Dinner with Obi-Wan
This went much, much better than we both had thought... ::beams::
Obi-Wan: *orders a vivid blue liqueur and looks blandly at Bruck across the table* So. Ah. Here we are. *glances around at the cantina and fidgets under the table, wishing Siri were here after all*
Bruck: Yes... here we are. You look nervous, Obi-Wan ::smiles, noticing the fidgeting:: So, uhmm... where to start then? How've you been the past years?
Obi-Wan: *coolly* I'm not nervous. *glances at his drink* I've been fine. My training is progressing. I'll be up for my Trials next year, if things go well. *isn't entirely sure he wants to ask what Bruck's been up to*
Bruck: Sure you are not ::hiding his amusement, takes a sip of his drink:: Good luck for your trials, I'm sure you'll pass... ::suppresses any snide remarks::
Obi-Wan: *suppressing his own suspicion* Thank you.
Bruck: I did things that aren't too different from what you've learned, I'm sure.
Obi-Wan: *slightly interested* So you're continuing the-- *struggles for phrasing* --the exercises?
Bruck: Yes, I did. Learned quite a bit about diplomatics, politics, and fighting from Xan. Pretty much what you did, plus how to lead a huge concern without going bancrupt. ::sips at his drink::
Obi-Wan: *is having trouble assuming Bruck isn't showing off, and is having even more trouble not responding in kind* Sounds very... busy. Qui-Gon and I halted a civil war on Kessel and reorganized the infrastructure. It took most of the year.
Bruck: ::smiles:: That sounds very cool! So, now that we got caught up and through the more uh... boring stuff...
Obi-Wan: ...boring stuff? *drinks again*
Bruck: well, I don't think it's very interesting for you to listen to what Xan and I have been doing in detail, is it? ::smiles::
Obi-Wan: *obviously has non-work related stuff in mind* No... well--no. *flushes*
Bruck: ::smiles:: I forgot what an adorable blush you can spot, Obi-Wan
Obi-Wan: *gives Bruck a look* Oh, let me guess--all that antagonizing you did was just a way to cover some undying lust? *snorts and finishes his drink*
Bruck: ::laughs:: no, rivalry, but that's pretty close, isn't it? ;)
Obi-Wan: *grins* I suppose it can be, can't it. *thinks for a moment* What exactly were we fighting so hard about? It isn't as though we both didn't have a good shot at getting chosen.
Bruck: To tell the truth? I don't know. But since we both have found our paths in life, I guess it's time to make a new start, isn't it? ::smiles::
Obi-Wan: *nods and smiles* I guess it is. *settles back into his chair, still smiling at Bruck*
Bruck: ::looks at Obi-Wan, "checking him out", then moves a bit closer and lifts his glass:: Here's to a new start.
Obi-Wan: *glances down at his glass--it's empty--and lifts it anyway* A new start. *gives a broad smile; he isn't really sure whether he's being flirted with or not, but since Qui-Gon is beyond uninterested, figures there's no harm*
Bruck: ::smiles and slightly touches Obi's arm, finding him pretty attractive:: Should we get a new bottle and get somewhere more... private?
Obi-Wan: *thinking, well, that answers that... wonders if this is a good idea, then just shrugs and smiles wider* Yes. That sounds like a good idea.
Bruck: ::gets a new bottle of the blue liquid and gets up, leading the way to a private room, smiling to himself::
Obi-Wan: *suddenly finds himself nervous and wonders what the Sith he's doing* So. *clears throat* How long are you on Coruscant for?
Bruck: ::pours some of the stuff into Obi-Wan's glass, then into his own:: Two weeks at least. We have several businesses to take care of here which will take us a while.
Obi-Wan: Hm. *looks at his glass, then at Bruck, and grins* And are you in the habit of seducing old creche nemeses, or am I a special case?
