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Cody couldn’t possibly feel for him the way he did. They were just sleeping together. They’d established that.
But he should have stopped all of it.
He should have stopped the first time Obi-wan got sad that Cody was leaving for the night. Should have stopped when he almost asked him to stay after the third night of feeling like his heart was going to cave in on itself just watching Cody get dressed. When he knew he was forming an attachment.
Yet he never did.
Not when he felt his heart break everytime Cody left. Not even when he turned over in bed and cried as Cody left one night. He’d wanted Cody but the fear of scaring him off with his feelings were too great of a risk, one he couldn’t chance. Not only would he lose the strong arms that held him in bed, but he’d lose his Commander. His friend.
He couldn’t tell him.
Or so he thought.
Obi-wan hadn’t expected the sudden outburst. He couldn’t even remember what triggered it. Cody had come over just like he’d done any other night they got together. He’d brought their dinner from the GAR’s cafeteria and they began chatting just as they always had when Cody asked what was on his mind. Oftentimes he’d catch himself whenever he zoned out, quick enough to go unnoticed. This time he was in too deep and Cody caught him staring off completely off guard and the words slipped.
“I can’t stop thinking of my feelings for you…”
The shocked look on Cody’s face was enough to have Obi-wan’s stomach lurch in his gut. He lightly shoved his tray to the side, clearing his throat and avoiding Cody’s gaze.
“I didn’t mean-” he cut off with a rough sigh, running a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry, that wasn’t supposed to be said. I…” Obi-wan trailed off, his gaze set on an invisible commotion on the floor.
“I do like you, more than I should,” he began, a small frown settled on his face. “I’m sorry, I should have stopped whatever it is we were doing. In fact, let’s. I shouldn’t have dragged you into this for my own sake I didn’t—I should have been better. I’m sorry you got roped into this. I didn’t mean to be so selfish-” his words caught in his throat and he blinked his eyes rapidly trying to stave off any tears that were threatening to fall.
He heard, distantly, Cody get up from his seat. His steps sounded heavy and for a moment Obi-wan thought he meant to leave. He couldn’t blame him.
“I’m sorry Commander, really. I-”
Once again, his words were cut short. He’d barely had time to register Cody standing in front of him before the clone was leaning down and framing his face with his hands, pressing a firm yet quick kiss to his lips. Their first kiss, neither one of them having the gut to kiss the other before.
They were just sleeping together after all.
If Cody’s goal was to get him to stop rambling, he’d reached it.
“Cody, wha-” he began. “Shh, you’re rambling again.” Cody mumbled against his cheek, trailing a few gentle kisses up towards his temple and back down his jaw. One hand gently cupped the opposite side of Obi-wan’s face, thumb brushing away any tears he might have already shed.
“I feel the same way,” Cody murmured against his beard, his touch being kept gentle and light. “I didn’t say anything. Didn’t want to drive you away.” He said softly, pressing a firmer kiss to Obi-wan’s ear when he heard the quiet hitch in his throat.
‘That’s new.’ Obi-wan thought to himself. Cody had never touched him like this before.
His touches felt gentle. Soft and slow caresses. Even his kisses were light yet carried all the emotion Cody was feeling.
Of course his Commander had always been gentle with him. He made it a point when they first started all of this that he didn’t want to hurt Obi-wan if it wasn’t necessary and they always kept things quick. There was no room for feelings. That’s what they’d agreed to.
But this. This was entirely different from all the other times.
The love and tenderness he felt in each kiss did him no justice in trying to will his tears away. Though he didn’t have to. Not when Cody was catching every one of them with his thumb or kissing them away.
“Hey, no more of that okay? Don’t cry anymore cyare. I’ve got you, yeah?” Cody murmured against his neck.
“Come here.” The clone said, barely giving Obi-wan any time to protest being lifted out of the chair and carried towards the bunk. “Breath Obi-wan, breath.” Cody said softly against his neck when he finally had them both settled on the bunk. “There, just like that. In…” he paused as Obi-wan took in a shaky inhale. “...and out, good. Again okay?” Obi-wan took in another breath holding it for a few seconds before releasing it, relaxing against Cody more. “Good, that’s good Obi-wan.” Cody praised softly, one hand gently rubbing Obi-wan’s side.
