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Obi-Wan and Clamp were none too happy that Cody had snuck off in the middle of the night, but they both couldn’t say much when they saw the progress the man had made. He’d helped the new clones with starting to settle in, and also made sure that they had a set course. Cody wanted to make sure that they were not going to be staying in one place for too long. Clamp had also been busy, speaking with some of their brothers that had taken over old positions as navigators. But Cody worked with them to make a plan of when and where they might jump. Plus, when Clamp learned of what had happened after he’d left he’d turned his attention from Cody, with a stern warning to watch himself. Unfortunately for Obi-Wan, he’d then been subjected to sitting in Clamp’s med bay until the man was convinced that he was alright.
“Now, I want you to keep being careful, especially if you’re going to be taking on more than one vod in a short period.” He pulled on a pair of gloves, helping Obi-Wan put his legs up in the stirrups he’d had delivered when he’d learned his general was Stewjoni during the war.
“I know my own body, Clamp my dear.” He leaned back, looking up at the ceiling.
“Given how often I’ve found you with wounds you were hiding, I think I’d rather be sure, Obi-Wan.”
Obi-Wan blew out a breath but didn’t say anything, only jolting slightly as Clamp’s cold, latex covered fingers started probing at his entrance. It didn’t take long, Clamp only looking for any tearing or soreness, before pulling back. “Alright, I’m not seeing anything wrong, it seems like the vode took care of you. I’ll be keeping an eye on that though, Obi-Wan, so you best get used to seeing me.”
As Clamp stood up, Obi-Wan’s eyes were drawn back to him, “I did say I was quite alright.” He pulled his legs down, cupping Clamp’s cheek as he sat up, “But thank you for checking, it’s a relief to know everything is okay.”
Clamp’s cheeks pinked a bit with Obi-Wan’s hand on his face, “I’d rather be overprotective than let something happen to you.”
Obi-Wan smiled and pulled Clamp slowly into a kiss, the medic going easily. The kiss was soft and sweet and when Obi-Wan pulled back he gave the medic a gentle smile. Clamp leaned back, pulling his gloves off as he went, but staying close to Obi-Wan.
“Alright, I’ll want to start giving everyone a routine check soon, but for now you’re free from the med bay. Go back to whatever training you’ve been up to and raising the ik’aad.”
The redhead laughed, cleaning himself up and pulling his bottoms back on, “You’re free to join us tonight if you would like, it is an open invitation.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” He waved at the Jedi, “Now get out of here, never thought I’d have to tell you to leave the med bay. I’m sure I’ll be missing this the next time you have an exam.”
Obi-Wan kissed him one more time and then left the room, catching Clamp’s smile as he turned away to start cataloguing who was on the ship. He made his way over to the training room, where Healer Che was with the children that had come with her. Obi-Wan had learned that some had been left on Alderaan, young Kindri the infant girl had even been adopted by Bail and Breha. Vokara had told Obi-Wan that if the girl was more force sensitive, she would have worried about leaving her. But as it was, given the girl's midichlorian count Vokara suspected Kindri would have gone into one of the corps. Even still, she had made sure that Bail and Breha had an encrypted comm number to reach her should they have any issues. Her padawan had also insisted on getting updates about her progress, as he had become a little attached to the infant he had saved during the attack on the Temple. Young Dath had taken to following Ahsoka and Cal around. Dath was only a little younger than Cal himself, but being on the healer path had many questions for the small redhead.
They fell into a routine of sorts on the ship, training, schooling and planning alongside small excursions for more supplies and if possible, capturing more clones to be taken to Alderaan. Many of the clones that had their chips removed were ones from different battalions; Obi-Wan recognized colours from Master Windu’s and even Kit’s battalions when he looked at their armour. They all seemed to watch him closely, never outright staring but rather Obi-Wan started to notice that after they made supply runs, small gifts would start appearing. Some were left with names and others were anonymous, but if he was seen in the clothing or with the gift in question, he noticed certain individuals blushing or preening. He also caught them watching him training Cal and Ahsoka, as he started to teach them Soresu. It was his preferred form and the one he could teach best, but he made sure to keep their minds flexible, as the form he’d been working on worked best with the ability to adapt. Some of the younglings that Vokara had brought with him also wanted lessons in saber training. But given their ages, the Jedi Masters believed it best to continue their training similarly to how they would have been taught in the temple. The main difference being that they began re-incorporating the knowledge that emotions were part of all beings, and that feeling was more than alright, it could just not rule them. Somewhere in the past few years the Jedi had stopped following that, the mindset being that they could not let the emotions rule them but that having them as well was a burden.
Obi-Wan had always fallen prey to his emotions, yet completing his mission as a Jedi and protecting as many lives as he could had always been a priority. He had left the order to protect the Young, but he had also almost left for Satine. Obi-Wan knew he had his emotions, and he’d never understood the current rule about ‘there is no emotion.’ He had tried to follow the code in that way, but had never fully succeeded. Studying in the Archives had also shown Obi-Wan that the code had changed. During the era of the Jedi during the High Republic, they had not been as strict about emotions. They would be going back to that ideology, and the younglings were thriving because of it.
Time passed easily, trips out to get more supplies and Quinlan sometimes taking small groups to collect more clones who had been stripped of their control chips. Some nights, Rex and Wooley would take him to bed, and take their time ravishing him until Obi-Wan could barely remember his own name. Other times, just one of them joined him in bed, or they would catch him during the day between plans for what was to come or taking care of the children.
