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Siri Tachi (neverlosefocus) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2014-01-23 00:08:00

Entry tags:

obi-wan kenobi, siri tachi

Who: Siri Tachi and Obi-Wan Kenobi
What: She’s returned to her proper age and there’s a reunion in store
When: Thursday evening
Where: ~~Siri’s rooms, eventually. Probably.~~ Make that Obi-Wan's bedroom.
Rating/Warnings: Possible adult content. Will edit/update should it happen.
Status: incomplete/in-progress

She remembered.

The change from being a young Padawan, frustrated and confused and irritated and scared, to a grown woman with every memory of what she’d said and done while... young again, had been abrupt. She felt awkward... and gawky, like she just didn’t fit. It was strange; but she’d spent several days as a child; and she hadn’t been that child in a very long time. So she supposed it made some kind of sense. Would this place never stop with the strange events?

The worst part was that she hadn’t known Obi-Wan. Hadn’t known him at all. He’d felt... familiar, but wrong, because the Obi-Wan she knew at that age was only a couple years her elder. So it couldn’t have been him. Even though it was. Even though... She hadn’t known him, hadn’t any memory of the Land of Make Believe. And she could only imagine how it must have been for him, dealing with the people he was close to not having any recent memories. She wanted to see him. Needed to.

So she went to find him, reaching for him the Force, seeking his presence even as she sought him out in person. ...Obi-Wan?

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	master_kenobi 2014-02-06 02:56 pm UTC (link)
	When he felt her mind touch his, he felt the difference in her. He couldn't help a smile as he responded. *I'm in my room...* (Reply to this) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-02-07 04:12 am UTC (link)

Relief and something else, welled up at the brush of his mind against hers. She’d missed him. And what was worse... she hadn’t even known there was anything to miss. Not until she’d returned to herself.

I’m on my way. And she was, already stepping back inside the castle. As her younger self she’d spent very little time within its walls; between the strangeness of Obi-Wan and the Sith, she hadn’t felt the castle was safe. So she stayed away, sneaking back inside only to bathe, change, and find food. Of course, nothing she had in her room had fit... so she’d scrounged up things that fit well enough from her room. Which meant that she was now running through the castle barefoot in shorts, a long sleeved shirt and her Jedi robe. She hadn’t been able to leave it behind when she was younger; it had been the only thing familiar. The robe, and her lightsaber. So they came with her.

She was cold, and exhausted, and none of that mattered as much as seeing Obi-Wan again. When she reached the door to his room she stopped, brushing her fingertips against the wood hesitantly... and then she knocked, quietly.

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	master_kenobi 2014-02-08 03:16 pm UTC (link)
	He opened the door and just...looked at her. It was real: she was back. "Siri..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	neverlosefocus 2014-02-08 10:48 pm UTC (link)
	He’d barely spoken her name before she was crossing the space between them, practically flinging herself at him and hugging him as tightly as she could, breathing his name into the crook of his neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	master_kenobi 2014-02-15 02:16 pm UTC (link)
	Oh. Good. As much as he enjoyed touching her, physical contact still wasn't always his first instinct, but thankfully she didn't wait for him to think of it. He held her, just enjoying the feeling of her presence and her emotions towards him in the Force and the solid reassurance of her body in his arms. "Are you all right?" he asked softly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	neverlosefocus 2014-02-16 02:42 am UTC (link)
	He was warm, and solid, and just being there in his arms was enough to start making things... feel right. Made her feel like she was starting to fit in her skin again. She had no intention of letting him go for a very long time. “Now I am,” she told him, murmuring the words quietly into his ear. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

master_kenobi
2014-02-16 12:12 pm UTC (link)

The remark brought a smile with a relieved release of breath and he backed up enough, bringing her with him, to shut the door.

"Do...do you want to stay here tonight?" he asked her, a little uncertain. They usually stayed in her room because of Anakin's proximity, but he was less uneasy about inviting her to stay with him now that he knew how to hide certain things in the Force. Though the embarassment of knowing distance had made no difference before he learned that had kept him from doing so right away. But now...well, she was here already...

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neverlosefocus
2014-02-16 01:33 pm UTC (link)

“Yes.” Her answer was immediate. She wanted, needed him close. And she... she wanted... to be as close to him as possible. “But we can go to my room. I know you prefer it.” It didn’t matter where they were. She didn’t care. She just wanted him close by. She wanted to lie in bed and feel his arms around her. She wanted... she wanted him. “Just... stay with me?”

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	master_kenobi 2014-02-20 09:31 pm UTC (link)
	"We don't have to go anywhere." He let his hand slide down her arm to settle in hers and headed towards his bedroom. "You're welcome here. You know that." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	neverlosefocus 2014-02-20 10:25 pm UTC (link)
	“All right. If you’re sure.” She wanted to make sure he was comfortable with her staying there; they’d always gone to her room for a reason. Even now that she’d taught him how to hide... things in the Force. The moment his hand settled in hers she tangled her fingers with his, holding on tightly, and she gladly let him lead her towards his bedroom. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	master_kenobi 2014-02-23 01:45 pm UTC (link)
	The moment the bedroom door shut behind them, he pulled her into his arms, kissing her hungrily. Losing her was proving too frequent and too difficult. And she needed to know. And words were too bulky and uncomfortable. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-02-23 02:08 pm UTC (link)

She returned the kiss just as hungrily, with every bit of want and need and fervency that was in her, her hand coming up to tangle in his hair as she pressed closer. She needed to be closer. Needed him to know how much she had missed him. Even though she hadn’t known there was anything to miss while she’d been... changed.

