Title:  Blind
Author: SanLyn Fen
Category: PWP
Rating:  NC17
Archive: Most likely anywhere. Just ask first so I 
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Disclaimer:Don't own him...just invite him to play
           occasionally - Naya is based on a friend
           of mine...hehehehe ..hope you like it ,
           girl! This one's just for you!
Note : I've been told that I'm very good at torturing
       my readers.... so I'm doing this in parts...  

       how many, I haven't decided yet....       
        Muwhahahahaha!                             
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   Naya lay on her back, staring up at the clear,
star-filled sky. The steady sound of breathing next to
her soothing her almost to sleep herself. A muffled
groan from beside her was followed by an arm being
draped across her stomach as Obi Wan rolled over,
snuggling in tighter next her.
   A grin swept across her face, and she slowly began
to stroke his back. Her fingers just barely touching
his skin, she trailed them slowly up and down his
spine. He moaned softly in his sleep, and she stroked
his hair with her free hand, enjoying the feel of the
soft spikes sliding through her fingers. Another soft
moan, this time followed by the unmistakable feel of
lips on her shoulder.
   "Is it morning yet? " he asked, his voice husky
from sleep, and mufflled by her shoulder.
Naya smiled, her hands continuing their teasing. "No.
Not by a long shot." she answered.
   He shifted slightly so that he could look toward
the horizon, checking for hints of dawn.   
   "Mmmm.....good." he said , looking down at her.Even
in the dark, she knew that he was grinning. Lowering
his head to hers, he caught her lips in his teeth,
gently nibbling, then sucking, then finally capturing
her mouth with his. She moaned, as his hand began to
stroke her back, and he released her mouth to trail
nibbling kisses down her throat.
   "Obi... " She gasped as his lips closed over a
nipple and he began to suck and bite playfully... a
growl rising in his throat.
    His braid wrapped frimly around one hand, she ran
the other down his back. She shifted slightly,
wrapping a leg around his waist, pulling him closer.
Obi Wan's mouth abandoned her breasts and started to
trail kisses down her stomach, his body shifting above
her. She squirmed as his hands slid underneath her,
lifting her, then moaned as his mouth closed over her,
his tongue delving inside. Her fingers tightened their
grip in his hair, keeping his head pinned between her
legs...
   She bit down on a scream as he began to suck on her
nub, the fingers of one hand toyed with a breast,
while the others stroked her ass.
   Naya moaned and writhed as he continued his
torture, her legs locked behind his head. She could
hear his soft moans as she bucked beneath his teasing
tongue. "Obi....! Stop..! Please.....stars...I
can't...can't..... "
   Obi Wan chuckled as he pulled himself free of her
legs , climbing over top of her to recapture her lips.
She moaned again, tasting herself on his lips, and
rolled over so that she sat straddling him.
   "My turn...." She said, grinning down at him, and
ran her fingers lovingly down his chest. Giving the
braid a playful tug, she leaned forward, playful
licking at his nipples. As she felt his hands grip her
as, she wiggled, making him groan. Naya looked up at
him, his eyes hazy with desire, and slide backwards
down his legs. She gently stroked his shaft from base
to tip, eliciting another moan, then leaned forward to
kiss the weeping tip
   "Mmmmmmmmmm...." Obi moaned , his fingers digging
into her shoulders as she kissed his member. Her
tongue darted out playfully, teasing along his length.

   "Naya...."
   She she blew gently, making him arch his back,
thrusting his hips upward. She opened her mouth,
swallowing as much of him as she could, her fingers
stroking his balls.
   "No...stop...."He gasped, and she suddenling felt
herself being pulled away. Obi-Wan lowered her gently
to the ground beside him, and looked down at her. "I
want to." He said, fingers circling her nipples
delicately. "Just me." Pulling her hand up to his lips
her kissed her palm. "I don't want you to do anything.
" His lips inched their way down her wrist, his tongue
flicking out to caress her skin. "Just lie there and
enjoy."
   She closed her eyes, relishing the sensation of his
lips trailing feather light kisses across her skin.
She heard him chuckle ."Even better..." And he let go
of her hand. "I'll be right back, love...don't move.
And keep your eyes closed."
   She smiled, her eyes obediently shut, listening to
him rustle about amoung their clothes. A moment later
, he was back, pulling her arms above her head. "Keep
them shut tight now...no peeking." She grinned
wondering what he was up to as she felt him kiss her
hands. Then she felt something being wound around her
wrists.
   "Obi....!Wha....?!"
   "Sshhhh." He said, placing one hand over her eyes,
while the other tugged on the binding. "Trust me." He
kissed her, lips stealing away any objections. Then he
moved again, and this time she felt cloth move across
her face. His lips returned to hers as he tied the
sash in place over her eyes. "There...that's better."
He purred.
   Naya felt him move away from her, tensed in
expectation.

