Otherways: Making Amends (NC-17)

[master_obiwan]

He's in his room.

He's naked.

He's kneeling on his bed, arms raised above his head and chained to the ceiling.

Don't ask how he managed to get like that. He just did.

His eyes are downcast and the Sith is safely locked away really, really tightly.

Now, it's just a matter of time before she arrives.

When she does, she'll find all sorts of toys laid out for her to use.

And a trussed-up Obi-Wan.

Joy.

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[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He puts his own hand over hers.

"I love you. All three of you. Never forget that," he says, giving her nose a soft kiss.

And he's tired too, having had the crap beaten out of him by said pregnant woman.

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

"We're gonna need names eventually. And we won't forget that."

Except said pregnant woman has no intentions of sleeping on a bed thats got her lover's blood on it along with the weapons or instruments of torture rather.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"Yes, we will."

With a weary sigh, he rubs at his eyes. "We...I need to clean up."

And he's letting her go so he can get up and pick things up.

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

"I'll help."

Unless you know he decides that she's not allowed to.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"It's okay. I've got it all." And he's picking everything up and stashing it in a chest. He even tosses the whip she used into a fountain to rinse it off before putting it away.

Then he's removing the sheets around her, so she doesn't even have to get up. And then he's back with fresh sheets and a bowl of clean water and a wash cloth.

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

Okay... so she won't help. Instead, she just watches him go about. Doing this and that, what needs to be done and such. She kind of inwardly winces now that she's not so messed up at the sight of his back though. Ow.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

And the sheets are changed and he's handing her the cloth and the water. He smiles ruefully. "You'll have to help me with this one, love. If I had my way I wouldn't let you look at it, but..." helpless shrug.

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

"Too late on that one." She states taking the cloth and water. "Have a seat and we'll get you taken care of." Because... owie. "Okay, I think I'm glad I'm not like that all the time." Really she is. Hell, she didn't remember being like that BEFORE coming to this damnable Bar.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"So am I," he says, sitting down so she can easily reach his back.

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure you are."

She dips the cloth into the bowl of water before wringing it out and starts cleaning up the wounds on his back. Another thought makes her frown but she pushes it aside. Yep, no thinking like that.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He winces a bit as the cloth touches him, but doesn't make a sound. And of course he picks up on that thought. "What?"

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

And that cloth moves over those wounds as gently as possible. "Starting to think that some of this was kind of revenge too."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure it was," he says. His tone isn't judgemental and it isn't neutral or anything thatmay suggest that he's bitter about that. It's just accepting and mildly self-depricating.

"It's probably something you've needed for a very long time."

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

"Probably."

And then she goes quiet as she goes back to cleaning up his wounds every once in a while rinsing the cloth out before going back to the task at hand.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He hisses a little as she touches a particularily tender spot, but that's about it. He just lets her concentrate on doing this as quickly as possible so it can be over.

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

And when she's done she drops the cloth in the bowl and sets it aside. "All done." Though seeing that she shakes her head a bit. That could easily scar. He really didn't need scars.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

It didn't matter to him. They'd be a good reminder of what becoming too focussed on work would entail...

"Thank you," he says, with a glance over his shoulder.

Maybe he should be bandaged?

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

True... it'd remind him there's more important things to focus on than work. Or something like that.

"You're welcome."

Yeah, maybe he should.

"We're gonna have to bandage you up now."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He just nods and gets up to ge the med kit.

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

And once she's got the med kit and once he's sitting back down she goes to bandaging him up. Actually, a part of her is probably surprised he'd keep his back that way when he could easily just heal it. But it isn't something she's going to question. His body and all. If he wants to keep battle wounds from his pregnant girl then that's his perogative.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Yes, it is. And a few bacta patches would clear up any scarring. "Use the bacta on all but the worst ones, love, please."

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

"Okay..."

She won't ask. Really she won't. Nope, not asking that. But she does use the bacta on the wounds that weren't really all that bad. The worst ones she left alone.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"You can use the traditional bandages on the ones without the bacta, so they don't get infected."

[darksithsenator.livejournal.com]

She gives him a look. She knows what she's doing. Sheesh. But once she has done that and has him all bandaged up she closes the medkit and sets it aside.

"There."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

And then he's cralwing back onto the bed properly, and crawling under the covers, drawing her with him.

It's time to nap. Because we said so.