That was what scared her the most. She hadn’t known him. Hadn’t even known there was anything to be missing. She did now, she was back to herself and she KNEW.

And it hurt. She ached with it.

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	master_kenobi 2014-02-23 08:15 pm UTC (link)
	He could feel her reciprocation of those feelings in her gestures aand in the Force. He hadn't realized how empty everything had felt without that. "Are you unharmed?" he murmured against her mouth. "Do you need anything?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	neverlosefocus 2014-02-23 11:15 pm UTC (link)
	“I’m all right. Nothing happened while I was a Padawan again,” she told him quietly, her lips brushing his as she spoke. “You, Obi-Wan. I just need you.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	master_kenobi 2014-03-01 11:12 pm UTC (link)
	A small laugh huffed out his lips. "I still don't understand why, but I don't object," he admitted. The sheer openness and power of her affection still staggered him. "Stay here tonight, then. We'll bring something in to eat." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-03-03 09:25 am UTC (link)

That he didn’t understand why wasn’t exactly a surprise; he’d always thought he was more... ordinary than he was. He’d always been TOLD he was more ordinary than he was. She would just have to help him understand. She would just have to show him. She pressed forward, kissing him intently for far too brief a moment. “I’d like that.” She never wanted to leave his arms. At least not for a while.

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	master_kenobi 2014-03-05 03:30 pm UTC (link)
	He smiled, pleased with himself for coming up with a plan that she liked. Pleased with himself for making her smile. Pleased that she wanted to stay. He tugged her closer and kissed her again. "What would you like to eat?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-03-06 11:04 am UTC (link)

She liked seeing him smile. She’d missed it. Missed him. Liked that she could make him smile. She tumbled against him when he tugged her closer, letting out a soft little breathless laugh before kissing him back. She really would never tire of this. Of him. Of being together.

“... I... don’t know,” she told him with a crooked smile. She hadn’t given food any thought at all since her return to herself; and he was doing a very good job of distracting her from giving it any thought now. She leaned forward to kiss him again. “Something... simple, I guess. Fruit, perhaps?” She probably needed something more substantial after days of eating what little she could make off with before retreating to her sanctuary outside the castle, but she wanted something simple, something they could eat in his room. And, if she was honest... something they could eat in bed. Not that she could bring herself to say it; it seemed... forward, and a little bit ridiculous. Mostly forward. She wasn’t even sure that was... appropriate. “Is there something you’d like?”

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master_kenobi
2014-03-13 11:56 am UTC (link)

"I'll...um..." If he sounded distracted, it was because he was considering that their clothing wasn't going to last long. He glanced at the door, then at her. "I think I should get something now." So they don't have to leave the room again until they feel like it. "I'll..." He took a hesitant step back from her, towards the door. "Don't go anywhere," he said in all earnest. It was, in this case, a genuine request.

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neverlosefocus
2014-03-14 06:51 am UTC (link)

She nodded. “All right. I think... I think that might be best.” Food was important, they should eat, she needed to eat... but if he was agreeable she had every intention of keeping him in bed for as long as possible.

Her smile was bright, and she couldn’t help but cross to him and kiss him again. “I have no intention of going anywhere, Obi-Wan,” she murmured against his lips. It was her turn to slowly step back from him, although her hand lingered on him until she could no longer reach, and she settled herself comfortably on his bed. “I promise. I’ll be here when you return.”

Hurry back.

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	master_kenobi 2014-03-14 03:16 pm UTC (link)
	He hastily grabs whatever food comes first to hand: some fruit, some bread, some cheese, a bottle of flavoured sparkling water, and does, indeed, hurry back. He's still concerned she'll be gone or changed or uninterested when he gets back. He practically bursts back into the room with his arms full of food and he dumps it on the nightstand. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-03-15 02:33 am UTC (link)

It was surprisingly difficult not making a move the moment he burst back into the room. But she managed to be patient; she managed to be VERY patient, waiting until he finished depositing the gathered food onto the nightstand. But the instant his arms were empty she wasted no time in crossing the space between them and tangling her hands in his hair to draw him to her for a heated kiss.

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	master_kenobi 2014-03-20 01:35 pm UTC (link)
	Oh. Oh. That she lacked any hesitancy had a huge effect on him. It tended to push aside any of his random, lingering doubts. He all but melted against her, fumbling with the Force, a hand towards the door, to lock it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-03-22 11:36 pm UTC (link)

There was never any hesitancy. Not with this. Not with him. Never with him. She sank against him like any distance was vast and unpleasant, turning them and backing him towards the bed without breaking the kiss. I love you, Obi-Wan. She wanted, NEEDED him to know. She’d said it far too rarely since they’d... begun this. Because it was difficult, because there was no need to speak the words aloud. She just... hadn’t.