Bruck: ::laughs:: You have the same sense of humour I remembered about you. And nope, not having a habit of that ::takes another sip::
Obi-Wan: *raises an eyebrow and takes a sip, then finally lets himself look at Bruck properly* Siri would kill to be here now. *grins again*
Bruck: ::smiles:: Oh, would she now? ::fights to urge to just go and kiss Obi-Wan hard::
Obi-Wan: *nods, still grinning, leaning a bit closer* She would. I had a thought, too, that she should take my place tonight, but that would have been... counterproductive, I think.
Bruck: Yes, I guess it would have been. ::leans in even closer and kisses Obi, a bit shy at first::
Obi-Wan: *parts his lips and kisses back immediately, bringing his hand up to cup the side of Bruck's neck*
Bruck: ::deepens the kiss and leans into Obi-Wan's touch, his own hand on the back of Obi-Wan's neck::
Obi-Wan: *startled at the rate of speed this is happening, but remembering his master is always telling him to live in the moment--* Mmm--oh--*pulls back abruptly, flushed and embarrassed* What--what is this?
Bruck: A kiss, Obi-Wan. ::smiles::
Obi-Wan: *blinks* A kiss... *grins broadly* It is, isn't it. *cups Bruck's face in his hands and kisses him again, harder, sliding his tongue alongside Bruck's*
Bruck: : a bit surprised, returns the kiss, sucking at Obi-Wan's tongue, moans:: Mmmmmh
Obi-Wan: *moans in reply and loops his arms around Bruck's back, pulling him closer, then slides a hand over Bruck's chest almost questioningly*
Bruck: ::slides his hand underneath Obi-Wan's tunic, brushing over his right nipple, answering the silent question::
Obi-Wan: *shivers and moans again, skimming both hands under Bruck's tunic as well, pushing it up boldly and pressing closer, running his thumbs over Bruck's nipples in response*
Bruck: ::moans and opens Obi-Wan's tunic, then bends over to suck at Obi-Wan's right nipple, lightly pinches the left one::
Obi-Wan: *hisses in a breath and cups a hand around the back of Bruck's neck, arching slightly* That's--mmmh-- *shivers*
Bruck: ::looks up at Obi-Wan, smiling:: You taste good... ::licks and sucks the other nipple, scraping his teeth over it::
Obi-Wan: *groans softly and arches, then grips Bruck's arms and rolls over top of him, pinning him down and kissing him again*
Bruck: ::lifts his head to meet return the kiss, struggles a bit against the grip, but not really fighting it::
Obi-Wan: *grins into the kiss and then runs a hand over Bruck's hair, down his throat, and over his chest, grinding his hips down*
Bruck: ::leans into the touches, purring, lifts his hips to meet Obi-Wan's::
Obi-Wan: *groans at the sound Bruck makes and pulls up to look at him* I think... it's safe to say we've mended our differences.
Bruck: ::moans:: Oh yes... we've definitely mended our... ::gasps:: differences.
Obi-Wan: *slides a hand down between them and cups Bruck's erection through his leggings, making a questioning noise*
Bruck: ::answers the question by fumbling with Obi-Wan's pants, stroking his erection::
Obi-Wan: *groans again and gasps, kneading harder and then kneeling up over Bruck to work at getting him undressed*
Bruck: ::removes Obi-Wan's tunics as he lifts his hips so Obi can get his pants off, yanks Obi-wan's pants as far down as he can::
Obi-Wan: *allows a mindless tangle of arms and legs for a moment while the clothes come off, and then presses himself down over Bruck, sliding their cocks together and kissing him ravenously*
Bruck: ::moans into the kisses, pressing up against Obi-Wan, spreads his legs a little::
Obi-Wan: *trails his mouth down to Bruck's neck and licks and kisses it, then slides his hand down between Bruck's legs* Like this? *massages lightly, at his opening, teasing*
Bruck: ::groans:: Oh yes... ::sliding his hands over Obi-Wan's back, massaging his buttocks::
Obi-Wan: *does a bit of the dreaded gratuitous Force use and slips his fingers into Bruck, raising his head to meet Bruck's eyes* Still good?