During one such time, Obi-Wan had just finished training Cal and Ahsoka in Soresu, the two coming along brilliantly. When he stepped from the fresher in his room, dressed in just a towel, arms wrapped around his waist. Pulling him back against a firm chest while hips ground up against his barely covered body.
“Hm cyare,” One hand moved sensuously down his stomach to the edge of the towel resting on his thigh, “You don’t have another meeting for a little while, and I fed the twins while you were getting cleaned up. They’re with Jesse and Kip, Jesse is a little wild, but he’s good with ik’aad and Kip is levelheaded.”
“Keeping track of my day are we, dearheart?” Obi-Wan turned his head to look at Rex over his shoulder.
Obi-Wan felt Rex’s shoulders move in a shrug, “Better to get you alone.” The redhead shuddered when he felt Rex’s lips against his neck.
“Well, you have me alone now, what are your plans with me?”
Rex started to slowly untie the towel around the Jedi’s body, Obi-Wan doing nothing to stop him before it fell. With clear access to the man’s body, Rex brought one hand to Obi-Wan’s nipple and the other started pumping his cock. “I thought we might get you ready for the fresher again.”
The Jedi’s head fell back onto Rex’s shoulder as pleasure sparked in his body, “I think I’d like that very much, Rex, my dear.”
The blond proceeded to bring the man to bed and take Obi-Wan apart. He’d gone slow at first, starting by easing Obi-Wan through his first orgasm. Taking Obi-Wan’s cock into his throat and working his fingers into the redhead’s opening. He let Obi-Wan calm for a moment, letting the sweat start to cool on his body, taking his time to start bringing small pulls from Obi-Wan’s milk filled breasts to his mouth. The mounds had swelled even further as Obi-Wan fed not only the twins, but he started pumping milk for the younglings that weren’t ready for solid food yet that Vokara had brought with her. With the extra mouths that needed food, alongside Wooley and Rex, Obi-Wan was worried he’d never be flat-chested again. Not that the men seemed to mind, complimenting his breasts and holding them at any opportunity. Obi-Wan had even noticed some of the other clones’ gazes on his chest, his chest aching whenever he felt their curiosity and lust in the force. He had no idea how to bring it up, that he wouldn’t mind more people being involved in this relationship he had with the others already. He’d almost brought it up to Rex, sure that he would understand him and what he was saying without thinking Obi-Wan was unhappy.
All those thoughts flew from his head though as he felt Rex’s tongue lave over his entrance. “Need to get you cleaned up, cyare. Wouldn’t want you feeling dirty while I work.”
Obi-Wan wasn’t able to respond before Rex was back on him, tongue dipping into his entrance before he would pull back and blow cool air over the heated flesh. He used his tongue on Obi-Wan’s clit as well, but was inconsistent in it, keeping Obi-Wan’s toes curling as a second orgasm started to build slowly. Just as Obi-Wan’s breath started to hitch, legs tightening around Rex’s shoulders, the blond would back off. The edging started to bring Obi-Wan’s pleasure to even higher levels, his hand coming to rest on the back of Rex’s head as he worked. Just as the pleasure started to bite into pain, tears filling the Jedi’s eyes, Rex plunged his fingers back into Obi-Wan’s wet opening. Obi-Wan came with a cry, his control on the force making the chair in the room, one of the few remaining loose things in the room, start to jostle.
“What do you think, cyare, can we get one more from you?” Rex had his hands rubbing over Obi-Wan’s thighs.
He started to shake his head, but then pulled Rex up for a kiss, tasting himself on the man’s lips and tongue. “I want you inside me, just be gentle.”
Rex nodded in acquiescence, keeping himself level with Obi-Wan before pushing slowly into the man. Obi-Wan shuddered but didn’t tell Rex to stop, moaning as the blond started to roll his hips. His movements were slow and relaxed, not really seeking his own pleasure, just working to bring Obi-Wan back to the brink. Obi-Wan’s hips started moving in tandem with Rex, and he started to clench around the blond, trying to bring him closer to coming. He felt a shift in Rex’s pleasure and pushed himself up quickly, flipping them so that he was straddling Rex. He put his hands on the blond chest and sunk back onto Rex easily. They both moaned together before Obi-Wan started to move, building up speed, the new angle letting Rex push further into his body. As Obi-Wan moved, his breasts bounced against his chest, enticing Rex into bringing his hands up to cup them, tweaking his nipples.
The redhead shivered, so close to coming, “Rex please, fill me up. I need you to put a child in me.” He grabbed one of Rex’s hands, placing it over his stomach, “I thought you said you wanted me to carry your child.”
Rex groaned, unable to stop himself from coming, hot spurts of cum flooding into Obi-Wan and causing him to moan and come for a third time at the feeling.
After, Rex used some wipes to clean the worst of the slick and cum from their skin before holding onto Obi-Wan for a while. The Jedi took a quick nap, worn out from not only the training but then also their activities. He was woken up by Rex peppering kisses on his face, “We’ve got to go get cleaned up cyare, we’ve still got to go talk to the others about where we’re going next.”
There were some soft grumbles from Obi-Wan, but blue eyes blinked open to look at Rex, “Only if you’re joining me in the fresher, my dear Rex.”
