AU: Not Milliways continuity -Obi-Wan Kenobi -aiming for angst free for once, damn it!?

[last_kallig]

Ibani has a mounting headache. Stupid Sith scholars of the past and their need to be damnably clever.

Oh, the LITERAL translation is clear enough, the word is blood, but given the time and cultural context, that has AT LEAST 12 different possible meanings.

"If you weren't already several centuries dead, I'd smack you for being insufferably vague," she mutters at the book as she closes it.

"I need a drink."

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[acertainpov]

Obi-Wan keeps his eyes on hers.

"I believe you were the one throwing herself at me?"

His hands move up her back, his arms tucked against her side, his face inclined to hers.

[last_kallig]

"You could say I belong to the school of whatever works," she replies, eyes sparkling. "Though in this case it has led to rather more pleasant results than I'm used to."

Her hands move up his back, an embrace as opposed to a grapple. She moves her face close to his, close enough to kiss, and her Force presence warms, curls around him like a purring cat.

"Would you like me to make your head spin for a different reason?" she offers, voice low.

[acertainpov]

Obi-Wan breathes slowly, keeping his eyes entirely on hers, feeling her breath on his face as he smiles slowly.

"Anything that doesn't involve you dropping that lightsaber on my head."

[last_kallig]

Ibani laughs, "Of course," The lightsaber spirals down, turns itself off, and attaches to the belt around her waist.

Then she leans in to kiss him, warm and gentle. The whirlwind dies, but her reach with the Force holds them both suspended in the air for the moment, lowers them oh so gently to the ground.

If he decides to take that opportunity to say, stab her, well there's always a risk when you're pursuing any reward, isn't there?

[acertainpov]

It's not just her lowering them gently down.

Obi-Wan moves both lightsabers to one hand, which he drops to put in his own belt. The other hand cups the back of her head gently, fingers tucking into her hair, as he returns the kiss, sweet and lightly.

[last_kallig]

She moves one hand to mirror his, gently cupping the back of his head. This feels so good, and her life has held so little pleasure of any kind, she feels like dry ground finally being blessed with rain.

She reaches out to his mind, offers an invitation to her own.

[acertainpov]

There's more hesitation there then was to any physical touch.

Just a little, though, and then he returns it, reaches back to her. He's warm and tender and joyous, and only sharing exactly what he chooses to.

[last_kallig]

Ibani is the same with regard to sharing only what she chooses to. Warmth, tenderness and joy she shares gladly as her arm tightens slightly around him. The depth of the WANT that this has awakened in her, that she keeps to herself. She doesn't want to scare him off, or make him uncomfortable.

She sends a mental image of a location by the lake that she likes, cool, sheltered, the ground covered in moss, with a sense of questioning. Would he like to move over there?

[acertainpov]

He pulls back from the kiss to look her in the eye and in answer just reaches out a hand to the lake, carries them both over without having to do any of the messiness of separating their arms.

But also, he needs to be clear on something.

Jedi can have no attachments. He will always be a Jedi.

He searches her face for an answer, this is only what it is, and he needs too check that she knows that.

[last_kallig]

Ibani nods in understanding. "You are forbidden attachments, I know," she says quietly.

"I am your friend, and I would not ask that you break a rule you hold in such esteem."

This being just what it is is fine so long as he will still be her friend.

[acertainpov]

"Always."

This cannot break friendships, he knows. It's also not about what's forbidden - Qui-Gon Jinn's Padawan has a healthy disrespect for the rules. But Obi-Wan is already experienced in what happens when you let yourself get too involved. He already knows the pull of the Dark Side that comes from putting one person above all others, even in the face of what is right for everyone.

But let her think it's about rules, rather than tell her why it is there's that little bit less of him to give.

[last_kallig]

"Well then," her eyes sparkle and she leans in to kiss him again.

Ibani knows about the Dark side, oh yes. She's fiercely protective of 'Her' people, and Obi-Wan Kenobi is one of those. There will be no hesitation and no mercy for anything or anyone that threatens him.

She chuckles in his mind. 'Time for you to teach me, perhaps. I've never been here before.'

[acertainpov]

Here, literally?

Obi-Wan's thoughts don't actually make words, because that's just not how his mind operates. It's more a questioning, understanding of his meaning that settles lightly in her mind. One of the reasons he's so good with non-verbal animals.

They reach the spot they were aiming for and settle down, first on their feet and then he bends his knees so they're sitting instead.

Or more metaphorically?

If so, he's surprised, but willing to be the teacher, in everything. He keeps that one hand on the nape of her neck, and rests his other on the back of her shoulders, and just reminds her that there's no need for anything except this, but at the same time, opens himself up, asking what she wants right at his moment.

[last_kallig]

'Metaphorically,' she answers, moving a hand up to his shoulders. 'No one else has ever felt right, for this.'

Trust has always been the main issue, or lack of interest among those she did trust, not that she shares that.

This is good for right now, but she's curious too.