So uhh.. Hey. I haven’t written anything in like three years so please be gentle. I made a “quick” (lol not really) sith!obi obikin fic for @closertosin
Happy Valentine’s Day you gay, gay man.
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"I cannot believe they sent me on such a lousy mission like this. This is beginners work, Artoo. Not a mission I should be given. They really don't trust me with the REAL missions, don't they?" Anakin spat and sighs then pat the droid's head softly. The droid beeped and Anakin chuckled, "Yeah, maybe I can just finish this up and relax for the rest of the night." The young man motioned his hand to make the droid stay at the ship, silently the droid moved back to the ship and Anakin put his hood up and silently walked away.
He was sent on a mission to see if an outside rumor was true; If some of Dooku's troops were indeed located at a certain hideout. It wasn't a wise choice if he was indeed located here. It was a huge city filled with plenty of people, old droids and the sort. Then again, they could blend in but on the other hand, they would stick out like a sore thumb if there were Jedi around.
If he saw them, he has to evacuate immediately. He would contact the Council and get backup. That was it. But Anakin of course, wanted to get this done and over with. Perhaps even get info where Dooku was hiding from them... Who was he kidding? Maybe he wasn't that experienced just yet and even he knew that.
Anakin silently walked in the alleyways of the city and was close to the rumored place where Dooku's troops were hiding. He pressed his back against the cold wall and peeked through the window slightly, looking around for the troops.
Nothing.
"I knew not to trust those rumors. They are so paranoid..." Anakin sighed and looked away from the window, "I should just head back. This is stupid..." Anakin turned on his heels and started to head back to the way he came from.
"What is a young one like you doing in a dark alley like this?" An unfamiliar voice spoke. Anakin paused, his hand twitching over his saber.
Anakin slowly turned around and saw a hooded man all in black. The neon lights of the city illuminated a little bit of the man's face, revealing a quite dashing man except for those golden eyes. Something wasn't right. He could feel a certain uneasy feeling about this man.
Wait.
He felt like he has seen this man before. But... where?
Oh.
He remembered now.
"Sith Lord." Anakin spoke and took out his saber swiftly and the hum of the saber echoed in the alley. This was the Sith Lord under Count Dooku. He saw him in a recent file that the Council shared a while ago.
The Sith Lord sighed, "Really? A Jedi here? All that hang around here are pirates and goons"
Anakin stood his ground. He was ready to attack, "Yeah, you fit right in, don't you?"
The Sith Lord looked at Anakin and shook his head, "The fear in you is almost intoxicating..."
"Shut up!" Anakin interrupted, "You're working for Dooku! You're coming with me!"
The Sith Lord cracked a smile, "Oh? You think I'll follow you? You think you can force me?" He sighed and waved his fingers slightly and sent Anakin flying against the wall, dropping his saber.
That hurt.
The Sith Lord walked over to Anakin and kneeled down, lifting Anakin's chin up to look directly at him.
Anakin's heart began to race as he saw the man's face. He looked more attractive up close. No, he shouldn't think this. He needs to get his lightsaber and finish this. He could do it. Easy. Just slice him in half, right here, right now.
"Don't try it." The Sith Lord smirked. Anakin froze. Did he read his thoughts? No. What is going on?
"Your anger and fear are strong, young one..." The Sith Lord smiled. Anakin struggled to get out of his grip, the force was too strong and was holding him down.
"Stop referring me as that. I’m not some kid, I'm not scared of you." Anakin glared, still trying to fight back. His heart was racing even more, if it continued at this rate his heart would probably burst right there. Maybe that would be a better death than this Sith Lord killing him.
The Sith Lord stood back up and crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at Anakin.
"Go back to your Temple, Jedi. You shouldn't be here. You'll be killed." the man smirked. Anakin felt anger boiling inside of him. This man was testing his patience.
"This isn't a fair fight and you know it! Let me actually fight you!" Anakin began to yell now, "Give me my lightsaber and see who will win!" He needed to shut up. Right now.
The Sith Lord shook his head, "No. If we ended up doing that, I would kill you. I don't want to do that... I want to keep you alive."
Anakin glared at the man, "...What?"