A kiss from Rex, who started to help Obi-Wan up, “Of course cyare, anything you’d like.”
“Careful my dear, I’ve said it before, I’ll get spoiled with that attitude.”
“And I’ve told you before, Obi-Wan, we would love nothing more.” Another kiss from Rex before he pulled Obi-Wan into the fresher.
Later after getting cleaned up, they would join the others in the main meeting room, Wooley smirked seeing their wet hair but said nothing. Meanwhile, some of the other clones spiked with interest in the force, and Obi-Wan saw Quinlan’s face screw up in disgust. Obi-Wan said nothing but took a seat at the table, Rex falling into the chair beside him.
“Alright, you lot, let's just get to work. We’ve been slowly taking small groups of clones off of planets and bringing them to Alderaan for the chip removal. We had to stop taking them from Alderaan in order to make sure that suspicion is not on the Queen and her senator husband.” Quinlan held a data pad in his hands, “We’ve been able to get some of the vod postings from Cody and others we’ve picked up. But a lot of them aren’t high enough in rank to know where the others are posted.”
He nodded over to Cody who was no longer winded every time he stood or twisted too fast, “I propose we take a small team, three or four people to Coruscant. I know it’s risky, but Fox would have more info, he’s been working on postings for the vod since he got posted on Coruscant and-” He took a deep breath, “I can’t leave him there any longer, I can’t imagine what Palpatine -Sidious- did to him when I escaped. Especially since Vader probably told him Obi-Wan was there too.”
Obi-Wan reached out in the force, supporting Cody despite the man not being force sensitive, “If you’re going on that mission, I will insist on going with you. Quinlan needs to remain with the ship in order to continue with supply runs as well as getting any new clones back here. Ahsoka is highly trained, but she was still a padawan before leaving the order, Vokara as well is best to stay here she’s not a fighter unless she must.”
Rex took his hand, “Not sure that it’s a great idea, not with the new security that they’ll have around a place like Coruscant. We won’t have Bail this time to get onto the world, and Sidious will be on the lookout for Obi-Wan even more now.”
“I can give Obes some insider knowledge to get onto Coruscant, and I think we should call Hunter’s team. I have a lead on where to find them and I think having that Tech guy here will be helpful.” Quinlan leaned back in his chair, “Of anyone on this ship, I think Obi-Wan is one of the best suited for a mission back to Coruscant. I don’t like it any more than you all, but if you do end up against a Sith, being good with a blaster won’t matter.”
There were murmurs through the room, Obi-Wan had faced Sith in battle before and come out of it. There was no way that the clones would be able to say the same if they got into a fight with Sidious. Cody sighed, head hanging down before he nodded, “Obi-Wan goes on the mission. We need one or two more to join.”
Hands shot up around the room, Rex wanted to go, but knew that the only hope they had of convincing Ahsoka to stay here was if he was staying as well. With the twins too it was best that he was around, of course all the vod had taken turns with caring for the ik’aad but better safe than sorry. Cody looked around the room, Clamp nodded to him, and the ex-commander gave a quick nod back.
“Clamp and Jesse. Clamp will be helpful if we get into any scrapes, and Jesse is a great pilot.” Cody looked over at Obi-Wan who simply smiled back at him, “We’ll leave after loading a ship with a few supplies, we might not be able to come right back here to avoid being followed. We’ll all memorize the next few places the Vigilance is going to head so that we can meet you where you are.”
The meeting went on a little longer, discussions of the next few supply runs and trying to help plan out a dangerous trip to Coruscant. As things started to wrap up, Cody pulled himself to his feet and was about to rush from the room before Obi-Wan caught his wrist.
“Cody, my dear, a moment?” People moved out of the room, avoiding running into them, and Obi-Wan saw Cody’s small nod.
When the room was emptied, even Rex leaving the room with a quick peck, Obi-Wan directed them back to some chairs. Cody shuffled a bit in his chair but didn’t try to pull his hand back from Obi-Wan.
“Thank you for agreeing to bring me with you, I’m sure we’ll be able to save Fox with your plan and get further ways to destroy this new Empire Sidious is building. I had hoped to speak with you earlier, but it seems that someone has been rather hard to track down alone.”
Cody blushed at that, eyes skipping over to Obi-Wan, “I wasn’t sure what to say, if I was alone with you, I thought I might want to further things with you. But I’m also not sure if I should.” Cody blew out a breath, “I love you, Obi-Wan, but I also-” He looked away, “I don’t feel I deserve you. Not after what I did, and what I almost tried to do.”
Obi-Wan brought Cody’s hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back, “You never hurt me, you’ve been with us this whole time since we’ve been travelling in Wild Space. I have been more than safe around you, you’ve cared for the twins, and you have been a lovely buir to them.” He held the man’s hands even as he tried to pull away, “I love you as well, Cody. I want you in my life, and I will take you in any way that you will have me. But perhaps, after this mission to Coruscant, you think about speaking with Vokara?”
The man sighed, keeping quiet for a moment before he nodded slowly, “After Coruscant, I’ll speak to her after that.” The Jedi pressed another kiss to Cody’s hands, “Alright my dear, for now though, join us for a holo tonight? The ship will be ready in a few hours, they’ve been ready for every supply run, they just need a few changes to suit our purposes.”
