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Title: Council Room Sex
Author: Rachel B
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Obi/Ani
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars. That all belongs to George Lucas. We just get to borrow every now and then.
Summary: Title says it all. An interlude to 'Bringing Balance'.

Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi pulled back the covers on his bed, and sat up. He looked to the other side of the empty bed wishing Anakin was there. However, Masters Windu and Yoda said that they should keep their relationship down a bit until they are bonded. Most likely that will never happen until the Clone Wars are over. He pulled on his boots, and shirt before stepping out of his quarters. He needed a walk. He thought about going to Anakin's quarters, but they were on the other side of the temple. He found himself walking to the elevator, and going up to the Jedi Council Room. It was quiet in the little room, except for the occasional speeder going by. The dim lights gave the room a soft glow. Obi-Wan trudged over to his council seat, and sat down. With any luck he just may fall asleep right there, but it wasn't going to happen. No sooner did he start to meditate, the door to the room opened up. He didn't need to look up to know who it was. "Couldn't sleep either, huh?" his voice asked.

"No," he said not looking up still.

"I sensed your frustration," he said. He walked closer to Obi-Wan. "Your need for some peace. This is the only place I could think of."

"I'm always at ease on this chair." He chuckled causing Obi-Wan to look into the blue eyes of his lover, Anakin Skywalker. Their lips tentatively touched before Anakin pulled away.

"I like watching you on your chair when I'm in here," he said. Obi-Wan chuckled. "I keep thinking about climbing onto your lap, and start kissing and groping you in front of the other Council members."

"Anakin, stop."

"Why?" Anakin asked, climbing onto Obi-Wan's lap. "You think about that too, don't you?" Obi-Wan groaned lightly as Anakin settled onto his lap.

"Ani, Master Yoda said to keep it discrete," he said, "We can't ...."

"Obi-Wan, there is no one here," Anakin said putting his knees on either side of his lover. He grabbed the back of the chair, and pulled himself further onto Obi-Wan's lap. The Jedi Master let out a groan from the back of his throat.

"Anakin, sto ...." Anakin cut off Obi-Wan with a passionate kiss. Obi-Wan groaned as he felt Anakin's gloved hand lift his shirt, and both hands made their way up his chest, taking the shirt with them. "Anakin," he moaned.

"Shh," the young Jedi said, "I have all this sexual tension built up inside me, Obi-Wan," he said, "Please, I need you."

"It's too bright in here." Anakin rolled his eyes as he waved his hand, and the room grew dark. The only light came from passing speeders, and the lights from the city surrounding the Temple.

"Better?" Obi-Wan scoffed at Anakin's smirk, and pushed his robe off. He went to take off Anakin's glove, but he was stopped. "No, leave it on."

"I don't mind, Anakin."

"Just make love to me," he said, "Ignore the glove." Anakin pulled Obi-Wan into a heated kiss. Obi-Wan slowly ran his hands down his back, down passed the hem of his pants.

"This is going to get uncomfortable," he said pulling at the pants. Anakin suddenly got off Obi-Wan's lap, and pushed his pants down in one swift movement. Obi-Wan sat in the chair gawking at Anakin's naked body.

"Close your mouth, Master," Anakin said, "You've seen me naked before." He chuckled when Obi-Wan snapped his mouth closed. "So, how about taking off those pants so I could suck you off." Obi-Wan lifted his hips, and pulled off his pants in a lighting move. Anakin kept eye contact with Obi-Wan as he sank to his knees in front of him.

"I've had numerous fantasies about this room," Obi-Wan said. Anakin smirked before kissing the inside of Obi-Wan's thigh. Obi-Wan shuddered feeling Anakin's tongue worked it's magic. He let out a strangled gasp when Anakin took him into his mouth abruptly. His hands tangled his Anakin's hair, and his head leaned against the back of his chair. "Uh, Anakin," he moaned. His eyes rolled to the back of their sockets as he tried to fuck Anakin's mouth, but his former Padawan's hands held his hips down. "Anakin, I'm going to ...." His eyes popped back open when Anakin's mouth left his cock. He let out a strangled moan as Anakin mounted back onto his seat upon his lap.