They stayed like that for a few more moments, with Cody sweetly encouraging Obi-wan’s breathing, kissing his temple or down his neck. “I love you. Too, by the way. If you didn’t know.” Cody mused against his Jedi’s neck, his hand now venturing into Obi-wan’s robes and simply feeling the delicate and warm skin hidden beneath all the layers.
He didn’t miss the way Obi-wan’s breath hitched again at his words and he couldn’t help but smile at the reaction either. All he got was a hum in return, but it was more than enough for Cody. He didn’t need to hear Obi-wan say he loved him for him to know it.
He already did.
“Is this okay?” Cody asked softly, pulling back a bit to look at him and giving Obi-wan’s hip a gentle squeeze to show what he was talking about. He’d wanted to love Obi-wan, to make love to Obi-wan for the longest time, and now he could show it.
If his Jedi let him of course.
He didn’t want Obi-wan getting the wrong idea. Didn’t want him to think they were just going to fuck. Cody wanted Obi-wan to know it would be different this time and every other time from here on out, but he wanted Obi-wan’s say so first.
“Ah, yes.” Obi-wan mumbled softly, nodding his head. “Yes, that’s okay.” He assured, leaning into Cody’s touches.
“Is it alright if I get these off? Will you help me cyare?” Cody asked sweetly, giving his robes a gentle tug. Obi-wan was quick to help him, both delicately peeling each layer off.
They’d only gotten the top half of his Jedi robes off before Cody was gently pressing him down into the thin mattress, looming above him and gazing down at him like he was something to be treasured.
And he was.
To Cody, he was the most important thing he’d ever been faced with. Order to protect or not. He’d do it for Obi-wan without question.
He continued to admire him for a few more seconds, taking a mental picture of him before leaning down and beginning to press soft kisses to his collarbone. They weren’t anything rushed or hungry, just Cody carefully tracing Obi-wan with his lips. With one hand exploring the rest of Obi-wan’s body, his other hand holding one of Obi-wan’s in his own, he kisses his way down.
The hand exploring his Jedi trailed along his sides, down his hips, tracing the bones beneath the warm skin he felt there and back up his happy trail. He hummed and smiled at every sound Obi-wan made, subtly squirming beneath him. “I love you...I love you. Obi-wan, you have no idea.” Cody mumbled against his lover’s stomach, gently nipping and kissing the skin there, making Obi-wan jump or squeak quietly. Both hands now found their way on Obi-wan’s hips as his kissed around his waistband, giving a gentle but firm squeeze.
Nothing warning or greedy, but comforting and protecting.
“M’gonna get these off. Is that okay?” Cody asked, looking up at Obi-wan. The sight of him nearly made Cody’s heart jump out of his chest. Flushed and spread out, eyes glossy but showing so much love. Love that was entirely directed at Cody. His grip tightened, only slightly, before he began pulling Obi-wan’s pants down along with his briefs.
Now, gazing down at the Jedi beneath him, now he felt breathless.
“Kriff..I can’t even explain how lovely you are.” Cody whispers with a fond expression, leaning down to press another quick kiss to Obi-wan’s sternum before he’s leaning back again and bringing one of his legs up to his lips. He doesn’t miss the sound of surprise Obi-wan makes when he kisses up his calf, towards his knee.
The little gasp that leaves him as he nibbles his thigh makes him smile. “Don’t hide from me mesh’la..let me see you.” Cody coos when Obi-wan hides behind his hand, bringing up his other leg to repeat the process.
“There you are.” He says with a warm smile when Obi-wan finally pulls his hand away, cheek pressed against his thigh, so close to where he wants him and yet, not close enough.
Obi-wan doesn't beg or plead for it though. He rather enjoys the slow pace that Cody’s taking things and chooses not to rush him.
Finally, after all the kissing he’s done, he gets a hand wrapped around Obi-wan’s cock and strokes, earning him a quiet moan. “Cody. Cody, please..” Obi-wan breathes, legs spreading just slightly. “Please darling, come here.” His Jedi pleads softly, hand extending out towards the man above him.