But there was the need, now. She’d spent days not knowing him. They’d spent days apart, and although they’d done so before... it hadn’t been like that.

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master_kenobi
2014-03-23 12:24 pm UTC (link)

Those words and the sincerity behind them make his breath catch and his chest tighten. It still staggers him that they've come to a place where they don't just act on their attachment, but commit to it. Live it. Publicly. No Order here. No rules. Part of him feels bad for abandonning the teachings, but the rest of him remembers the future that waits for them when he obeys.

He pulls at her clothing eagerly. Clumsily. Kissing and walking backwards weren't condusive to opening buttons. Even for a Jedi.

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neverlosefocus
2014-03-23 12:47 pm UTC (link)

She couldn’t bring herself to waste this second chance, now that they’ve found it. There’s a part of her that feels the way Obi-Wan does... but she knows, the Force knows, that this, what they share... isn’t wrong. There’s a way to be both a Jedi and accept attachments. Accept this, accept what’s between them. What’s always been between them, in some fashion.

He pulls at her clothing and she deepens the kiss with a gasp, a sigh against his lips. Force she wants him. Needs him. They bump into his bed, and she untangles her hands from his hair to begin fumbling with his clothing.

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	master_kenobi 2014-03-23 06:48 pm UTC (link)
	At least he isn't wearing Jedi robes this time. He's so distracted by everything going on that he - a Jedi - almost loses his balance as his legs bump against the bed and it forces him to lean further into her, which suits him fine, even if it provides an obstacle to clothing removal. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	neverlosefocus 2014-03-24 09:56 am UTC (link)
	The lack of Jedi robes will make things easier this time, and she is very glad for it. There’s no such thing as too close with him, and when he almost loses his balances and leans into her she gladly draws him closer to her, breaking the kiss with a ragged, breathless gasp to press kisses along the line of his jaw. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	master_kenobi 2014-03-24 11:08 am UTC (link)
	The change draws a sound that somewhere between a squeak and a gasp from him. People at work have made fun of his beard, but Siri seems not to dislike it. He hastily helps shrug out of his clothes while she distracts him like that, an arm getting stuck in his shirt and he almost leave it there. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-03-24 11:33 am UTC (link)

She quite likes his beard. Or perhaps she likes his beard because it’s his. She’s grown accustomed to it; she’s known him a long time and he didn’t always have one. No matter how people might talk. His arm getting stuck in his shirt makes her smile against his skin, and she helps him untangle himself without ceasing her attention to his jaw line and neck. With the removal of his shirt there’s nothing stopping her from brushing her fingers along his skin, and she indulges herself. Being able to touch him so... freely, still stuns her, sometimes. She should shrug out of her own clothing, but she’s enjoying herself far too much to do more than let her cloak slip off her shoulders and puddle on the floor.

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	master_kenobi 2014-03-27 01:30 pm UTC (link)
	And he's immensely distracted by the new direction of her attention. It takes him a moment to figure out how his fingers work again to fumble at her shirt. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	neverlosefocus 2014-03-28 02:47 am UTC (link)
	She does find distracting him... enjoyable, in their moments together; but it always surprises her a little that she can. At least at the beginning, each time they’re together. She continues to press kisses to his skin, touching him with gentle fingertips as he fumbles at her shirt. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	master_kenobi 2014-03-29 08:27 pm UTC (link)
	It takes him several minutes to conclude that he just doesn't, in the moment, have the dexterity to carry out this mission. "I, um..." Force, he doesn't want to stop her from what she's doing, but... "I'm afraid I can't..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-03-29 08:57 pm UTC (link)

She will come back to it. She will definitely come back to it. At his words she kisses her way back up his neck and along his jawline, before pressing another gentle kiss to his lips and pulling away just far enough to quickly undo her buttons and let her shirt drop to the floor to join her cloak.

Then Obi-Wan has an armful of her as she closes what little distance she’d put between them for the removal of her shirt with a leap forward that’s almost a fling as she curls her arms around him and kisses him intently.

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	master_kenobi 2014-03-30 12:53 pm UTC (link)
	As he catches her, he stumbles back onto the bed, landing hard on the soft surface with a chuckle against her mouth. Her enthusiasm is alluring. It's a level of emotion they're not raised to express. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

neverlosefocus
2014-03-30 01:14 pm UTC (link)

She enjoys that sound, the feel of that sound against her mouth. She enjoys that she can bring it out in him. And falling onto the bed with him makes her smile and laugh, a bit breathlessly.

He brings it out in her with an ease that should scare her... but it doesn’t. Because it’s Obi-Wan. And they can be like this, they’ve found themselves in a place where they can... be this. It still feels odd, now and then, being able to be so... open with what she feels, but after the past few days she can’t be anything but.

It’s impossible.

She shifts so she’s straddling him, taking a moment to just... wonder at this, at them, at HIM, before picking up where she left off when they went tumbling onto the bed by kissing him.

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