Falls of Water

by: Kathy

Rating R sex in this one

Pairing: Obi/Padme, and if you don't like this pairing, here is a thought: don't read it.

Disclaimer: AoTC was awesome, Obi and Padme were wonderful!! I don't own them, George does. George!! I bought lots of AoTC stuff!! :)

Archive: AURA, The Realm, SaraC's Star Crossed Souls site, Hidden Love, au_fanfic temple, WWoMB, and if anyone else would like it, please just ask. :)

Author's Notes: Continuation to Waterfall, finally

May 26, 2002

Falls of Water

by Kathy

Chapter Two of Waterfall

Padme jumped as the droplets landed on her shoulder, and spun around. "Oh!!" She blinked, and took a step back. She dropped her slippers and her dress to the ground. There was Obi-Wan Kenobi, in front of her. He watched as the contents in her hand fell to the marble slab in front of her feet. She took another step back, and could now feel the water as it hit her, lightly on the back. The Jedi was half dressed, dripping wet, his hair slicked against his face and cheek, openly he watched her. She swallowed hard as she noticed his lightsaber in his hand, by his hip, his chest rose and fell heavily. The water from the falls splashed up onto her body, making her shiver under his gaze. He did not say a word, just took another step towards her. She backed up completely under the waterfall now; her slip plastered itself to her body under the currents. Padme's eyes widened as she also realized where he was looking.

She blushed, even as she stepped back further, and put her hands across her breasts. The slip was still on, but she may as well be completely undressed now.

The Jedi silently looked at her, his gaze now roamed back up to her face. Her cheeks became hot under the gaze of those eyes. "I thought I was alone." She managed to get out, her voice almost failing her. She wanted to crawl into the rock face.

"I had thought the same," he finally spoke. "Imagine my surprise after I felt you here... and still you hid in the shadows." His tone of voice gave no hint as to whether he was angered or just plain surprised. Padme was getting nervous. He had every right to be furious. "Do you enjoy hiding and watching men shower, m'lady?" Had Padme not been so on edge, she would have noticed the slight smile tugging at his mouth.

Padme did not like where this was going. "I think I should be going, we can discuss this tomorrow when we are both more... at ease." It was an honest mistake, what did she have to be embarrassed for? She went to step towards her dress, to wrap it around herself, she was going get out of here, now. She did not even have the time to allow the thought across her mind, before the material flew across the grove.

Obi-Wan watched her step back again under the water, her hair pulling from the bindings that held it up. It clung to her cheeks, and flowed down her back in the rivulets of water washing down her body. "No, m'lady. It is my turn to watch you."

"What do you intend to do with that lightsaber?" Padme asked. She could not hide the nervousness in her voice now.

Obi-Wan calmly smiled, as he slowly hooked his lightsaber to his belt, and took it off. Padme watched where his hands moved, watched his arms as he slowly laid his belt on the marble slabs. She looked back up into his gaze, her eyes locked with his. "Drop your arms, Padme." She did as she was told, without question. He walked towards her, his hand coming up into view. He wound the light material in his hand, and pulled at it gently. It ripped from her skin easily, and he tossed it away like a rag. Obi-Wan unlaced his leggings, he let them hang on his hips and stepped under the water. Obi-Wan pulled the shivering lady into his embrace.

She could feel the material of his tunic against her wet breasts, as the Jedi's skin now pressed closer to her body. He dropped his head down to her mouth, and kissed her passionately. His tongue slid across her lips, his beard roughly caressed her chin. Padme opened her mouth, and let his tongue claim hers. She wound her hands together behind his neck, as he ran his hand down the wetness on her back. The desire he felt for her, made her bend back in his embrace.

As he still continued to kiss her, Obi-Wan picked her up in his arms. The motion forced Padme to wrap her legs around his waist. She could feel the rhythm of his breathing increasing steadily. He reached out and placed a hand behind her, against the rocky backsplash. Quickly, the thought went through her mind, 'What would someone think if they walked up and saw the Senator and her Jedi protector in this passion embrace?' The protest quickly left her mind as Obi-Wan slid inside her. She moaned in pleasure.

"No one..." he breathed heavily, "is around." He kissed her neck, he sucked on it, as his teeth pulled the sweet softness into his mouth, he growled deep in his throat. He continued his movements inside her, as he marked her. "But, I will stop if m'lady wishes," he whispered.

"Oh please, please, please... don't.. stop Jedi." Padme was barely getting the words out, as Obi-Wan continued moving inside her.

He ran his bearded chin up her neck, to her ear and spoke quietly, "You like this, don't you?" His voice dripped with his lust, his arm wrapped tighter, he pulled her closer against his chest. She could feel the water seeping through his open tunic, onto her breasts. She shivered, as he spread his legs open more, balancing her weight. "Harder?" Obi-Wan asked, his deep voice whispering in her ear. "Faster?"

She moaned in with pleasure, her nails digging into his shoulders. Every time she heard his voice, her heart quickened. She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin, the roughness of his beard, the rough linen of his tunics... She could feel herself losing her control, her body begging for release. She called out his name as she came, violently around him.

"Harder? You like it harder, don't you?" More a statement, than a question, the Jedi dropped his hands down to her rear, and began pumping her harder. His throat was filled with grunts as he slid into her, harder and faster. "Oh Padme, you feel so good. So good." He leaned his head back, and Padme could watch the look on his face as he came inside her. The warmth of his orgasm shot off inside her, making him slid even more in her.

His eyes remained closed, as his body shuddered in relief. She wondered briefly how long he had been waiting for this release. Slowly, his face relaxed but his eyes remained shut, he was still inside her. She leaned forward, and he pulled her close to him.

Obi-Wan opened his eyes, looking up at the skies. He did not want to pull out of her, he wanted to hold her like this forever. The night was young, made for lovers, the moon was beautiful and the Jedi and Senator held onto each other for many moments, under the waterfall.

The End