The man grinned slightly, twisting his mustache, "I want to train you. I see potential in you that I do not think anyone else sees in you. I want you to become my apprentice." The man walked over and picked up Anakin's lightsaber then turned back at Anakin, "Have you ever felt... there was something the Jedi 'Masters' never told you? That there was more than what you've been taught? Because there is so much more that you do not even realize."
Anakin felt a chill up his spin. He has been feeling curious about it all recently. That there had to be more than this. He knew there had to be but it was frowned upon. It was the Dark Side.
Anakin gulped nervously.
"I can teach you the ways that were meant to be taught about the Force." The Sith Lord put his hand on Anakin's cheek. Anakin could get lost in those golden eyes of his...
He looked away, finally gaining back some control again. "I'm not listening to you. You're a Sith Lord." Anakin growled, "Let me go already this is getting old!"
The man sighed and waved his fingers, slamming Anakin against the wall again, "This is getting ridiculous. Why are you fighting it?"
Anakin winced and looked back at the hooded man.
"I. Have. To." Anakin gained control of his arm and reached out for his lightsaber but the man had a firm grip on the saber and it wouldn't budge at all.
"Join me." The man said and walked over to Anakin and put Anakin's hood down, "Join me, Anakin."
Anakin froze.
Shit. He knew exactly who he was but... how?
The man grinned, "You don't recognize me, Ani? I suppose it has been a few years."
"I know you're a Sith Lord working under Dooku. I know that!" Anakin spoke.
"Does... Obi-Wan ring any bells? Though that name I haven't even mentioned in a very long time." The man spoke softly now, "My... have you become a strong, dashing young man since I last saw you. Shame that you are still blind under orders from... Them."
"I don't know what you are talking about!" Anakin yelled.
"Kenobi."
Anakin froze.
Wait.
That same Kenobi?
"..." Anakin tried to speak but was overwhelmed with clashing words and feelings all at once. Kenobi. Obi-Wan Kenobi. The same one from all those years ago that he met back on that stupid planet of his where he was just a slave, a nobody. Qui-Gon Jinn and Kenobi went on that planet for spare parts and Anakin was brought by them by the end of their mission by chance. When he saw Kenobi for the first time, he thought that young man was an angel. He looked up to him and dreamed about him ever since. When he heard that Kenobi disappeared, everyone assumed that man was dead. But Anakin kept dreaming of him as if he was still alive... Yet here he was again standing before him. He didn’t even recognize him anymore.
"So, you... joined the Dark Side? Even under Master Qui-Gon Jinn?!" Anakin felt his emotions arising, he needed to calm down.
"He didn't see what I saw. He never understood it..." Kenobi sighed, "But you... You, Anakin, I know you will understand! I was the same as you once. Following orders blindly, not realizing what was truly out there." He reached his hand out to Anakin, "Join me, Anakin. Please." There was almost a desperate tone in Kenobi's voice.
Anakin looked down; this was the man he had so many dreams of. The man he idolized right in front of him; a Sith Lord. He felt sickened and tried not to be persuaded by the overwhelming dark aura, it was intoxicating.
He was intoxicating. He wanted more.
"...I don't know." Anakin whispered, he felt uneasy, confused... Why is he even considering this? He should know better than this!
Kenobi sighed, "Maybe this will help you decide." Kenobi raised Anakin's chin and began to kiss him softly. Anakin, without even a second thought, kissed back. Without even realizing, Anakin moved his arms to bring Kenobi's face closer to his. He wanted more.
He wanted him.
Kenobi parted and rubbed his thumb softly over Anakin's lips, smiling, "You have no idea how strong you truly are, Anakin..."
Anakin snapped back into realization; he was free from Kenobi's grip. Was this him alone or was Kenobi playing around with him?
The young man stood up and winced, suddenly remembering that he was thrown against the wall twice.
"Give me my lightsaber, now." Anakin frowned and reached out again. Kenobi looked at him, "Will you join me if I let you have it back?"
"Give me my LIGHTSABER!" Anakin began to yell angrily, "I'm going to take you back and find Dooku and this whole war will be over!"
Kenobi sighed and put his hand over his forehead, "Anakin... stop fighting it and join it already. I know you felt something just now."
He wasn't wrong. He did feel something, he felt himself wanting more of what just happened but he knows it was against the Jedi Code to have connections like this; especially with a Sith Lord of all people.