Bruck: ::slides a finger over Obi-Wan's opening and moans:: Very good... ::gasping::
Obi-Wan: *groans and drives up against Bruck's hand* What... ah... what do you want? *kisses Bruck again hungrily*
Bruck: This... you... ::returns the kisses just as eager::
Obi-Wan: *scrambles off to one side, rummaging through a side table for lubricant, and grins sheepishly at Bruck* I can't-- *kisses him again, moving back over him* --can't concentrate enough to--use the Force for that. *squirms around a bit to get lube on his hand and then slips it down between Bruck's legs again, pushing two fingers in aggressively, watching*
Bruck: ::cries out with pleasure as Obi-Wan pushes the fingers into him, kisses him hard::
Obi-Wan: *moans into Bruck's mouth and starts to move his hand, driving deeper each time he moves his fingers*
Bruck: ::moves with Obi, sucking at his tongue, his nails raking over Obi's back::
Obi-Wan: *shudders and continues just briefly before pulling his hand away and settling himself between Bruck's legs* How do you like it? *grins* Should we pretend we still hate each other?
Bruck: ::grins back:: Don't stop... and yes... ::winks, breathless::
Obi-Wan: *pushes into Bruck sharply and puts on a more-or-less convincing show of really, really being angry with him* It's always--ngh--about you, isn't it. *starts to thrust* Always a--bastard. *has a bit of trouble not laughing again*
Bruck: ::cries out again, meeting the thrusts, then tries to put on a show himself:: I'd rather be a bastard... ::moans and scratches Obi's back lightly again:: than clumsy ::not very convincing, pants::
Obi-Wan: *laughs breathlessly and moans at the scratches, moving faster and harder and gripping Bruck's shoulders*
Bruck: ::gets close, wraps his legs around Obi-Wan's waist, clenches his cheeks rhytmically:: Force... Obi...
Obi-Wan: *lets out a high-pitched moan, almost a whimper, and clutches Bruck tighter to him, trying to wait--and then he comes, unable to help himself, shuddering and rocking into Bruck hard*
Bruck: ::with a little help of the Force, he pushes two fingers into Obi-Wan as Obi comes, cries out as he comes himself, shaking and panting::
Obi-Wan: *gives another gasping cry and then stills, heart slamming against his ribs* Force...
Bruck: ::kisses Obi:: Yeah... wow... ::totally spent::
Obi-Wan: *grins, bemused, and looks down at Bruck* Well. That was... unexpected.
Bruck: ::laughs:: It really was. i kinda expected the opposite ;)
Obi-Wan: *pulls out carefully and flops down beside Bruck* This'll make it a bit harder to go back to being ugly to each other. *turns his head and grins*
Bruck: ::winces a little bit as Obi pulls out and grins:: Just a tad ::chuckles::
Obi-Wan: *slowly grows a little more serious* You know... I don't think I ever really looked at you. You're really very attractive. *flushes, but doesn't look away*
Bruck: ::blushes:: I... can say the same about you. Well, I did think you are pretty... hot and attractive for a while. But with our past as rivals, and all that stuff that happened in between... I never said it, you know? ::smiles at Obi-Wan::
Obi-Wan: *settles closer and drapes an arm over Bruck's chest* Well, we know now, don't we? *bites his lip, wondering what Xanatos and Qui-Gon are going to think about this*
Bruck: ::nestles into the embrace:: Yes, we know now ::smiles:: I'm really glad we do.
