ext_68550 (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
sandystarr88.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
crack_van2009-08-03 05:58 pm
sandystarr88.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2009-08-03 05:58 pm
Entry tags:
There's No Rain Inside My Heart by monchy (R)
Fandom: STAR WARS
Pairing: Anakin/Obi-Wan, mentions of Quinlan/Mace
Length: 2,260
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monchy
Author Website: Master List of Fic
Why this must be read:
The easy camaraderie that comes from being brothers in arms that Anakin and Obi-Wan share makes this fic a must-read; theirs is a relationship that is infinitely complex no matter how you look at it, but at the end of the day Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker just get each other. I loved how natural the author makes it feel when they become lovers, no drama, it becomes just another facet of who they are.
Later on, he’ll ask himself why he does it, and still won’t be able to answer himself. All he knows is that he does. He brushes his nose against Obi-Wan’s chest, thin hair tickling his lips, and without a second thought presses a kiss to Obi-Wan’s pectoral, almost grazing his nipple. Obi-Wan breaths hard under him, and Anakin looks up, feeling suddenly fascinated by too familiar grayish eyes. They stare into each other’s eyes, time stretching and rain forgotten. For a moment, it’s just the two of them, no war and no pain, no people to take care off and no wounds to heal.
Obi-Wan’s the one to pull him down, and Anakin doesn’t even have the time to be surprised. He’s just suddenly pressed up against soft lips, messy beard tickling his nose. He breathes out, hard, and closes his eyes without a second thought, not realizing the way his tense muscles relax under the hands Obi-Wan puts to his shoulders. He shifts, drops all his weight on top of Obi-Wan, and then he’s just kissing, hungry and desperate in a way he never has felt before.
He trembles slightly, thinking how this should be weird, and it is not.
There’s not much thinking going on after that, merely the sudden realization that he’s kissing Obi-Wan fucking Kenobi, all around respected Jedi, his Master and his friend. It’s… exhilarating, and after the first taste, Anakin can’t get enough. He just touches and kisses, hungry for Obi-Wan’s lips and tongue.
They’re only separated by the thin fabric of two pairs of pants, and Anakin grounds down, growling, feeling the tension drown with the simple caress of Obi-Wan’s calloused hands all around. They don’t give themselves time for anything other than rutting and grunting, legs and arms tangled and lips forever glued.
Outside, the rain falls still.
There's No Rain Inside My Heart
Pairing: Anakin/Obi-Wan, mentions of Quinlan/Mace
Length: 2,260
Author on LJ:
monchyAuthor Website: Master List of Fic
Why this must be read:
The easy camaraderie that comes from being brothers in arms that Anakin and Obi-Wan share makes this fic a must-read; theirs is a relationship that is infinitely complex no matter how you look at it, but at the end of the day Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker just get each other. I loved how natural the author makes it feel when they become lovers, no drama, it becomes just another facet of who they are.
Later on, he’ll ask himself why he does it, and still won’t be able to answer himself. All he knows is that he does. He brushes his nose against Obi-Wan’s chest, thin hair tickling his lips, and without a second thought presses a kiss to Obi-Wan’s pectoral, almost grazing his nipple. Obi-Wan breaths hard under him, and Anakin looks up, feeling suddenly fascinated by too familiar grayish eyes. They stare into each other’s eyes, time stretching and rain forgotten. For a moment, it’s just the two of them, no war and no pain, no people to take care off and no wounds to heal.
Obi-Wan’s the one to pull him down, and Anakin doesn’t even have the time to be surprised. He’s just suddenly pressed up against soft lips, messy beard tickling his nose. He breathes out, hard, and closes his eyes without a second thought, not realizing the way his tense muscles relax under the hands Obi-Wan puts to his shoulders. He shifts, drops all his weight on top of Obi-Wan, and then he’s just kissing, hungry and desperate in a way he never has felt before.
He trembles slightly, thinking how this should be weird, and it is not.
There’s not much thinking going on after that, merely the sudden realization that he’s kissing Obi-Wan fucking Kenobi, all around respected Jedi, his Master and his friend. It’s… exhilarating, and after the first taste, Anakin can’t get enough. He just touches and kisses, hungry for Obi-Wan’s lips and tongue.
They’re only separated by the thin fabric of two pairs of pants, and Anakin grounds down, growling, feeling the tension drown with the simple caress of Obi-Wan’s calloused hands all around. They don’t give themselves time for anything other than rutting and grunting, legs and arms tangled and lips forever glued.
Outside, the rain falls still.
There's No Rain Inside My Heart