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She kisses him back, cupping his cheek.

"I've missed you, too. I'm so glad you're here."

The more they kiss, the more she feels the strength of their bond.

"Then perhaps you wouldn't mind if I stayed a little longer?"

This said as he dove in again for a deeper kiss. Relishing the sensation of her feelings through the Force and across their bond. The Jedi allowing his desire for her to trickle across as well.

"I'd really like that."

A soft moan escaped her lips into the kiss. She moved closer to him, sending her desire back to him as well as she could.

Then stay he would, and he poured that sentiment into their kiss and the bond. Arms snaking around her body as he pulled her in. It was clear that he wanted her, and the little bit she could push through the bond only encouraged him further.

"Shall I take you right here, or do you have another preference?"

Mona could feel every bit of his need for her and she deepened the kiss a little. At his question, she pulled back with a playful smile.

"Follow me." She stood up, discarding her clothes on her way to the bedroom. When he arrived in the bedroom, he'd find her bending over the bed, swaying her hips as an invitation.

"We haven't done it like this yet, hm?"

He followed and my what an interesting view. The Jedi highly amused and keenly interested as he watched her discard her clothes. Obi-Wan doing the same as he hopped on one foot and then the other to take his boots off. This followed by the rest of his clothes, leaving a trail to the bedroom.

That invitation wasn’t at all missed as he came up behind her and pressed his growing erection against rear. His hands settling on her hips.

“No I suppose we haven’t.”

And he was all for it.

Mona let out a happy moan when she felt his large erection against her rear, moving slowly against it to tease him.

"I've been thinking about this so much.. Feeling you inside me, thrust after thrust. Filling me, making me yours."

She was already dripping down her thighs to let him know how much she needed him.

He can’t help a little grin at her teasing and slid his member between her slick thighs. Rubbing his length against her folds but not yet entering.

“So I see. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, my darling.”

He then leaned over her, his hands moving to her stomach then making their way up. Taking a breast in each hand as he pressed a kiss against her shoulder and then her neck.

“But I’ll be sure to take you thoroughly to make up for it.”

It’s then that he shifted his hips and pressed his tip against her entrance. A single slow thrust having him easily sliding into her, connecting them once again and igniting their bond.

"These reunions more than make up for it, my love."

She bit her lip when he cupped her breasts, his length teasing her so wonderfully. Obi-Wan knew the perfect spots to kiss her to make her melt.

"Obi-Wan," she moaned out, feeling his cock slide into her and stretch her. "Yes.." And soon enough she felt the bond again.

My love. There was something about that, that struck him deep at his core. Dare he actually love someone again? There’s no doubt that he wanted to. And the connection he felt with Mona already so strong.

Humming in pleasure as he sank into her heat, Obi-Wan continued to press his lips against her skin. His thumbs brushing against her nipples, teasing those sensitive nubs. His hips then beginning to move in slow deep thrusts. The Jedi making love to her as his feelings poured through their bond.

The words came out naturally with him. He had made a strong, lasting impact on her. With him she felt like she could love again.

She moaned at the pleasure and intensity of the moment. Their feelings mixed together into something incredible. Her hips rocked back to meet his thrusts.

For him it’s too soon. He had admitted his love to Jyn not long before she left. It had been a beautiful moment and had taken him awhile to get there. But with Mona he’s not there yet even if he’s very fond of her. If he’s to ever say it he wants to make sure he truly means it.

For now Obi-Wan moaned with her in a chorus of lust. Panting with each driving of his hips into her heat. His pace increasing with each moment, holding her tightly as he humped her.

And she would wait patiently if that day were to come. She didn't ever want to pressure or rush it, not after what happened with Clark. Before she could tell him how she feels, he was gone.

It was such a rush feeling him thrusting into her, giving her every inch while holding her tightly. She focused completely on the pleasure.

Her patience would likely be rewarded someday. But for now, Obi-Wan is lost in this moment with her. His breath coming out in short shallow gasps near her ear as he made love to her. A hand sliding down across her belly and between her legs. Lightly fingering her clit as he continued to take her.

All the while his presence in the Force deeply penetrating hers just as sensually. Another strengthening of their bond in a moment of heightened emotion. A whispering of her name leaving the Jedi’s lips.

"Oh my god..."

All those strong sensations hit her at once, wrapping her up in his presence in so many wonderful ways. She could feel the bond stronger than before. Their bodies moved together so perfectly.

The pleasure gradually began to build up, her juices coating his length and her walls fluttering around him.

The surge of emotions between them and the way her body reacted was pushing him over the edge. His pace picking up even more as he shifted his hips so that he drive into her even deeper. His length going all the way in to the hilt, and his balls even slapping against her with each thrust.

Panting in desperation, Obi-Wan moved his hands to grip her hips again. Each push coming rapidly now until he finally he came. A long groan followed by his hit release pouring into her. Once again giving Mona everything he had, with the sensations rippling through their bond.

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