Cody easily maneuvered himself from between Obi-wan’s legs to lay down beside him, pulling him close with his free hand while the hand around his cock never stopped moving. He pressed a few kisses to Obi-wan’s lips, listening as his Jedi panted and gasped against him.
Stars, it’s always the prettiest sound he’s ever heard.
“You gonna cum cyare?” Cody coos sweetly. “It’s alright, go ahead. I’m right here. ‘Gonna take care of you.” He encourages.
“B-But you-”
“Shhshh..We’ll get there. Why don’t you cum for me first for now, can you do that?” Cody suggests in that voice he knows Obi-wan can’t resist. It isn’t much longer before his lover his whimpering and moaning against his neck, cumming in his hand. Cody pulls him as close as he can, hushing him and stroking him through it, slowing to a stop when he knows Obi-wan has had enough.
He’s hard in his blacks from just getting Obi-wan off, but that hardly matters to him. “There, that’s it..good. So good Obi-wan.” Cody praises softly. “Feels good, yeah?” Cody coos against his ear, gathering some of Obi-wan’s cum onto his fingers and moving his hand between his legs.
Slowly, he starts massaging Obi-wan’s entrance drawing a soft whine from the auburn-haired man.
“C-Cody..” Obi-wan mumbles against his neck. “Cody, I want-” he’s cut off with a soft moan, his own, as Cody works a finger into him.
“What? What is it?” Cody asks softly, carefully thrusting his finger into Obi-wan. “What do you need Obi’ika? Tell me.” He coaxed softly, smiling as Obi-wan panted against his neck.
He weakly tugged at Cody’s blacks, choking up his words for a moment when Cody slipped a second finger into him, delicately stretching him open. “Want..Get them off Cody, please.” Obi-wan whimpered, tugging at his blacks once again. “I wanna feel y-you too. Cody, please.” The Jedi whined against his collarbone, nosing at his neck.
“Wait a little longer, is that alright? You can do that for me, can’t you?” Cody murmured, curling his fingers deep inside of Obi-wan and earning a ragged cry from him, his hips rocking back on his Commander’s fingers. Cody couldn’t help but smile at the reaction as he rubbed against him just right, and he couldn’t help but chuckle when Obi-wan tried to close his legs.
“Ah, let me see cyare. Open up..there we go. Good..” Cody praises, slipping a third finger into Obi-wan, taking his time as he worked him open.
Taking his time. Something he’d never been able to do for the man. Now he could really put his feelings into each action, and that’s just what he planned to do.
He was going to have Obi-wan the want he wanted. The way he’d been wanting.
“Just a little more okay?” Cody hummed, groaning softly as Obi-wan clenched around his fingers in response. “Don’t want to hurt you. You’re doing well cyare. Taking my fingers so well.” Cody mused. “Stars, you don’t even know what you do to me.” He breathed against Obi-wan’s ear, curling his fingers once again and earning a louder moan.
“Cody,” Obi-wan gasped. “Cody please. Please, I’m r-ready. Please.” His Jedi panted softly, his once soft cock already half-hard again, further proving his point.
“Kriff..” Cody growled quietly, carefully removing his fingers from Obi-wan and pulling away to undress.
Instantly, Obi-wan missed the warm body of Cody pressed up against him, but he knew it wouldn’t be for so long. He watches as Cody strips his blacks off and can’t even explain the noise that leaves his throat when Cody’s finally undressed, cock already curving upwards and leaking.
Quickly, Cody gets himself settled between Obi-wan’s legs, hooking an arm under on of his knees and carefully brining his hips up and slowly thrusting into him as he pressed their lips together. His free hand found Obi-wan’s and laced them together, holding them above Obi-wan’s head as he slowly rocked into him, both moaning against each other’s lips.
“C-Cody..” Obi-wan moaned, his breath hitching just slightly and the corners of his eyes lined with tears. “Shh..I’ve got you. I’ve got you Obi-wan.” Cody panted out, pressing a kiss to his brow and kissing away his tears. “I love you Obi-wan. So much.” The clone muttered and Obi-wan felt a warm shudder run through him.
Cody had never fucked him like this. Each thrust was slow and deep, something he’d never felt from Cody in the past. He felt every drag and inch that sunk into him repeatedly, making him gasp.