Anakin tightened his fist; he couldn't let him get in his head like this.
"Anakin, please." There it was again. The desperation in his voice.
Anakin looked down and dropped to his knees.
Get up. He told himself. But he just couldn’t.
He thought of all the times the Council doubted him. Yelled at him when he spoke. Their eyes looking down on him since he was a child. He thought of all the times he felt unlike the rest. Why he always felt different. The cold eyes, the scoffs, the sighs, the disappointed voices, the “second chances.” The “last chances.” ...
He went quiet.
Kenobi walked up to him and reached out his hand out to him again.
Anakin looked at him. The golden eyes shining in the dark. It was drawing him in again. That feeling swelled up in him again, he wanted more. He wanted acceptance. He wanted to not disappoint anyone anymore. He wanted to know why he was different from the rest. He wanted to know more than he could ever imagine.
He wanted all of this.
He wanted him.
"Master..." Anakin said. It felt so right saying this. He could say it over and over again.
Slowly reaching out to Kenobi's hand, Kenobi smiled, "I will not fail you, Anakin."
Anakin couldn't hold it anymore, he let the feelings flood in. He leaned in and kissed Kenobi roughly, he desperately needed this. Kenobi obliged and kissed back, pushing Anakin against the wall once more. His fingers getting tangled in Anakin's hair and tugged ever so slightly. Anakin chuckled - he never felt so alive until this moment.
"I want you." Anakin whispered between kisses, "Right now."
Kenobi chuckled and looked around, "I know a place we can go. Follow me." He took Anakin's hand and quickly took him deeper in the alleyways. They stopped at a rundown old building. The older man opened a door and walked in, Anakin following right after. Kenobi looked around then looked back at Anakin, "Here." He closed the door and locked it.
Anakin looked around; it was a rundown old room but he didn't really care right now. Kenobi took off his robe and Anakin watched quietly, the way he just dropped his robe was almost... graceful? He was gorgeous, even far more handsome than he remembered in his dreams. Anakin couldn't help but to fall to his knees and look up. The aura of this man was drawing him in more and more. It was consuming him.
“Say it again.” Kenobi grinned.
Anakin blinked in confusion, “Say what?”
Kenobi raised an eyebrow and twisted his mustache again, smirking slightly.
“Think, Anakin. What did you call me?”
Anakin gulped, “...Master?” Once again, it slipped off the tongue so easily.
Kenobi grinned and put his foot on Anakin’s chest and pushed him back a little, “Yes that, my apprentice.”
Anakin’s face began heating up, he never realized he would be in this situation. He is about to get laid by a Sith Lord, Force have mercy on him. But he did say he wanted this and god damn, he really was doing this.
Anakin looked at Kenobi’s boot and traced his eyes up back at his face. Looking at all his features. If this was in the Dark Side, he has been missing out.
Kenobi took his foot off of Anakin and kneeled down and traced kisses down Anakin’s neck, while doing so, he found his way up Anakin’s tunic. Anakin bit his lip; something was pooling in the pit of his stomach that he never felt before. Anakin slipped out a moan and tilted his head back in pleasure. Kenobi chuckled and nipped Anakin’s neck, he flinched slightly immediately and breathed sharply.
He closed his eyes and let Kenobi do whatever he wanted to do to him. He was at his mercy; he would do anything he told him to do. He undressed like he was told. He stayed in position like he was told. However, Anakin tried not to moan too loudly during; he failed.
He was very loud. That was what he was best at, after all.
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Loud beeps echoed the room, waking up Anakin slowly. The sunlight shined against Anakin’s eyes and he groaned in annoyance, covering his eyes with...a robe? Anakin jerked up suddenly and gasped, “Oh no, Artoo!” He shuffled through his clothes that were everywhere messily on the floor and found the receiver, “Artoo! Come in, Artoo!?”
Loud beeps in annoyance came from the receiver.
“I am sorry Artoo, I was uh...” Anakin looked over where he woke up, Kenobi wasn’t there and he sighed and rubbed his temples, “...I was out all night.” Artoo beeped again. Anakin sighed, “No Artoo... I’m not contacting the Council. There’s a change in plans.”