Cody paused for a moment, mulling it over, “I’ll join you, just don’t let Waxer or Boil pick out the movie, their choices are never good.”
Obi-Wan burst out laughing at that, tears coming to his eyes and he bent over, “You’re quite right my dear, I remember what happened last time we let one of them make the choice. How about you pick tonight, hm?”
With hesitant plans for later, they left the room, Obi-Wan going about the rest of his day. Taking care of the twins, trying to teach them things about the force even though they were still young. Cody on the other hand went to help with making sure everything was in order, checking in with Jesse and Clamp to make sure they were alright for the trip. That evening, Cody joined them in the rec room that they had started using for holo films, everyone that wanted to could crowd in to watch. Snacks were made, and cuddle piles could be found across the room, clones often arguing over who got to cuddle up to Obi-Wan for the evening, unbeknownst to the Jedi. The night passed uneventfully and eventually, the next day was upon them. Obi-Wan fed the twins, and made sure to pump what he could, they would have enough milk for all the younglings given that they had started to freeze some of the excess. He still worried of course, but they along with all the children on the ship had plenty of people caring for them.
Before long the Coruscant mission ship was ready to leave, and Obi-Wan was standing at the end of the ramp in his armour, helmet held at his side. Wooley was the first to catch him, pulling him into a hug and twirling the Jedi around before kissing him passionately. That garnered some reactions from other men in the hangar, loud whistles ringing through the air. When Wooley put him down, he was swept into Rex’s arms, getting a slower kiss but no less loving. Cody was leaning against the side of the ship’s entrance, watching the whole thing. So he was the first to notice as Waxer and Boil made their way over to Obi-Wan.
“I- I mean we–we know you’ll be safe, after all, you got us through the war… But-” Waxer started, rubbing his hands together.
“Could we have a kiss too, gen- Ob’ika?” Boil finished, bouncing lightly on his feet.
Obi-Wan was still in Rex’s arms, the blond had tensed initially as their forwardness, but when he saw that their Jedi was not bothered he said nothing. “Of course, my dears, all you had to do was ask. I would never presume to know how you feel about me,” He glanced around the room quickly, only seeing other clones within earshot, “But I care deeply for all of you that I’ve known these past years. And those that I’ve just met recently, I know that I’ll care about them even more in time as well. If you are interested in having a relationship with me, I would be more than open to that.”
Rex huffed out a laugh as he noticed his brothers perk up around the room, some taking a step closer. Boil started beaming at Obi-Wan and Waxer blushed but took Obi-Wan’s hand when he held it out. The redhead stepped from Rex’s arms, pulling Waxer closer and bringing one hand up to the other man’s cheek.
“I’ll see you soon, my dear.” The words were soft, as he brought Waxer closer. Their lips pressing together easily, Waxer a little unsure what to do before following Obi-Wan’s gentle lead. When Obi-Wan pulled back, Waxer flushed the red colouring his skin and Obi-Wan couldn’t resist placing another kiss on the heated cheek. “Now Boil, come here.”
Now that it was Boil’s turn, a shy expression crossed his face and he hesitated for a moment. “It’s alright if you changed your mind, my dear.”
“No, no! I didn’t I just- I haven’t done this a lot…” Boil ended the sentence in a murmur, Obi-Wan only hearing him as he was so close.
The redhead moved closer still, placing a kiss against the man’s forehead, then moved to his cheeks. Finally, he kissed the corner of Boil’s mouth, going to pull back a bit before Boil caught him by the back of his head and reeled him back in. Their lips met and Obi-Wan heard Boil’s breath catch, Boil brought a hand to Obi-Wan’s waist and brought him a bit closer. The Jedi went easily, placing his own hand on Boil’s shoulder as he guided him through the rapidly heating kiss.
When they broke apart for breath, Boil’s shy smile returned, “Be safe Ob’ika.”
“With all of you here waiting for me, I’ll do my very best. Plus, the others will be with me. I won’t get into too much trouble with them.”
Obi-Wan took a step back, caressing Rex’s cheek as he stepped towards the ship. Before he made it, a few other clones stepped up to him, the paint on their armour marked them as having been from the 212th and the 501st, although there was little paint, indicating they had only recently joined the battalions. The three were hesitant but introduced themselves as Change, Joker and Vex. Vex was from the 212th, but the others had the blue of the 501st, the three also asked to have a parting kiss and Obi-Wan was happy to oblige. They were much more hesitant than even Boil had been, only accepting a small peck before blushing and pulling away. They huddled together after, whispering excitedly to one another. Obi-Wan laughed softly and glanced around the hangar once more, no one else stepped forward, but Quinlan caught his eye and smirked.
‘We’ll be discussing that when you get back, Obes.’ The Kiffar reach out through their old training bond, but his laugh was heard through the hangar as he saw Obi-Wan’s eye roll.
“Alright my dears, everyone be safe and look after the young ones and each other. I’ll see you all soon.” With that Obi-Wan gave a final wave and stepped onto the ship where Jesse immediately slung an arm around him and reeled him into a kiss of his own.
Obi-Wan simply huffed a laugh, and when Jesse pulled back gave him an understanding smile, “You, my dear, are coming on this trip. What was that for?”
Jesse shrugged, “Just wanted to get in on it, I didn’t join everyone last night for the holo, wanted to run checks on the ship.”
