Otherways: Turning Up the Heat (for transgen_maxie) -- NC-17

[master_obiwan]

After teasing the poor kitten, Obi-Wan sauntered to his workrooms, making sure she would be able to follow him.

He left the door open for her, so she could wander in, as well.

The main room looked like a gym, almost. The floor was carpeted with exercise-mats and there was some basic equipment such as weights against the walls.

He striped down to his waist, and began to do basic stretches. Yes, he was killing time before Max arrived...

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[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"Come on, kitten. I wanna hear you scream," he says, with a groan.

He thrusts into her harder, faster. Hell, he won't be able to take much more of this. He hasn't had sex in quite a while.

"Fuck me, I'm not going to wait for you to come first, I swear." And he won't, either.

[transgen-maxie.livejournal.com]

What can we say. A transgenic has more stamina than a Jedi or a Sith or a mere human. If only because they're NOT human. If he didn't like that then oh damn well. He'd have to get over it or build that damn stamina up a bit more.

She kisses him good and hard to make him shut the fuck up. He talked too damn much for her liking. She drags him into herself deeper and makes him hit that one certain spot and screams out as her orgasm hits her hard, that scream mixed with a contented purr.

Never tell a cat what you will and won't wait for. They might take that decision away from you in an instant.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He returns that kiss hotly. He growls into her mouth as she pulls him in deeper, keeping up the pace.

The growl he makes as she comes is slightly possessive, and he thrusts into her nice and hard a few more times before his own release hits.

He buries himself inside her as far as he can, pressing his body to hers as he rides that wave out. And then his hands run up her sides, pushing her hands up over her head where he laces his fingers with hers. As they lay there, bodies completely stretched against the other, he captures her mouth for a deep, lingering kiss, sweeping his tongue through her mouth.

He moans contendtedly into that kiss, drinking deeply from that delicious mouth...

[transgen-maxie.livejournal.com]

Possessive huh? Are we trying to say that the Sith is claiming the kitten? Let's not tell Max that. She'd growl then have to hurt the son of a bitch. Really she would.

She kisses him back and encloses her fingers around his hands and purrs into the kiss, her tongue sliding along side his. And he's contented... uh oh.

Are we saying that Padme's got a run for her money here because if so we know a Sith Lady that will murderlize her King.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

No, Padme doesn't have a thing to worry about. The Sith is just basking in that Sithly, male, egotistical triumph at making another give in to their darker urges.

Although really? He doesn't think our dear Maxie was trying too hard to avoid sex in the first place.

As for claiming the kitten, nah. If it ain't his wife, he likes to love'em and leave'em. He's such a bastard.

After he's kissed her thoroughly, he's sliding out of her and then getting up. There's a wash-basin in a little hidden alcove from which he cleans himself up from, and then he's heading back to wipe the kitten down.

[transgen-maxie.livejournal.com]

Well... that's a good thing then. Means Padme doesn't have a thing to worry about. Means a lot of things really but you know.

Of course she wasn't. She was in heat. And when in heat why avoid it?

He likes wiping people down too it seems. Maybe the Sith is just screwed up in the head that way. Or maybe he actually does give a damn about people but we doubt it.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He actually does give a damn about people. He's screwed in the head that way.

He lays next to her on his side and the kitten gets wiped down. He nibbles on her ear before whispering, "Now, wasn't that much better than driving yourself crazy in that booth downstairs?"

[transgen-maxie.livejournal.com]

Sure he does. That's why he just cheated on his wife with a complete and total stranger. Hell... he doesn't even know the kitten's name and vice versa. So yeah... we really call that caring.

Max on the other hand has nothing to lose from all of this. It isn't like she's seeing anyone. "Mmm... a whole lot better."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Yes, well, names make things more complicated. At least now he can ignore her without a name bubbling up in his head to distract him.

"Good. Now you'll be able to curl up in that booth a sated and contented kitten."

[transgen-maxie.livejournal.com]

Or she could just be ever so cruel and give him a name or her designation number. Really screw with his head. Because you know... he'd deserve it. Just like if he ever mentions being married she'll deck him and he'll deserve that too.

"Mm... yes, I will be able to."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

The heartless thing to do would be to dress her and kick her out. But he knows better than that.

"Well then, whenever you're ready to face the general population again, you are free to go."

In stark contrst to his words, he leaves himself open for cuddling, if she chooses.

[transgen-maxie.livejournal.com]

That's very true. And if he tried to do that he'd hurt Obi-Wan and we're sure that he doesn't want to get hurt again. And, no, she doesn't want to go just yet.

The kitty purrs and does, however, cuddle up to him. Yep, contented kitty if we do say so ourselves.

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

We thinks it's wise to just leave them here for the time being.

Because really, there's nothing else for us to do.

[transgen-maxie.livejournal.com]

Then that's how we'll leave them then.

The cat cuddled up to the Sith. What a lovely sight.