Obi-Wan: I am, too. *strokes Bruck's hair*
Bruck: ::smiles at Obi and purrs a little bit:: we should do that more often ::winks and traces a finger over Obi's braid, smiling::
Obi-Wan: Yes. Definitely. *grins and nips at Bruck's bottom lip*
Bruck: ::hums and pulls Obi into a kiss:: Mmmmh
Obi-Wan: *orders a vivid blue liqueur and looks blandly at Bruck across the table* So. Ah. Here we are. *glances around at the cantina and fidgets under the table, wishing Siri were here after all*
Bruck: Yes... here we are. You look nervous, Obi-Wan ::smiles, noticing the fidgeting:: So, uhmm... where to start then? How've you been the past years?
Obi-Wan: *coolly* I'm not nervous. *glances at his drink* I've been fine. My training is progressing. I'll be up for my Trials next year, if things go well. *isn't entirely sure he wants to ask what Bruck's been up to*
Bruck: Sure you are not ::hiding his amusement, takes a sip of his drink:: Good luck for your trials, I'm sure you'll pass... ::suppresses any snide remarks::
Obi-Wan: *suppressing his own suspicion* Thank you.
Bruck: I did things that aren't too different from what you've learned, I'm sure.
Obi-Wan: *slightly interested* So you're continuing the-- *struggles for phrasing* --the exercises?
Bruck: Yes, I did. Learned quite a bit about diplomatics, politics, and fighting from Xan. Pretty much what you did, plus how to lead a huge concern without going bancrupt. ::sips at his drink::
Obi-Wan: *is having trouble assuming Bruck isn't showing off, and is having even more trouble not responding in kind* Sounds very... busy. Qui-Gon and I halted a civil war on Kessel and reorganized the infrastructure. It took most of the year.
Bruck: ::smiles:: That sounds very cool! So, now that we got caught up and through the more uh... boring stuff...
Obi-Wan: ...boring stuff? *drinks again*
Bruck: well, I don't think it's very interesting for you to listen to what Xan and I have been doing in detail, is it? ::smiles::
Obi-Wan: *obviously has non-work related stuff in mind* No... well--no. *flushes*
Bruck: ::smiles:: I forgot what an adorable blush you can spot, Obi-Wan
Obi-Wan: *gives Bruck a look* Oh, let me guess--all that antagonizing you did was just a way to cover some undying lust? *snorts and finishes his drink*
Bruck: ::laughs:: no, rivalry, but that's pretty close, isn't it? ;)
Obi-Wan: *grins* I suppose it can be, can't it. *thinks for a moment* What exactly were we fighting so hard about? It isn't as though we both didn't have a good shot at getting chosen.
Bruck: To tell the truth? I don't know. But since we both have found our paths in life, I guess it's time to make a new start, isn't it? ::smiles::
Obi-Wan: *nods and smiles* I guess it is. *settles back into his chair, still smiling at Bruck*
Bruck: ::looks at Obi-Wan, "checking him out", then moves a bit closer and lifts his glass:: Here's to a new start.
Obi-Wan: *glances down at his glass--it's empty--and lifts it anyway* A new start. *gives a broad smile; he isn't really sure whether he's being flirted with or not, but since Qui-Gon is beyond uninterested, figures there's no harm*
Bruck: ::smiles and slightly touches Obi's arm, finding him pretty attractive:: Should we get a new bottle and get somewhere more... private?
Obi-Wan: *thinking, well, that answers that... wonders if this is a good idea, then just shrugs and smiles wider* Yes. That sounds like a good idea.
Bruck: ::gets a new bottle of the blue liquid and gets up, leading the way to a private room, smiling to himself::
Obi-Wan: *suddenly finds himself nervous and wonders what the Sith he's doing* So. *clears throat* How long are you on Coruscant for?
Bruck: ::pours some of the stuff into Obi-Wan's glass, then into his own:: Two weeks at least. We have several businesses to take care of here which will take us a while.
Obi-Wan: Hm. *looks at his glass, then at Bruck, and grins* And are you in the habit of seducing old creche nemeses, or am I a special case?