Obi-wan couldn’t help but turn his face into the pillow beneath him and moan, Cody instantly moving to nip at his ear or kiss down his beard and at his neck. He was beyond certain that Cody wasn’t aware of all the love he was projecting towards him, or maybe he was. It was all so perfect and overwhelming to Obi-wan in a good way, enough to make him cry.
Cody loved him. Loves him.
He couldn’t understand how, but he didn’t dare question Cody either. The man would probably go on about all the reasons he did love Obi-wan and well, he was overwhelmed enough. As much as he’d enjoy listening to him, his reasonings could wait. Besides, Obi-wan would probably try his damned best to counter every single reason and that wasn’t something he’d wanted to do. Cody loved him and there was no need for him to question that love.
Not when Cody himself was above Obi-wan, pouring all his love into each action.
A hand around his length brought Obi-wan out of his thoughts, making him cry out a ragged noise of pleasure. Each thrust and stroke brought him closer and closer to the edge.
“C-Cody..Cody m’gonna cum,” his Jedi panted, gazing up at him with hooded eyes. “Don’t stop. Darling p-please don’t stop.” Obi-wan moaned, his breath hitching. It was a familiar sound, one Cody had grown to know well. It happened whenever Obi-wan was about to cum.
“Don’t have to ask me twice.” Cody groaned against Obi-wan’s ear, kissing down his neck and shoulder.
A few more strokes and Obi-wan was cumming, letting out a loud cry, head thrown back against the pillow. Cody being Cody, couldn’t help but lean back and watch as Obi-wan fell apart in his hands. His Jedi was beautiful. Hair a mess, cheeks flushed and a stray tear rolling down his cheek.
Obi-wan was always beautiful, even when he was dirty with dust from a battle or flustered with embarrassment from something Skywalker said.
Obi-wan was beautiful.
He let out a low groan as Obi-wan’s hole fluttered around his cock with his release. His hands settled firmly on his hips, drawing him in close, their hips flush before he started up a quicker pace. It wasn’t too fast, something still deep and sensual, but it was enough to help him catch his release, gazing down between Obi-wan’s face and the place were they were joined. The action made Obi-wan whine with sensitivity, whimpering with each thrust.
“Gar’ner, elek? Ner’jetii, lek?” Cody asked breathlessly, one hand settling on Obi-wan’s lower stomach.
Obi-wan nodded in response, meeting Cody’s gaze. His stomach did backflips at meeting his lovers eyes, piercing and determined. “Yes,” Obi-wan assured, just as breathless. “Yes Cody, I’m yours. All y-yours.” He breathed.
“Jat’ad..ni kar’taylir gar darasuum ner’kar’ta.” Cody panted, the words drawing a gentle sob from Obi-wan’s lips before Cody lets out a quiet curse, his release hitting him as he spilled into Obi-wan, leaning down to capture his lips.
The little sound Obi-wan made as Cody emptied himself into him was one he’d never forget, panting heavily against his lover’s lips. He shifted slightly, enough to not collapse on top of Obi-wan as he pressed a few kisses to his face, gently cupping his cheek.
“I love you..don’t ever forget. Promise me, gedet’ye Obi-wan.” He mumbled against his cheek, earning a small hum in response.
“Promise me.”
“I won’t forget Cody. I won’t, I promise my dear.” Obi-wan said quietly, turning Cody’s face to press their lips together. They stayed like that for a few more moments before Obi-wan spoke up, breaking their comfortable silence. “I didn’t say it, but I do too. Um, you know..I feel the same. I-” he stopped his words when he heard Cody’s soft chuckle, the clone shaking his head.
“I know Obi-wan. It’s alright, I know.”
Obi-wan’s smile softened and he nodded. If his actions were enough for Cody that he didn’t need words, then it was more than enough for Obi-wan too. He’d be able to tell him in time, but till then, he knew Cody loved him enough to wait. To never push him.
“Then,” he paused for a moment, shifting to now straddle Cody. “Do you know I’m ready to go again?” Obi-wan questioned, the grin he wore making Cody laugh as his hands settled on his hips once again, gazing fondly at the man above him.
“Of course I know.”