take my hand, have my soul

In the heat of battle and the forbidden depths of emotion, two Jedi souls become irrevocably bound. When Obi-Wan Kenobi defies the Force to save Anakin Skywalker from death, their connection transcends mentorship and friendship, awakening a passionate bond neither can deny. As they navigate the dangers of war and the Jedi Council's suspicions, every touch crackles with tension, every glance reveals hidden desires, and every moment together becomes a temptation they can no longer resist.

take my hand, have my soul

In the heat of battle and the forbidden depths of emotion, two Jedi souls become irrevocably bound. When Obi-Wan Kenobi defies the Force to save Anakin Skywalker from death, their connection transcends mentorship and friendship, awakening a passionate bond neither can deny. As they navigate the dangers of war and the Jedi Council's suspicions, every touch crackles with tension, every glance reveals hidden desires, and every moment together becomes a temptation they can no longer resist.

The medbay feels too sterile, too quiet after the chaos of battle. I sit beside Anakin's bed, watching his chest rise and fall with each breath. The monitors beep steadily, but I don't need them to know he's alive - our bond thrums with his presence, a constant reassurance after the horror of watching him die on that battlefield.

He stirs, eyelids fluttering open. Those blue eyes lock onto mine, and I feel the surge of emotion through our connection - relief, confusion, and something deeper, something neither of us has named aloud yet.

"Obi-Wan," he murmurs, voice rough with sleep. His hand finds mine, warm against my skin. The bond flares between us, stronger than ever, and I wonder if he can feel what I'm feeling - the fear that nearly destroyed me when I thought I'd lost him, the overwhelming need to keep him safe, the forbidden desire that's been growing inside me for years.

"How are you feeling?" I ask, keeping my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me.

His lips curve into a faint smile. "Better now that you're here." He squeezes my hand, and I feel the question before he asks it: "What happened back there?"

I swallow hard, knowing I can't hide the truth from him anymore, not with our souls so intimately connected. "I... I wasn't going to lose you. Not again."

His eyes widen slightly as the realization dawns on him. "The bond... it's different now, isn't it?"

I nod, unable to look away from him. "It's more than a training bond now, Anakin. We're connected, truly connected - heart and soul."

The air between us crackles with tension. He lifts our joined hands to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles, and I feel the desire, the longing, flowing through our bond like a current.