Bruck: ::laughs:: You have the same sense of humour I remembered about you. And nope, not having a habit of that ::takes another sip::
Obi-Wan: *raises an eyebrow and takes a sip, then finally lets himself look at Bruck properly* Siri would kill to be here now. *grins again*
Bruck: ::smiles:: Oh, would she now? ::fights to urge to just go and kiss Obi-Wan hard::
Obi-Wan: *nods, still grinning, leaning a bit closer* She would. I had a thought, too, that she should take my place tonight, but that would have been... counterproductive, I think.
Bruck: Yes, I guess it would have been. ::leans in even closer and kisses Obi, a bit shy at first::
Obi-Wan: *parts his lips and kisses back immediately, bringing his hand up to cup the side of Bruck's neck*
Bruck: ::deepens the kiss and leans into Obi-Wan's touch, his own hand on the back of Obi-Wan's neck::
Obi-Wan: *startled at the rate of speed this is happening, but remembering his master is always telling him to live in the moment--* Mmm--oh--*pulls back abruptly, flushed and embarrassed* What--what is this?
Bruck: A kiss, Obi-Wan. ::smiles::
Obi-Wan: *blinks* A kiss... *grins broadly* It is, isn't it. *cups Bruck's face in his hands and kisses him again, harder, sliding his tongue alongside Bruck's*
Bruck: : a bit surprised, returns the kiss, sucking at Obi-Wan's tongue, moans:: Mmmmmh
Obi-Wan: *moans in reply and loops his arms around Bruck's back, pulling him closer, then slides a hand over Bruck's chest almost questioningly*
Bruck: ::slides his hand underneath Obi-Wan's tunic, brushing over his right nipple, answering the silent question::
Obi-Wan: *shivers and moans again, skimming both hands under Bruck's tunic as well, pushing it up boldly and pressing closer, running his thumbs over Bruck's nipples in response*
Bruck: ::moans and opens Obi-Wan's tunic, then bends over to suck at Obi-Wan's right nipple, lightly pinches the left one::
Obi-Wan: *hisses in a breath and cups a hand around the back of Bruck's neck, arching slightly* That's--mmmh-- *shivers*
Bruck: ::looks up at Obi-Wan, smiling:: You taste good... ::licks and sucks the other nipple, scraping his teeth over it::
Obi-Wan: *groans softly and arches, then grips Bruck's arms and rolls over top of him, pinning him down and kissing him again*
Bruck: ::lifts his head to meet return the kiss, struggles a bit against the grip, but not really fighting it::
Obi-Wan: *grins into the kiss and then runs a hand over Bruck's hair, down his throat, and over his chest, grinding his hips down*
Bruck: ::leans into the touches, purring, lifts his hips to meet Obi-Wan's::
Obi-Wan: *groans at the sound Bruck makes and pulls up to look at him* I think... it's safe to say we've mended our differences.
Bruck: ::moans:: Oh yes... we've definitely mended our... ::gasps:: differences.
Obi-Wan: *slides a hand down between them and cups Bruck's erection through his leggings, making a questioning noise*
Bruck: ::answers the question by fumbling with Obi-Wan's pants, stroking his erection::
Obi-Wan: *groans again and gasps, kneading harder and then kneeling up over Bruck to work at getting him undressed*
Bruck: ::removes Obi-Wan's tunics as he lifts his hips so Obi can get his pants off, yanks Obi-wan's pants as far down as he can::
Obi-Wan: *allows a mindless tangle of arms and legs for a moment while the clothes come off, and then presses himself down over Bruck, sliding their cocks together and kissing him ravenously*
Bruck: ::moans into the kisses, pressing up against Obi-Wan, spreads his legs a little::
Obi-Wan: *trails his mouth down to Bruck's neck and licks and kisses it, then slides his hand down between Bruck's legs* Like this? *massages lightly, at his opening, teasing*
Bruck: ::groans:: Oh yes... ::sliding his hands over Obi-Wan's back, massaging his buttocks::
Obi-Wan: *does a bit of the dreaded gratuitous Force use and slips his fingers into Bruck, raising his head to meet Bruck's eyes* Still good?
