Obi-Wan could rightly say he didn’t get it enough. Almost all of his usual partners were not force sensitive. He had almost forgotten how amazing it actually was.
Moving did seem a bit inconvenient in the grand scheme of things, and yet the touch was electric. Fervent kisses and groping hands, it was all he could do to remember to just breathe. Their bodies becoming a tangle of limbs in their lust and wanton desire. Just as their minds were as well. Everything building towards a peak that was coming fast. Far too fast perhaps as his inexperience physically was making itself known.
If anything, Luke just encouraged Obi-Wan on, with his touch, with every kiss, with his mine, sharing his own pleasure and greedily accepting Obi-Wan's in return. There's a clear sense of it's okay, don't hold back, you deserve this washing between them.
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Moving did seem a bit inconvenient in the grand scheme of things, and yet the touch was electric. Fervent kisses and groping hands, it was all he could do to remember to just breathe. Their bodies becoming a tangle of limbs in their lust and wanton desire. Just as their minds were as well. Everything building towards a peak that was coming fast. Far too fast perhaps as his inexperience physically was making itself known.
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