“Yes alright, very well, go get to the pilot’s seat now, we best get this mission on the way.”
Jesse left but saw Obi-Wan’s sheepish smile as he went to join the others in the cockpit. The flight to Coruscant was easy, but they couldn’t take a direct route in case anyone followed their path back to the Vigilance. It would have moved on by now, but it was better that they distanced themselves and made it hard for anyone to track. The Jedi moved to the small cargo bay, folding himself down into a meditation pose and reaching out to the force. Obi-Wan had always found it difficult to meditate in hyperspace, often travelling alone it meant that he couldn’t feel the signatures of other living beings. Now, with the others on board though, he was able to fall into a light meditation, he could feel Jesse in the cockpit playing a game of Sabacc. A game which Jesse was losing to the card shark, Clamp. Off in the small kitchenette, Cody was making them all something to eat, something he had taken on after Obi-Wan had almost burned a hole in the ship. Clamp was medically gifted, but it didn’t carry into the kitchen, and Jesse only knew how to make one meal.
Obi-Wan drifted easily in the force, feeling centred in the force as the men moved about the ship. He felt Cody moving closer to him and let himself come back to his body, blinking open his eyes to see Cody leaning in the doorway.
“Hey Ob’ika, dinner is ready. I didn’t want to disturb you, but you’ve got to eat, wouldn’t want Clamp coming to get you.”
His face lit up, “It’s alright, my dear, I felt you through the force.” He stretched his arms over his head, feeling the joints pop as his muscles flexed. I find I’m quite famished,” Obi-Wan took Cody’s offered hand, “I’m interested to see what you made this time, darling.”
The softest blush came to Cody’s cheeks, “It isn’t anything fancy, the ship doesn’t have that many fresh supplies since it’s not a long trip.”
When Cody pulled him to his feet, the strength of the pull brought Obi-Wan careening into the other man. Their chests crashed together, Obi-Wan currently in light armour as they moved through hyperspace. He hissed as the fullness of his breasts pressed into Cody’s muscled chest. To his horror, Obi-Wan felt as milk started to leak, wetting the fabric of his flight suit. He hadn’t had the chance to pump yet today, and aside from feeding the twins, only Rex and Wooley drank from him. Even with the pump his milk production was very high at this point, taking the break to meditate instead of dealing with it was maybe not his best idea. But the force had been calling to him, and he had listened.
Cody saw the fabric darken, and felt a wave of want wash over him. He’d seen his vod drinking from Obi-Wan, of course he had, they had been sharing a room on the Vigilance. There were a few nights when Cody would come back to the room and find Rex or Wooley, sometimes both, drinking from the milk filled breasts.
Obi-Wan could feel the other man’s feelings spike and brought Cody’s hand up to his mouth, kissing the knuckles, “Let’s not start anything right now, darling. You just made dinner, and we wouldn’t want your hard work to cool down.”
The Jedi felt as Cody’s emotions changed from want to embarrassment, and he started to back out the doorway before Obi-Wan caught him. “It’s alright, Cody, darling. How about after we eat, you and I take a moment to chat?”
When Obi-Wan got a small nod from Cody he smiled and led the man off to the kitchen. Dinner was a quiet affair, Obi-Wan content to just enjoy the ambiance of the room, listening to Jesse and Clamp argue over who won their games of Sabacc. Obi-Wan had offered to play a game against the both of them before they reached Coruscant, but Cody had jumped in, saying if they wanted to keep their worldly possessions, do not play against the Jedi. After dinner, Jesse left them to go check their course, making sure their next drop from hyperspace was on course and that they’d be ready to head to the next hyperspace lane. Clamp on the other hand was going to triple-check the med supplies they had as they got closer to the Core.
“Are you ready to have a chat, darling? We could head to my quarters, or we could stay here if you’d prefer.”
The clones had given Obi-Wan the small room on the ship, choosing to bunk in the fold out cots that were in the main hold. They still had an open invitation to join him in his room, but only Clamp and Jesse had taken him up on the offer. It was why Obi-Wan wanted to have a chat with Cody, he didn’t want to push the man, he would never want that. But, it had been quite some time since Cody had led Rex and Wooley through their first time with the Jedi. He wanted to know where they stood, he couldn’t stand to leave things as they were before they arrived on Coruscant.
“I think I’d prefer to have this conversation in the room.”
Obi-Wan nodded, leading Cody from the kitchen area, it wasn’t far, but they passed Clamp who was checking a list of the items they had. He nodded at Obi-Wan as they walked by, glancing knowingly at Cody. When the door hissed shut behind them, Obi-Wan took a seat on the bed while Cody sat at the desk chair.
“You were so good at leading Rex and Wooley, my dear. Yet, you’ve not partaken in anything since then. Of course, you’re not obliged to do so, I will love you no matter what we do.” He licked his lips, preparing for what he was about to say, “But I do feel you in the force occasionally, and while of course you can feel and want different things. But, Cody my darling, I wanted to check in with you to see if they are separate.”
Cody’s eyes had tracked the movement of his tongue before moving to meet the Jedi’s gaze, “I’m worried if I start something, I’ll lose control. I know it was the chip, I understand that, but that loss of control, and the feeling of understanding after it was taken out? It’s hard to reconcile my own feelings with not wanting to hurt you, of loving you and caring about you. With the knowledge that my choices, my control, was taken away so easily.”
