's as the younger man pumped his member between Obi-Wan's thighs.

Only moments before, Obi-Wan had his release. The residue of it still clung to Anakin's swaying hip, and the smell of it assaulted their senses.

Above him, Anakin shifted his weight, bringing his left arm up over Obi-Wan's head for a better grip against the other man's spent body. Obi-Wan's eyes followed Anakin's as his body continued to pump ferociously against Obi-Wan's taught legs.

Anakin bent his head forward, his eyes closed in concentration, deepening his thrusts, trying to cause more friction. Obi-Wan held back from touching Anakin and instead used his eyes to caress the younger man.

This was the last place Obi-Wan thought he and Anakin would end up—passionately entwined in each other's arms, panting each other's names with desire and desperation. It seemed only yesterday he was berating Anakin yet again for his recklessness and wondering if the boy would ever attain Knighthood.

Throwing his head back, Anakin's face twisted with the indescribable pain of pleasure. Like the rest of their physical exertions over the past week, Anakin somehow refrained from gasping out as his body finally reached the pinnacle of his exertions. He fell down against Obi-Wan's body, but the hot stickiness that covered the two men was too uncomfortable for him, and he rolled aside, finding solace in the cool air of the semi-darkness.

Obi-Wan frowned and shifted his weight, fishing out his cloak from the tangle of clothes below them. He shivered as he wrapped himself up in it, and looked down upon the countenance of his fellow Jedi.

Anakin was a Jedi Knight now. The growth of his hair into their long, curly tresses attested to that. He had also been the one to initiate physical relations between the two of them the night before the Battle of Yarlu. Initially, Obi-Wan considered it a moment of weakness, a desire to feel human, a need to be touched. When Anakin approached him again, Obi-Wan fought his inner demons to justify their continued relationship, but could find none.

With a sigh, Obi-Wan reached out from under his cloak and gently brushed stray hairs from Anakin's forehead. There were so many levels of wrongness to their current relationship, Obi-Wan realised, and for the moment, he didn't really give a blasted care about any of them. Yes, Anakin was once his padawan. Yes, they continued to remain close as the Council sent them together on dangerous missions. Yes, Obi-Wan had found himself loving Anakin on such a personal level as to be almost sinful at least by the tenets of the Jedi Code.

And, still, Obi-Wan was grateful for every moment spent with his prior pupil, his best friend, his lover. For deep inside he knew it would not last.

( Other scenes from Obi-Wan Kenobi's life. )