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  The first took her completely by surprise and she
gasped out loud, her back arching. She could feel a
cool tickle as something wet ran down her stomach to
pool in her belly button.
  Obi's hands were on her hips, firmly pushing her
back down. Then she could feel his mouth on her,
sucking up the liquid. A low moan escaped her,
bringing an answering chuckle from Obi-Wan.
  Again the feel of droplets splattering against her,
made her arch her back, but this time Obi was ready
and stopped her from moving. She could feel the tickle
as it puddled in the hollow of her throat and
overflowed, running down the sides of her neck. Once
again Obi's lips stopped the droplets from escaping.
  He moved away from her for a moment, and she could
hear the sounds of him searching for something. She
squirmed. The cool night air raisiing goosebumps
across her passion-warmed flesh. She could feel heat
from one side and heard the crackle of flames and
wondered when Obi had rekindled the fire.
  The sudden return of his lips against hers, followed
by the weight of him as he straddled her, brought
another moan.
  "Are you enjoying this?" He asked, his breath hot
against her neck.
   "Mmmmmmmm.." was her only answer,her voice suddenly
refusing to work as his hands began massaging
something onto her breasts.
It was warmer than the droplets, and thicker...and she
could smell...
   Obi answered her thought as his sticky hand touched
her lips. "Do me a favor, love...clean this off for
me.."
   She flicked her tongue and the taste of honey
flooded her mouth. Awkwardly at first because she
couldn't see, she licked the sweet mess from his
fingers.
   His fingers free of honey, he shifted above her,
and she felt the sudden warmth of a tongue sliding
across her breast. Long, torturous licks were
interspersed with delicate nibbles, until her whole
body was quivering with tension, begging for release.
   Naya sucked her in breath as Obi-Wan moved off of
her again. She'd begged him for release, but he'd only
chuckled and continued his deliscious torture. Again
she heard him searching for something, and felt his
return.
   She wimpered, as she sensed him beside her, and he
stretched his body out next to hers. His lips
fastening on her throat, his hand ran down across her
belly to her nest of curls. Her hips bucked beneath
his hand, as his fingers stroked her. He muffled her
cries with another kiss, trailing away down her
throat. He withdrew his hand causing her to cry out,
and she suddenly found his moist fingers at her lips.
   She sent a tentative flick of her tongue out, and
he slid them inside her mouth. Her tongue moved over
his fingers, tasting her own juices,and she heard him
moan in response. As she suckled his fingers, she
became aware of a faint tickle moving along her ribs.
   The fingers withdrew as the tickle increased,
making her squirm. "Obi..." The tickling moved up her
body, sending peels of laughter through her. The
whispery touch of a feather against her lips preceeded
the return of his lips. The intensity of his kiss
stealing what little breath remain to her.
   Then he was above her, spreading her legs with his
own, his weight settling above her. She thrust upward
to meet him, and cried out in sheer joy as she felt
him fill her at last.
   Gone now was the playful gentlness, and in its
place was a fierceness she'd never felt from him
before. His thrusts were fast and powerful, each
forcing the air from her lungs in a gasp. She wrapped
her legs around him, drawing him closer, and he
growled into her mouth. His tongue mimicing his
movements, he thrust deeper, harder, his own breath
growing ragged.
  Naya's voice returned in a scream as she felt the
tension within her burst. Obi's hoarse shout echoing
her. He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily,
and after a moment she felt the cloth over her eyes
loosen.
  She blinked in the sudden glow of the fire and
looked up into the hazy blue eyes she so loved. He
smiled, kissing her once more as his hands worked at
untying her wrists. She returned his kiss, enjoying
the feel of his fingers gentling massaging her wrists.
   He moved on his side, curling around her, and
pulled the blanket up over them. "Happy  birthday,
Luv." He murmured in her ear, and Naya snuggled
closer, eyes already closing as exhaustion sought to
claim her.
   "Did you like your present?" He asked, and she
smiled sleepily.
Her mischievious side kicked in and she found herself
answering. "hmm.... it'll do... you cheap bugger,
you."