I decided to rewrite this, add more 'stuff'. He, he. Hope ya like it.
Council Room Sex Rewritten
Author: Rachel B
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars. It all belongs to the gifted mind of George Lucas. My deviate mind just borrows them on different occasions. I give them right back. Honest.
Summary: A longer version from the first. Obi-Wan's council chair is put to good use. Very good use.
Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi sighed out in despair as he finished counting the lines on the ceiling for the fifth time. It was hard to sleep when Anakin wasn't with him. 'Great, now I'm getting hard,' he thought. Having been asked to be discrete by Masters Windu and Yoda, the two of them kept separate quarters, on different ends of the temple. The Masters assured them that after the Clones Wars they could be bonded. Of course, that assurance was nearly three years ago after Anakin became a Jedi Knight, and after they were caught celebrating on their own special way. Anakin was on his back with Obi-Wan's cock up his ass when Master Yoda came walking into the meditation room that they were using. Yoda didn't flinch seeing the two of them. Apparently it wasn't the first time he walked in on someone. Having sex in a public place seemed to be going on a regular basis for some Jedi.
After being lectured by Yoda, the two lovers made sure to be careful where they had sex. Anakin, being as young as he was, was always demanding sex, and always outlasted Obi-Wan. The Jedi Master sighed as he thought about his former student. He had grown up over the years, more handsome by the minute. He attracted a lot of attention, especially from the ladies, but Obi-Wan knew it was he that had Anakin's heart. Even Senator Amidala was no match for the older and wiser Jedi. With Obi-Wan, he would be happy. Obi-Wan pulled himself out of his bed, and threw on his night robe. He needed a walk. He pulled on his boots, and left his quarters. He thought about going to Anakin's, but it was too long of a walk to him. He found himself walking to the elevator, and going up to the Jedi High Council room. The room was quiet when he entered, except for an occasional speeder going by, and lights were on a light dim giving the room a soft glow. He trudged over to his council chair, and sat down with a heavy sigh. With any luck he may just fall asleep sitting there, but not believing in luck, Obi-Wan knew it wasn't going to happen. He had his face in his hands when he felt another presence in the room. He didn't need to look up to know who it was. "Couldn't sleep either, lover?" a voice asked.
"No," he said still not looking up.
"Me, neither," he said, "I sensed your frustration. Your sexual frustration." Obi-Wan looked up into Anakin's blue eyes. He was in his black sleeping pants, and robe with bare feet. "You're always at peace in this room, Master." Obi-Wan chuckled.
"It's this chair," he said, "I love it." Anakin chuckled as he walked over to the chair. Their lips tentatively touched before Anakin pulled away.
"You put your boots on?"
"I don't feel comfortable walking around barefoot, unlike some." Anakin looked down at his bare feet, and chuckled again. Obi-Wan pulled his boots off, noticing that Anakin was watching him. "What?"
"I love watching you in your chair." Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow as Anakin removed his robe, and he stood shirtless. "I keep thinking about climbing onto your lap," he said climbing onto Obi-Wan's lap. "And kissing and groping you in front of the Council members."
"Anakin, sto ..." Anakin cut him off with a passionate kiss. His hands moved along Obi-Wan's chest, causing him to shiver. "Anakin, we can't do this here," he said.
"Why not?" Anakin asked, "No one's here. They're all fast asleep." He kissed down Obi-Wan's neck, and down his chest.
"Master Yoda said to keep it ..... unh, Ani," Obi-Wan moaned as he felt Anakin's talented tongue sweep across one of his nipples. "It's too bright in here." Anakin rolled his eyes, and waved his hand. The room went completely dark, and the only light came from the distant city towers and passing speeders. He stood up and pushed his pants down, revealing his engorged cock. Obi-Wan licked his lips as Anakin got on his knees.
"Blow job, Master?" he asked as he played with the hem of Obi-Wan's pants. The older Jedi lifted his hips allowing Anakin to pull of his pants. Anakin tossed the pants as Obi-Wan tossed his robe. He didn't have time to react when he felt Anakin's warm mouth engulf him.
"Ani! Anakin!" he moaned twisting his fingers in Anakin's hair. He tried to buck into Anakin's mouth, but the younger Jedi had a hold of his hips. He leaned his head onto the back of the chair letting out a desperate moan. "Anakin, I'm going to ....... " He looked down to see Anakin stopped the blow job, and was getting onto his lap. "Anakin, what the bloody hell .....?" Anakin cut him off with another passionate kiss, and straddled his waist. He positioned himself correctly on the chair, and guided Obi-Wan's throbbing cock into his heated body. They both groaned at the intrusion. "By the Force, you're tight."
"Only for you, my Master," Anakin said grabbing the back of the chair, and used it to set a steady pace.