Bruck: ::slides a finger over Obi-Wan's opening and moans:: Very good... ::gasping::
Obi-Wan: *groans and drives up against Bruck's hand* What... ah... what do you want? *kisses Bruck again hungrily*
Bruck: This... you... ::returns the kisses just as eager::
Obi-Wan: *scrambles off to one side, rummaging through a side table for lubricant, and grins sheepishly at Bruck* I can't-- *kisses him again, moving back over him* --can't concentrate enough to--use the Force for that. *squirms around a bit to get lube on his hand and then slips it down between Bruck's legs again, pushing two fingers in aggressively, watching*
Bruck: ::cries out with pleasure as Obi-Wan pushes the fingers into him, kisses him hard::
Obi-Wan: *moans into Bruck's mouth and starts to move his hand, driving deeper each time he moves his fingers*
Bruck: ::moves with Obi, sucking at his tongue, his nails raking over Obi's back::
Obi-Wan: *shudders and continues just briefly before pulling his hand away and settling himself between Bruck's legs* How do you like it? *grins* Should we pretend we still hate each other?
Bruck: ::grins back:: Don't stop... and yes... ::winks, breathless::
Obi-Wan: *pushes into Bruck sharply and puts on a more-or-less convincing show of really, really being angry with him* It's always--ngh--about you, isn't it. *starts to thrust* Always a--bastard. *has a bit of trouble not laughing again*
Bruck: ::cries out again, meeting the thrusts, then tries to put on a show himself:: I'd rather be a bastard... ::moans and scratches Obi's back lightly again:: than clumsy ::not very convincing, pants::
Obi-Wan: *laughs breathlessly and moans at the scratches, moving faster and harder and gripping Bruck's shoulders*
Bruck: ::gets close, wraps his legs around Obi-Wan's waist, clenches his cheeks rhytmically:: Force... Obi...
Obi-Wan: *lets out a high-pitched moan, almost a whimper, and clutches Bruck tighter to him, trying to wait--and then he comes, unable to help himself, shuddering and rocking into Bruck hard*
Bruck: ::with a little help of the Force, he pushes two fingers into Obi-Wan as Obi comes, cries out as he comes himself, shaking and panting::
Obi-Wan: *gives another gasping cry and then stills, heart slamming against his ribs* Force...
Bruck: ::kisses Obi:: Yeah... wow... ::totally spent::
Obi-Wan: *grins, bemused, and looks down at Bruck* Well. That was... unexpected.
Bruck: ::laughs:: It really was. i kinda expected the opposite ;)
Obi-Wan: *pulls out carefully and flops down beside Bruck* This'll make it a bit harder to go back to being ugly to each other. *turns his head and grins*
Bruck: ::winces a little bit as Obi pulls out and grins:: Just a tad ::chuckles::
Obi-Wan: *slowly grows a little more serious* You know... I don't think I ever really looked at you. You're really very attractive. *flushes, but doesn't look away*
Bruck: ::blushes:: I... can say the same about you. Well, I did think you are pretty... hot and attractive for a while. But with our past as rivals, and all that stuff that happened in between... I never said it, you know? ::smiles at Obi-Wan::
Obi-Wan: *settles closer and drapes an arm over Bruck's chest* Well, we know now, don't we? *bites his lip, wondering what Xanatos and Qui-Gon are going to think about this*
Bruck: ::nestles into the embrace:: Yes, we know now ::smiles:: I'm really glad we do.
Obi-Wan: I am, too. *strokes Bruck's hair*
Bruck: ::smiles at Obi and purrs a little bit:: we should do that more often ::winks and traces a finger over Obi's braid, smiling::
Obi-Wan: Yes. Definitely. *grins and nips at Bruck's bottom lip*
Bruck: ::hums and pulls Obi into a kiss:: Mmmmh