Perhaps he just wanted to forget. The blending of memories from home and here are confusing at best, but he knows which he would rather focus on. And what better way than to distract himself in the way this world encouraged.

Sensing that flare of passion, it helps to stoke his own. The way Luke presses against him, and how his teeth gently catch his lip, has him centering his focus on the younger man. With Obi-Wan reclining back against the sofa, one hand sinking his fingers into Luke’s hair while the other roams. Seeking ways to loosen clothing and find the bare skin beneath it.