Obi-Wan hummed, studying Cody for a moment, watching as his hands flexed on the arms of the chair. “What if you had less control, not by someone overtaking your mind but perhaps…” He reached out with the force, using bands to hold Cody’s arms down on the chair.
It wasn’t the most appropriate use of the force, but who was going to tell Obi-Wan he couldn’t use it like this. He watched as Cody’s arms flexed, testing the strength of the force, he tried it for a moment longer before relaxing back against the chair. When Obi-Wan saw him relax, he smiled and stood from the bed, walking over to the other man.
“What do you think, my dear? I could make sure you’re not able to hurt me, I know you wouldn’t but this way you know it as well. I need you to know though Cody, if at any time you feel uncomfortable, please tell me. Either verbally or through the force, I know you know how to send feelings into the force.” He made eye contact with Cody.
The feeling of Cody’s arousal at the thought flooded the force, suffusing Obi-Wan in it. “I promise, Obi-Wan, but you have to promise, you have to keep me held down. Just in case.”
Obi-Wan crawled onto the man’s lap, settling easily with his legs bracketing Cody’s hips, “Of course darling,” He leaned towards Cody’s ear, “I’ll make sure of it.”
Leaning back slightly to rest his weight comfortably in Cody’s lap, he started to undo his flight suit. The hidden closures slowly coming undone under his hands, the top slowly slipping from his shoulders, exposing his chest. Obi-Wan watched as Cody’s pupils dilated, flicking down across the pale flesh, taking note of all the freckles that littered the Jedi’s body.
“Now, Cody darling, I need you to open that sweet little mouth for me.” His thumb ran over Cody’s bottom lip, pulling it slightly open.
Cody took a moment to process, and in that time, Obi-Wan had started to press his lips softly to different parts of the man’s face. His mouth dropped open, tongue flicking out to catch Obi-Wan’s thumb. The redhead tutted and pulled his thumb back, Cody tried to follow, but he felt his movement restricted by an unseen hand. It made a moan come to his throat unbidden, and he tested the force band that Obi-Wan had wrapped around his chest.
“Uh, uh, I’m the one in control now, darling.” He leaned forward again, holding Cody’s mouth open with a gentle hand on his chin. “Tongue out, my dear.”
When Cody’s tongue dropped out of his mouth, panting and letting out a groan as Obi-Wan fed one of his milk filled breasts to him. His lips closed around the nipple and Obi-Wan hummed in approval, one hand coming up to rest on the back of his head. There was no need to hold Cody still with his hand, the force providing the necessary restraint, but it provided them both a comfort. When Cody first started to drink the milk from Obi-Wan, they both let out a moan, the sound vibrating through the small room. As Cody started to pull even more milk from Obi-Wan, drinking down the creamy substance, Obi-Wan started to grind down on Cody’s growing erection.
Obi-Wan felt Cody’s hips try to buck up into him, and he lifted himself up, “Now darling, do I need to restrain you even more?” He moved his hand, thumb brushing over his cheek bone.
Cody moved his mouth back just enough that Obi-Wan could see the milk still coating his tongue, “You said you’d hold me down, ner runi.”
A smirk came to Obi-Wan’s lips, “Alright then my dear, you do as I say then.”
With a deep breath, Obi-Wan reached out further with the force, laying a blanket over Cody but making sure he was still able to breath and pull back his head if need be. Then he pressed forward again, dropping his hips at the same time Cody latched back onto his nipple. While Cody started back to work on draining Obi-Wan’s nearly painfully filled breast, the Jedi began rolling his hips. He kept one hand on the back of Cody’s head, but the other he shoved down the front of his flight suit. He ran his thumb over the tip of his cock, shivering as the pleasure from Cody overlaid with his movements. Obi-Wan kept the strokes slow alongside the movements of his hips, feeling Cody’s own arousal start to rise as the feelings and the taste of the milk.
“Are you enjoying this, darling? Me taking my pleasure in your body? Using you to drain my full breasts? This is because of your vod you know, as a Stewjoni my body will work to fill their needs.” He looked down and caught Cody’s eyes, the man’s eyes blown wide at his words.
“Feeding Luke and Leia alone wouldn’t cause my body to create this much milk, but having grown men drinking what wasn’t fed to the children? Clamp seems to think my body is entering a hyperlactation state, although that is alright with you all around to help.”
Cody’s mouth released Obi-Wan’s nipple, a string of milky saliva connecting them still as he turned his head slightly. Obi-Wan could feel the emptiness of that breast and moved slightly so that he could place the other nipple in Cody’s mouth. The man latched on immediately and groaned low in his throat as he started to pull even more milk into his mouth.
Obi-Wan hummed in appreciation as the tightness started to lessen, continuing to bring himself closer to his peak. “You’re doing so good for me, darling, staying still with my help and drinking so much.”
He brought the hand away from the back of Cody’s head, bringing it to his front and tracing down the other man’s chest. Obi-Wan caressed Cody’s abs, the man’s muscles and the strength of his core could be felt even through the flight suit he also wore. Slowly, he brought the hand back up, resting loosely on Cody’s neck, feeling every time he swallowed down a mouthful of milk. When his hand came to rest there, Cody groaned, trying to press forward into Obi-Wan but being held in place by the force.