"Anakin, what the bloody hell ...?" Anakin cut him off with another rough kiss, and straddled his waist.

With the little space he had to work with, Anakin managed to guide Obi-Wan's throbbing cock into his tight entrance. Pain shot through Anakin's body as Obi-Wan penetrated him, and he let out a yelp. He sat still on Obi-Wan's lap, getting adjusted before slowly moving his hips back and forth. They both groaned as they found their pace together. Anakin grabbed the back of the seat with his hands again, and used the chair as leverage. Obi-Wan felt his balls tighten up, and he let out a cry of pleasure as he emptied himself into Anakin. He grabbed Anakin's cock, and started pumping it to their rhythm. Anakin bent his head back with a cry of pleasure, similar to Obi-Wan's as he came all over his hand and his own stomach. The two lovers sat there in the darkness, panting, as they listened to the sounds from outside. "Obi-Wan?"

"Yes, Anakin?"

"Can you do another round?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Obi-Wan said.

"Good, because I want to get out of this confining chair, and onto the floor." Obi-Wan didn't need to be told twice, and lifted Anakin and himself off the chair, and onto the floor. The movement caused him to go into Anakin deeper, if that was possible, and he got a squeak from Anakin. He knew when the young Jedi was enjoying it when he squeaked. The coolness of the floor was soon forgotten by Anakin when Obi-Wan started to thrust into him. "Harder, Master, please," he pleaded. He wrapped his legs around Obi-Wan's waist as he felt the Master's hands grip his hips. Trying to meet Obi-Wan's thrusts was beyond hope at this point, and Anakin's whole body arched at every other thrusts.

His desperate moans for contact got to Obi-Wan, and he joined their lips together in a heated kiss. Anakin moaned into his lover's mouth, wrapping his arms around Obi-Wan's neck. Obi-Wan's stamina was running low as Anakin's youth was making him feel old. Hey, he was pushing 40. He felt and heard Anakin have his orgasm at the same time he had his, and they moaned at the same time, very loudly.

Somewhere in another part of the Jedi Temple, Jedi Master Yoda was meditating quietly when he felt a disturbance in the Force. "Hmm?" he pondered opening his eyes. He reached out with the Force to sense two beings in the Council Room. The little green Jedi chuckled to himself as he settled back into his meditation.

Heavy breathing echoed through the Council Room as Obi-Wan and Anakin finally began to come down from their orgasms. Obi-Wan's head rested on Anakin's chest, the young Jedi's heart beating rapidly. "You're pulse is much too quick, Anakin."

"Not my fault you're so good at this." Obi-Wan chuckled lifting himself up. He started into Anakin's blue eyes with love.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you, too," Anakin said, and they kissed softly.

"We can't stay here."

"I agree," Anakin said, "Let's move to my place." Obi-Wan got up from the floor, and found his pants. As he pulled them on, he stared at his council chair.

"I am never going to be sit in that chair like before." Anakin chuckled causing Obi-Wan to look down at him. "What?"

"That was the idea," he said amidst his giggles. He laughed out when Obi-Wan attacked him. "No, not over the shoulder," he gasped out as Obi-Wan threw his lover over his shoulder. Obi-Wan was amazed that they made it to Anakin's place without being stopped.

The next day .........

Anakin stood before the Jedi Council, trying not to remember too much of what happened last night. He took a good look at each council member to see if they even hinted at knowing what had happened on Obi-Wan's chair and in the middle of the floor. So far he was okay. He skipped Obi-Wan knowing that he too was trying to pry into his fellow members minds without noticing. When Anakin's eyes landed on Master Yoda, the little green Jedi gave him a small knowing smirk. "Master Obi-Wan," he said getting Obi-Wan's attention.

"Yes, Master Yoda?"

"Comfortable, are you?"

"I'm fine, Master."

"Good. A good seat each of us must have, hmm?" The Council members looked at Yoda wondering what he going towards. They all noticed the looks between Anakin and Obi-Wan, who shifted in his chair.

'Bloody hell,' they both thought.

THE END

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