Title: Yearnings Sated
* * * * * Obi-Wan carried Jade into their quarters, but not in the manner he would have liked. A romantic, manly part of him loved carrying her like a bride over the threshold, but Jade was far too keyed up for that at the moment. She was wrapped around his torso, undulating and nibbling at his mouth. He clambered onto the bed and over her writhing form, pushing her loosened tunics apart to pant down at her heaving breasts. He found himself wrestling with her lacy bra until it was rent in two, then threw the useless garment in the floor. "Force, yes!" Jade groaned, running her hands over his hair as he framed her breast with his hands. He pulled her nipple toward his mouth with his tongue, closing his lips around it. He was merciless, his teeth teasing and darting across the hardened nipple until she was nearly yanking his hair out. "Take your clothes off," she ordered. Obi-Wan watched her as he pulled away, his tunic flying over his head and into the floor with her ruined bra. At this, Jade charged up and knocked him onto his back, and Obi-Wan landed with a grunt. She ripped at the fasteners on his pants, whimpering as he ran his hands across her leggings in turn. Her insides twitched as his hand felt its way up her thigh. "Get these clothes off of me," she begged, turning again to her own leggings and boots. Obi-Wan, the calmer of the two, assisted her in removing her boots and his own. Then, he guided her hands to the waistband of his open breeches, smiling as he helped her tug them away. Jade leaned down and ravaged his hard abdomen with lusty kisses. Obi-Wan lifted her as though she weighed nothing and slipped her leggings away as her search continued downward, lighting on his member. His concentration wavered, his eyes went out of focus, and his mouth fell open. The smallest noise escaped him as his hips gently and minutely pumped upward, into Jade's resplendent mouth. “Kitten, wait,” he shuddered, his voice uneven and soft. Jade engulfed him then drew away to lick from the base to the tip, which she nuzzled and kissed. Her fingers drew around his shaft as her mouth descended again. Obi-Wan’s hips followed their natural instinct, wishing only to go deeper within the warmth and wetness surrounding him. Her tongue rippled, sending new waves through him, and he cried out softly. “By the Force,” he growled. “Jade, it’s difficult to… hold myself in check… at the moment… I’m going to…” He touched her face and freed himself from her with a sorrowful sound. When she gave him a questioning blink, he laid back and led her over him. Jade leaned across his chest and kissed him, claiming his mouth with the taste of himself. When she pulled back, her eyes seemed to glow. “I want you to be rough,” she whispered. “I want to feel the power of those muscles, General. As hard and fast as you can give it.” “But I love—” “I know you love me,” she sighed, kissing him and pressing her tongue against his. “But I want you to fuck me.” “I will do anything you ask of me,” he huffed and took hold of her hips. Jade straightened, hovering over him temptingly. His eyes seemed to darken, and Jade felt a tremor of unease begin to dance across her flesh, but it was welcome and exotic. Obi-Wan allowed the moment of suspense and broke it by driving home deep within her, both thrusting off the bed and slamming her over him. Jade’s body gasped from the sudden fullness, and one hand shakily found his chest. He followed very soon after with another deep, shattering thrust, lifting her and bringing her back down hard. Jade’s toes curled, and she found herself riding him ruthlessly. Obi-Wan’s growled words of ecstasy made her tremble. He rumbled that he loved her with every fiber of his being, and Jade wept in return that he was so big, obviously delirious with need. He commanded her body, tossing her onto the bed to deepen his thrusts. He arched and snarled like a mating lion, lowering his head to her ear so that she could experience his growls and muttered endearments more closely. “I love you,” Jade panted beneath him, grasping for his backside. “Come for me,” he ordered through gritted teeth. “I want to feel just how tight you can become, Kitten…” His hand pushed between the small of her back and the bed, pressing her hard against him. “Come, my darling…” Jade shook all over, practically wailing with need. It was so white hot that she wondered if climax were even possible in such a zealous moment. He knew just how to move, just where to hit, and just what to say. He spoke of her wetness and how he loved its taste; he growled low and told her that he would kiss her there as deeply as he throbbed inside her if she came for him now. That did it. Her entire body clamped over him, her fingernails digging into his back as she gasped and moaned as loudly as she ever had during their numerous couplings. Obi-Wan released seconds after with a flood of his seed. He could barely hold himself above her, and Jade encouraged him to collapse, stroking his hair and kissing his beard sweetly. Obi-Wan resisted, sliding free and downward, nipping at her tiredly as he went. “What are you doing?” Jade slurred. “Keeping the promise I made,” he said, then pressed his lips to her privates. He reached for a cloth on the bedside table and wiped gently between her legs, following this with another, tender kiss. “Lion,” Jade whimpered, fresh tears brimming in her eyelids. “You’re so affectionate and selfless… I…” He lapped at her thigh, then laid the cloth aside and crawled up beside her. Jade laid there watching him until he pulled her into his warm embrace. He kissed her temple and let her sniffle weakly against his chest, her limbs trembling lightly. He held her heartbreakingly close, running his hands along her smooth skin, noting light blue marks on her hips where he’d gripped her. “I shouldn’t have been so rough,” he said shamefully. “I should have resisted… I’ve obviously hurt you, love. Can you ever forgive me? I can’t express how—” “I’m not hurt,” Jade assured him. “It was just what I asked for. I wanted your…” She rubbed noses with him. “…Hard cock. It was good. Very, very good.” “But you’re bruised,” he pointed out, running his hand over her and curving around her rear end. “Oh, Kitten…” “Love marks,” she said simply. “My lion lover with the heart of a lamb.” Obi-Wan wouldn’t meet her eyes, but Jade forced him by kissing and lounging against him quite closely. “I never want to be that rough with you again,” Obi-Wan sighed. “It’s too dangerous.” “You can’t deny me,” Jade smirked. “I know you. If I ask, you will deliver. In full.” She kissed along his jawline and purred in his ear, “when I ask for hot sex, I certainly receive.” Obi-Wan couldn’t help but chuckle, rubbing her back as she giggled merrily. He could feel their afterglow leading them into unconsciousness and quickly adjusted the blankets over them both. Jade curled up against him, and they listened to the snowstorm pound against the hull outside. She shivered at the mere thought, and Obi-Wan stilled her with a kiss atop her head, tangling their legs together as he drifted off. “I love you,” Jade whispered, shifting and sighing as she joined him in sleep. The End
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