When Obi-Wan felt his resistance in the force, and the need, a contemplative look crossed his face. He pressed his hand a bit tighter, pressing into Cody’s jugular and cutting off the blood supply rather than his air. As a padawan, Quinlan and he had learned of breath play, they had learned that you could cut off the air supply or the blood supply. Obi-Wan had always preferred cutting the blood supply, as it took less pressure to feel the effects. And as padawan’s of the Jedi Order, it wouldn’t have been very good to show up with a ring of bruises on their necks. Using that now, he held Cody for a moment, pushing him just past the point of discomfort before letting go. Feeling the euphoric feeling coming from Cody when the blood rushed to his head, eyes dropping as his drinking slowed to a suckle.
“There now darling, such a good boy. You’d let me do whatever I wanted, wouldn’t you, sweetheart?” He leaned down to press a kiss to Cody’s forehead. ‘Oh Cody, darling, you have always taken orders so beautifully.’ Obi-Wan didn’t say this out loud, not wanting to remind Cody in any way of what Sidious had done.
A soft keening whine came from Cody at his words, but he didn’t stop his suckling, slowly running his tongue over the nipple in his mouth as well. Pressing into Cody’s pulse again, Obi-Wan started to undo Cody’s flight suit, exposing his chest and thumbing over one nipple. Twisting and pinching it briefly until it was pebbled, and he could feel Cody’s spike of dizziness before he pulled both hands back.
“Cody, darling, would you like more or just this?” He held still, hands cradling Cody’s cheeks as the caramel coloured eyes slowly blinked up at Obi-Wan. “Come on, my dear, give me some words or feelings.”
Cody took a moment longer, looking up at Obi-Wan, before a feeling of ‘more’ pressed through the force to the redhead. “That’s right, my love, what a good boy, telling me what you need.”
Obi-Wan stayed close so that Cody could keep slowly taking small mouthfuls of milk from him. He started to undo more of Cody’s flight suit, pulling his cock free finally before lining them up together. The Jedi kept one hand wrapped around them both, slowly working them with slick gathered from where he was dripping into his flight suit. The other hand, though, was placed back onto Cody’s neck, reducing the blood supply intermittently and raising Cody’s pleasure higher. The slide was smooth, Obi-Wan thumbing over Cody’s slit every few strokes. He could feel the waves of Cody’s pleasure, and it was bringing him higher. It wouldn’t take much to get him off, but he was focused on Cody, on the sweet surrender he had given over to him.
Cody had always been a man in control, Obi-Wan had relied on him due in part to that fact. Having that control ripped away from him because of the chip, the Jedi knew it wasn’t easy to give over control again. Yet Obi-Wan couldn’t feel any distress or fear, just the love, trust, and pleasure. He kept his hands steady, holding Cody’s pulse for a second longer than before, then he felt the man jerk in his hold and felt warmth spread between them. His eyes flicked down, and he saw that Cody’s had come and loosened his hold around Cody’s neck but didn’t pull away yet. Obi-Wan kept his strokes slow, drawing out Cody’s orgasm fully until he felt the clone slump in his hold in the force. When he heard Cody’s whine, he pulled his hand away, giving himself a few last quick strokes before he too came. They slumped together, Cody’s mouth finally falling away from the redhead's nipple. Obi-Wan kept holding Cody, slowly loosening his hold on the Force and gathering Cody into his arms.
When he felt Cody’s arms wrap around him, he pressed a kiss to his forehead, “Bed time darling, we’ll get you cleaned up, and then I’m going to check on the others.”
He herded Cody to the fresher, making sure to keep in contact with the man the whole time. Obi-Wan helped Cody get fully undressed and pressed him into the fresher, he got Cody nice and slick, using some body wash and cleaning him. The redhead started humming softly, hands smoothing over tan flesh and cleaning Cody.
He felt Cody’s hands starting to slide over him, and he took hold of Cody’s wrists, “Let me take care of you, darling.”
Cody brought Obi-Wan into a kiss before letting the Jedi continue his work. Obi-Wan was easy with his movements, taking a cloth and bringing it slowly over the body in front of him. Moving slowly, but efficiently, as he cleaned the sweat and spend from Cody’s beautifully bronzed skin. He took special care to clean the man’s cock, careful of its sensitivity after such a mind-numbing orgasm. The Jedi continued his humming, recalling some kind of lullaby the crèche masters must have sung to him. Hair was cleaned with a shampoo and then conditioner that had been a gift from Bug and Chef when they joined them after Alderaan. After he was done cleaning Cody, he quickly worked himself over and got them out of the fresher and dried. He pulled on some of his soft clothing alongside a robe, and got Cody into some sleeping pants as well.
They went back into Obi-Wan’s room and Cody was shuffled into bed, “Stay here, my love, and get some rest. I’ll be right back.” A kiss to the lips, and Obi-Wan moved out to check on Clamp and Jesse.
Jesse smirked at him as he rounded the bend into the small kitchen where they were having a cup of caf. “Good time?”
Obi-Wan moved over to kiss Clamp and rolled his eyes as Jesse held out a hand for the Jedi to come over. The Jedi paused for a moment before taking Jesse’s hand and joining him on the small bench. “Cody needed some time alone with me, he’s been dealing with quite a lot since the end of the war. Taking on such a task of trying to keep us all safe on the Vigilance. I’m sure you’ve both noticed him trying to keep me out of things, not that he doesn’t trust me, but rather to alleviate stress.” He sighed, leaning into Jesse’s side, and the clone curled an arm around him.