"Anakin," Obi-Wan moaned bending his head onto the back of the chair again. Anakin took the advantage of the exposed neck, and kissed it, nipping lightly with his teeth. Obi-Wan grabbed Anakin's hips, and helped him move up and down.
"Obi-Wan," Anakin moaned. He felt his climax approaching, and his hissed in a breath as he felt his muscles clamp down on Obi-Wan's cock. He bent his head back giving out a loud moan, spilling his seed on their chests. Obi-Wan wasn't far behind him with his own, shooting his seed into Anakin's willing body. Anakin remained still on Obi-Wan's lap, feeling the cock inside him pulse.
"I'm never going to be able to sit in this chair normally again." Anakin chuckled. "Oh, you think that's funny?" Anakin let out a shriek of surprise when Obi-Wan lifted him up, and laid them down on the floor. "Be lucky I'm only living out my fantasy without the presence of the Council members." Anakin gasped lightly when Obi-Wan went into him deeper. The coolness of the floor was soon forgotten by Anakin when Obi-Wan began to thrust into him.
"Harder, Master, please," he pleaded. Anakin wrapped his legs around Obi-Wan's waist as he felt his Master's hands grip on his hips tightly. He wrapped his arms around Obi-Wan's neck, and pulled him into a kiss. They moaned into each other's mouths as Obi-Wan thrust hard into Anakin. Anakin pulled away, moaning at each thrust, squeezing his legs tighter around Obi-Wan's waist. Obi-Wan grunted feeling the legs around his waist get tighter.
Moans echoed throughout the chamber as the two lovers tried to outlast each other. Anakin was currently winning as his youth was making Obi-Wan feel old. ( Hey, he was pushing 40. ) He could feel Anakin's body beginning to convulse, and he stopped thrusting, the tip of his cock brushing lightly against Anakin's prostate. "Ah, what the ...?"
"No coming until I'm ready," Obi-Wan said. Anakin groaned causing him to grabbed the throbbing cock around the base with the balls. Anakin let out a yelp. "Understand, Padawan?"
"Yes, Master," Anakin gasped. Obi-Wan kept a hold on his prize, and started to thrust again. Anakin moaned out agonizingly as he felt his orgasm approaching, but the hold Obi-Wan had on him prevented him from reaching home base. "Obi-Wan, please, I need to come," he said.
"Not yet," Obi-Wan said. Anakin arched his hips up, meeting with each of Obi-Wan's thrusts. Obi-Wan groaned letting go of Anakin, and they both came together in a very loud moan that echoed off the walls.
Somewhere in another part of the Jedi Temple, Jedi Master Yoda awoke from his meditation slumber feeling a disturbance in the Force. "Hm?" he pondered. He reached out with he Force to sense two beings in the Council; satisfied. The little green Jedi chuckled to himself as he recognized the Force signatures. He settled back into his slumber with a smile on his face.
Heavy breathing echoed through the Council as Obi-Wan and Anakin finally began to come down from their orgasms. Obi-Wan's head rested on Anakin's chest. He relished the beating of the heart he heard. "Your pulse is much too quick, Anakin."
"Not my fault you're so good at this." Obi-Wan chuckled.
"We should get out of here," he said pulling out of Anakin, and they got dressed.
"We could stay."
"And have the Council find us?"
"I agree, bad idea," Anakin said pulling on his robe. He let out a yelp when Obi-Wan suddenly lifted him up, throwing over the shoulder.
"Hey!" he protested.
"I'm not the only one who can go over a shoulder." Obi-Wan left the room with Anakin over his shoulder, laughing. He was surprised that they got back to Anakin's unnoticed.
The next day ......
Anakin stood in front of the Council trying not to remember the night before, and the activities that happened on Obi-Wan's chair and the floor, and from the looks of Obi-Wan, he was trying to do the same thing. The Jedi Master kept shifting his position every now and then on 'the chair'. He was the first one to look at Anakin when he entered the room. They both spent most of the silence at the beginning of the meeting eyeing each Council member to see if the aura of sex they sensed was sensed by them. Anakin heard a small chuckle, and diverted his eyes to Master Yoda. The other Council members looked to him. "Master Obi-Wan?"
"Yes, Master Yoda?"
"Comfortable are you?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Good a seat must be. No matter what used for," Yoda said with a smirk. All Council members look at Yoda, having no idea what he was talking about. Obi-Wan suddenly had a small vision of what happened last night on the chair, and he groaned slightly. All eyes went to him, and he immediately clammed up, but the damage was already done as he pulled his robe over his lap. Anakin cleared his throat as he too pulled his robe, covering his front, and they all put two and two together. Anakin and Obi-Wan thought the same thing when they saw the same smirk on their faces as Yoda's.
'Aw, bloody hell!'
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