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You were sitting in the temple's library, engulfed in one of the many scrolls about the jedi of old. The sun had set hours before, leaving you only with the light of the nearby lanterns. The old tales brought you odd comfort as you thought about your lover.
Obi-wan had left to train again this morning as he did most mornings. You and him had been together for years, you had met back when he was Qui Gon's padawan and you worked as an apprentice to the temple’s healers. He got hurt badly on his fifth mission, leaving him in your care for the next 4 months. You smiled at the memory of his young and stupid face grinning sheepishly at you when you asked him what had happened that first night.
Being a jedi, Obi-wan had been hesitant about your relationship in the beginning. He waited for almost 2 years to confess to you and in those 2 years you found yourself spending more and more time with the ancient scrolls. They were filled with stories between jedi and their lovers , some ended with death others ended happily, most were unrequited. After all those years, you still came back to the tales of old.
The liberian gave you a pointed look, signaling your time to go. You walked back to your living quarters which you secretly shared with the jedi. You hoped he would be there already. And to your delight,he was.
Obi-wan layed on the couch, with his arms above his head. You slowly approached him not wanting to wake him up if he was sleeping. Despite your best efforts, he arose slowly. He sat up slightly hunched over, still wiping the sleep out of his eyes. He rubbed his hands over his schouders while groaning slightly. You let out a giggle “I warned you this morning” Obi-wan stretched his arms up sighing softly “I needed the practice” he looked at you a bit defeated “ anakin is slowly catching up to me” he said in a low grumble.you chuckled while walking up behind him.
Obi-wan turned his head towards you, letting you kiss his forehead. You rubbed his schouders “ I could help you“ you fiddled with his outer robes” you need to take this off of course” he let out a loud laugh “ow how terrible” he said faking despair “better get that over with darling” he purred.
You pulled off his coat as he got up. He pulled his undershirt over his head. You pointed to the couch, ordering him to lay back down. He got positioned on said couch as you sauntered back over.
You started on his shoulders, making him tense beneath you. You started rubbing out the knots he had formed, admiring the strong yet soft muscles under your fingertips.he let out a delighted sigh,making you look over at his handsome face. Maker, he looked ethereal. His blue eyes followed you closely over his shoulder. You ducked out of sight, planting a kiss between his shoulder blades. You moved your hands up to his neck and gently massaged the strained muscles there.
He hummed in delight at the loss of the stress that had gathered.you loved giving him massages, feeling him loosen up beneath you, the slow breaths he took as you helped him. You moved lower to his back, making him groan. You were always careful with his torso since he had quite a few scars there. The marks hugged his figure perfectly, you made sure to give them special attention, definitely your favorite one near his spine from when he gave Anakin his first lightsaber lesson and he threw it at him when he turned his back. You pressed your lips to it, ending your massage.
He spread his arms out above him, stretching out the last of training. Obi-wan slowly sat up giving you space to sit behind him. He covered your hands with his own “You don’t know how much you mean to me” he said softly “how blessed i am to know you-“ he turned to look you in the eyes “-to stay by your side is all i long for”, you flushed pink. Obi-wan leaned in kissing you passionately.