“He just cares about you Ob’ika, we all do. His way of showing it just means trying to make sure you’re not shouldering the responsibility for everything.”
Jesse’s words made sense to Obi-Wan, of course they did, but he frowned. “But I wish to do the same for him, he shouldn’t have to take on what he thinks is the sole responsibility for all our safety.”
“Cody has always been like that, even back on Kamino he would do that with us. Trying to make sure the Kaminiise didn’t take any of the vod for small mistakes. It’s good that he lets you take care of him, usually only a few of us can get away with that.” Clamp leaned back in his chair, taking a sip of caf. “Keep an eye on him, things might get bad again after Coruscant… Depending on the state, we find Fox in. Other than Rex, Fox was someone that Cody was closest with. Couldn’t have been easy leaving him behind, even if he did get you and the kids off the planet.”
“Of course I will, I always keep an eye on all of you. I would hate for any of you to overwork yourselves. I just hope that Fox is alright, I didn’t get to spend much time with him during the war being that he was part of the guard. Unfortunately, I did try to avoid the Senate as much as possible.”
Jesse pressed a kiss to Obi-Wan’s temple, “It’s alright Ob’ika, the Guard would understand. Now, go get some sleep, mesh’la, we can all look after one another, that’s what families do.”
Obi-Wan let out a small laugh, “Only if you all get some rest as well, my dears.”
Jesse just shrugged, “I’ve got to get our next jump point done, but after that I can join you. This will be the last jump before we get to Coruscant so it’s a good idea we all get some rest while we can.”
The Jedi curled into Jesse for a moment longer, kissing his cheek before standing and pulling Clamp up with him. “Next time, perhaps we should not drink caf before it’s time to rest, hm? I’ve a wonderful selection of teas without caffeine.”
“It was decaf, don’t worry, Ob’ika.” Clamp brought his arm around Obi-Wan’s waist, “Let’s get back to Cody.”
The redhead waved to Jesse as he was steered from the room, Jesse followed them out but broke apart to head to the cockpit. Clamp led him to the small room, the door hissing open as he was shepherded in.
“Get in bed with Cody, and I’ll get changed.” Clamp kissed Obi-Wan then pushed the man forward, getting the Jedi into bed was the first priority.
Obi-Wan had started sleeping better, surrounded every night and cuddled while they all slept. But Clamp was always weary of their Jedi slipping back to his neglectful ways, and so at any moment was ready to go back to making Obi-Wan take care of himself. When he had learned about Obi-Wan’s nature and being born on Stewjon he had been overcome with a need to shake his Jedi general silly. There weren’t always huge differences between humans and near-humans, but Stewjon was on the end of ones that were quite different. Their need for touch alongside the extra genitalia and their nature made them perfect slaves, and Clamp had been furious when he found out. Imagine how he had felt when Obi-Wan suggested going on a mission to deal with the Zygerrian slave ring. At least now, with Obi-Wan no longer being a commanding officer, Clamp felt better about telling Obi-Wan what he thought he required. He had never been shy to do so before, using his station as Chief medical officer. But Obi-Wan was much more willing to listen to him without fuss if he prefaced the words with a kiss.
He watched as the Jedi climbed into bed and curled next to Cody who opened his arms to the man. Clamp took the time to get ready and by the time he made his way over, Jesse was stepping through the door. Obi-Wan was still awake, but relaxed against Cody’s side, slowly drawing long-lost words from the language of the force on the man’s chest with his fingers. When they were all in bed, they were able to get a few hours of sleep before Jesse’s alarm went off, reminding them of their incoming arrival at Coruscant.
Obi-Wan was able to make it through the night cycle without any dreams, something he was eternally grateful for after how often he ended up being pulled into a force connection with Vader. The man hadn’t been able to invade his dreams too regularly, thanks to Quinlan and even Vokara helping him to meditate. Yet it had happened frequently enough that the man was sometimes unsure about going to rest, making sure he always had at least someone with him in case Vader invaded and went after his former master. Whenever he woke without any connection to Vader was a good night. Waking in Cody’s arms though made it an even better night of rest, Clamp was at his back and Jesse was squished between the wall and Cody, slowly blinking at Obi-Wan.
“I never understood how you wake up so easily, Ob’ika.” He covered his mouth as he yawned.
“Oh my dear, as I’ve said in the past, many years of waking up as a Jedi for early meditation. I’ll go put on some caf for you all while you check on our course, hm?”
Jesse sighed, but Obi-Wan could see a small smile on his lips, while Cody tried to hold onto Obi-Wan for a moment longer as the man tried to get up. Obi-Wan brought Cody into a kiss, cupping his cheek as their lips moved together languidly.
When Obi-Wan pulled back, Cody was looking up at him, “Stay here in bed, darling. I’ll go get caf for you and Clamp, we’re about to have quite a busy time I suspect. You’ve done so much for us already,” He brushed a thumb over Cody’s cheek, “I want you to take this time.”
With another kiss to Cody and one for Clamp as well, who rolled over to take his spot beside Cody, Obi-Wan slipped from the room after Jesse. “I’ll bring some caf for you as well, my dear. Thank you for making sure we’re getting there safely.”