And we're back! Apologies for the delay on this one. Another brainworm took over and demanded my attention. Hoping to update more frequently on these last few chapters. I hope you enjoy!
Summary: Obi Wan and Cody revel in their uninterrupted time together, but the specter of real-life hovers on the horizon.
They’d only been at sea for a couple of hours but had already more than made up for their week long separation.
“I honestly wasn’t sure how you were going to take me just turning up.” Cody said with a sigh as he stretched his arm around Obi Wan and started drawing little pictures with his finger on his back. He just needed to be touching him, constantly, to make up for their time apart.
“Oh? What, you thought I’d kick you out?” Obi Wan asked with a chuckle as he curled closer into him.
“I just didn’t want it to be…too much, I guess.”
Obi Wan propped his cheek up on his hand and smiled at him. “But you did it anyway so…”
“I was really fucking horny, Obi Wan.” Cody chuckled, grinning as Obi Wan shoved him away.
“Alright, you can fuck off now.” Obi Wan replied with an eye roll, although his grin definitely gave him away.
Cody looked at him, suddenly seriously as he brushed Obi Wan’s hair away from his face. “I realized I couldn’t deal with another two weeks apart. Especially if I couldn’t look at you or talk to you. It was just…too much.”
“We’re starting to sound rather codependent, don’t you think?” Obi Wan asked as he kissed Cody’s chest gently.
Cody shrugged. “I just think I’m in love with you.” He said in a sighing breath. He noticed Obi Wan’s beautiful blue eyes go wide as he pulled back, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. “I know it’s too soon to say that.” Cody said, trying to get ahead of any awkwardness, “Maybe too soon to feel it too. But I do. I have. And pretending I don’t just…isn’t an option for me. But you don’t have to…say it back or feel it…”
Obi Wan reached up and brushed his finger gently over Cody’s scar, before nuzzling his nose. “I’ve only been in love once before.” He mused softly. “It didn’t feel like this…” he murmured, as his eyes raked over Cody’s face, taking in every centimeter. “This is…all consuming. I can’t…think of anything but you. I don’t want to think about anything but you. This is what I’ve felt before ten-fold. I love you so much it’s dizzying, Cody.”
Cody pressed himself forward and connected with Obi Wan again, his lips hungry and searching as he desperately tried to convey his feelings without words. He rolled on top of him and flopped onto his chest, sinking down and kissing just over Obi Wan’s heart.
“I can’t believe this is mine.” he muttered into his skin.
Obi Wan smiled and lifted up his face in his hands. “It is.” He confirmed again. “Only yours.” Obi Wan leaned forward and kissed him deeply, holding his lips in his mouth as if a conversation were passing between them with no need for words.
They stayed like that, clutched in each other’s grasp, pressing soft, adoring kisses on each other’s skin. Cody had Obi Wan memorized by now, every freckle, every mole, every tender part that made him squirm at his touch. He had mapped Obi Wan so completely and tattooed him on his mind, and in his heart. He couldn’t believe the speed of it all. He couldn’t believe a flight to Italy had brought them together and a family wedding had drove them closer. But he was eternally grateful for all of it. And sure, they were infatuated and their relationship was still intrinsically tied to a holiday that would end someday soon, but Cody didn’t think it mattered. He believed that fate had brought them together for a reason and he had every intention of proving fate right.
The light reflected on the ceiling had changed since they’d initially crashed there. The boat was so huge that Cody barely felt the movement of the waves. With all the amenities on board, he was sure there would be something to keep them occupied for the twelve days of the voyage, but honestly, he would be quite content to just stay here, in Obi Wan’s company, sharing his space, sharing his bed, sharing each other.
Obi Wan sighed and stretched, “I suppose we should get some food soon. And I assume you need to find your room. I’m honestly amazed you got on board at all. When I booked last week there was only this room and a suite left.”
Cody kissed Obi Wan’s chest again, evasively avoiding his eyes.
“Hmm.” Obi Wan hummed, his hand in Cody’s hair as he started to track kisses all over his chest. “Come on, we start that again we won’t eat for hours. We can drop off your stuff on the way.”
Cody lifted his lips off of Obi Wan’s abs, “I dunno, it might be nice to just stay here.”
Obi Wan shifted in the bed and propped himself up, “You do have a room, right? Or were you somehow smuggled on board by some burley dock men?”
Cody chuckled and shook his head, “no, no, I have a room. It’s just on a different floor.”
Obi Wan shrugged, “it’s no matter, we can stop by on the way and drop your luggage off.”
Obi Wan hopped out of bed, his copper hair poofy as he started pulling on his clothes. “What if I want to stay here. With you. Like Italy.”
Obi Wan turned and smiled at him, leaning over the bed, “well, that would be delightful. But we should at least see your room, don’t you think?”
Cody nodded reluctantly. They finally got dressed and while Cody had to admit that the space was tight, he liked the fact that he couldn’t go two steps without being in Obi Wan’s space.
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