Title: Reconnecting With The Force
Author: Carmarthen (lacorneille@earthlink.net)
Fandom/Pairing: Star Wars: Attack of the Clones; Obi-Wan/Anakin, Anakin/Padmé UST
Disclaimer: They belong to Lucasfilm, not me. I am a wicked girl who's just having a bit of fun with no official sanction whatsoever.
Rating: PG-13 for one bad word.
Spoilers: None that I'm aware of.
Summary: Anakin just can't get Padmé out of his head. Poor baby.
Warnings:
Implied slash, meaning men lusting after men. More or less. And Anakin
sex, so if the thought of Anakin having sex at all disturbs you (as it
does me), you might be advised not to read.
Archive: Only my personal site
(http://thewritegirls.populli.net/carmarthen), unless
She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named decides to make a collection of the
responses, in which case she can have it.
Notes: She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named made the challenge ("Fuck me,
Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope...") and I rose to it, so to speak.
Now I feel dirty, 'cause ew, Anakin. But oh well. Am I the only one
who finds the phrase "padawan learner" both redundant and
silly-sounding? As per the challenge, written off the top of my head
and unbetaed.
Which canon? Movie-canon only.
"Master, I just don't know what to do." Anakin rested his chin on his folded arms and looked up at Obi-Wan, intense blue eyes pleading. "I just can't get her out of my mind!"
"Talk to me, my padawan. Perhaps talking about it will allow you to let go of your emotions and reconnect with the Force." Obi-Wan shifted subtly on the couch, tucking his arms into his sleeves. He, too, had his own frustrations with unwanted emotions. When had his padawan become so tall, so grown up, so...handsome?
Anakin frowned. "Padmé...she's just so beautiful, so kind! I've thought about her every day since I met her, but she hardly even notices me."
Obi-Wan raised one eyebrow. "You think you're the only padawan to ever suffer from unrequited love?"
"No, Master, it's worse. I...dream about her."
"Really."
"Yes. Very...detailed dreams."
Obi-Wan shifted again, trying not to imagine just what his padawan's dreams might entail.
Anakin reached out and grasped Obi-Wan's shoulders desperately. "Please, Master! It's terrible! I have to get her out of my mind! I have to stop imagining what it would be like to touch her, to kiss her, to--"
"Padawan--"
"Fuck me, Obi-Wan Kenobi! You're my only hope."
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