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Rating/Warnings: R; Violence; slash (Obi/Qui;Qui/Xan; Xan/Obi) more sexual content in this part than in previous parts; possible death of a charter
Summery: After an explosive fight, Obi-Wan storms off broken hearted and leaves Qui-Gon's world in shambles. Both struggle to come to terms with what's happened and the "deeper meanings" behind Qui-Gon's dream of Xanatos. Qui-Gon's meditations on this have left him with the sinking suspicion that Xanatos is behind everything. Now Qui-Gon can no longer sense Obi-Wan's force signature and Obi-Wan has been captured! Qui-Gon is relentless however and will chase Xanatos to the ends of the galaxy to find Obi-Wan. Mean while, Obi-Wan has found his capture to be an unsettlingly friendly Xanatos. Qui-Gon now knows Xanatos general destination and Obi-Wan's force sense is slowly coming back to him. Mean while, Obi-Wan has found his captor to be an unsettlingly friendly Xanatos. Obi-Wan has managed a short conversation with Qui-Gon when the force suppressing drug Xan gave him began to wear off, but now Xan is approaching from outside the door...
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Obi-Wan's POV:

Now I heard his steps as he drew close to the room, the door opened and Xanatos walked through. He had in one hand a tray of food and in the other a hypo spray. "Now, now, I thought I felt some thing," Xanatos shook his head, "have you been speaking with Qui-Gon?"

I had to bite my tongue to hold back my reaction. He walked across the room toward me and set the tray beside me on the bed, "If you promise to behave I'll undo the straps on your hands so you can eat easier."

Xanatos pressed the hypo spray to my neck and I felt the force slipping away from me again. "Do you promise?"

'How demeaning,' I nodded but stayed silent. Xanatos made quick work of the lock that held the leather strap tight about my wrists. One wave of his hand and it was done, no doubt he had done that just to flaunt the fact that I couldn't use the force.

I rubbed and rotated my sore wrists for a few moments and stretched out my back and shoulders. It felt so good, but it also made the ache in my ankles and knees more noticeable. "Eat now; I want you to have your strength."

I was too hungry after two days (or was it three?) without food or water to care about what he might want me to "have my strength" for. I thankfully ate the food. It was a meagre meal of bread and fruit with some kind of dried meat, but it was good enough. I had to remind myself not to eat so fast that it came up again. When I was finished I drank down the glass of water.

A quick flick of his wrist and Xanatos had the tray by my feet, and a moment later he was nearly on top of me. Hands newly freed, I fought back with all my might, but my muscles were sore and slow from lack of use. Xanatos easily grabbed my arms and held them behind my back. He breathed in my ear, "If you struggle, beautiful one, I'll have to put that strap back on your wrists."

Was it worth struggling? Probably not, but I couldn't bring myself to give in to this. I closed my eyes and tried to get away again. "Look at me Obi-Wan," he whispered, his voice dripped with lust.

I sat straight up which freed me from his grasp, if only temporarily, and I opened my eyes although I kept them down cast. Gentle fingers caressed my cheek and tilted my chin back, "Look at me, Obi-Wan," his words where spoken as a soft caress just as his touch was.

I looked at him hesitantly, I opened my mouth to speak, and then shut it again. I knew it would do no good. "Do you want a shower, Obi-Wan? You smell as if you haven't bathed in a few days."

'Gods, that would be a double edged sword if I ever saw one,' I shook my head slowly, trying not to appear too adamant, but my answer was no.

"Pity," Xanatos said hardly above a whisper. He released my arms and leaned against my chest with one arm effectively pinning me to the wall, and with the other hand he found the knot that secured my obi. My eyes opened wide and I struggled to free myself.

"Do I need to put that back on you?" Xanatos absent-mindedly gestured to the leather strap that had secured my wrists earlier. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to centre myself.

I looked into his eyes with a pleading submissive expression, "Please don't do this." I could barely get the words out.

Xanatos met my eyes with a surprisingly kind smile, and a wave of his hand and the strap around my ankles was undone. "You are just so irresistible when you're scared like this."

My obi was off and in his hand before I knew what happened. Xanatos backed off and sat beside me, "Take off your boots."

How I had longed to take my boots off for the last few days, but now I dreaded it. It took a moment to stretch out my legs enough that they didn't protest to my bending them enough to pull off my boots. Once they were off they floated, under Xanatos's control, to what I had correctly guessed was the closet.

Xanatos moved close to me again and slid his hands into my tabard and outer tunic. "You're trembling Jedi," he whispered in my ear and then circled my ear lobe with his tongue. I recoiled instinctively only to smack my head hard against the wall behind me.

That hypnotic laughter came out of Xanatos again, "Relax, Obi-Wan, at this rate you won't need *me* to hurt you; you'll do all of my work for me." Then he leaned in close again and slid off my tabard and outer tunic. I could feel the heat of his hands through my thin under tunic and his hands slid up my chest he stroked my neck with one hand and my hair with the other.

"Mmmm..." he kissed my temple. Then cupped my face in his hands and pulled me in for a kiss. I couldn't breathe, I felt so ashamed and helpless. He ran the tip of his tongue around the inner edges of my lips easing them apart before engulfing me in a strong kiss.

"No!" I mustered all the strength I had to push him back, "Stop it!"

That wicked grin that promised all of my fears would come true was back on his lips again. "And why would I stop now? Hhuummm... Obi-Wan, why should I?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but shut it again. 'I will not beg this incorrigible beast for anything, that's what he wants.' "You'll have to do better than that if you want me to stop."

I glared at him, and I could feel my anger mounting again. "Shame on you Jedi," Xanatos shook his finger at me, "all that hate and anger in you, I can feel it you know. It runs as hot as your blood through your veins."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath; I let it out slowly and centred myself. "It’s too bad I'll have to kill you eventually, you're just adorable when you do that," he pressed a crushing kiss to my lips and held me still with his hands. Xanatos moved to sit straddling my waist as he plundered my mouth. How I fought to get loose but there was nothing I could do. My struggling only excited him more so at last I just went limp and let him do as he pleased.

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