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Baths helped, they really did, whether Obi-Wan wanted to admit it or not, he and Cody both knew it to be true.
Cody had seen the limp the day before when it was just apparent enough to catch his attention. It was just a hitch in his step, it could have even looked like he had tripped over a pebble, but Cody knew it was his knee. Frankly, it was unsurprising. War was painful and brutal and took a toll on many of the Jedi, especially Obi-Wan. While the Jedi had not been quite clear about what the initial injury was, he knew that a long day on his feet meant Obi-Wan’s knee would be sore and aching.
Cody walked a few paces behind Obi-Wan as they entered his quarters. While Obi-Wan had been trying to hide the little grunts of pain while they traipsed through the thin halls of the Negotiator, now he let the little whimpers fly in the privacy of their own quarters. He limped over to the bunk in the corner of the room, head already falling into his hands.
Cody said nothing; he didn’t have to ask anymore if it hurt, because it did.
Instead, he sat down next to Obi-Wan and rested his face in the crook of his neck with a tender kiss. His hand stroked down Obi-Wan’s back across the bumps of his spine and over the tiny indents left by long scars. “How about a bath?” Cody mumbled into the skin of Obi-Wan’s neck and felt a hint of a nod. Pulling back to trace the lines of Obi-Wan’s face, he could feel the weariness leaking from him. Under disheveled robes and dirt-covered fingertips, he was a hollow man in need of a break, or maybe one less obligation, maybe one less conviction.
“I’ll go get it started. Do you need help?” Cody motioned down to the beaten pair of boots still on Obi-Wan’s feet.
“I’ll manage.” Obi-Wan mumbled while clearing his throat.
He ran the bath hot, steam filling the fresher as he searched through the cupboard above the sink for the little bottle of liquid bacta. A tip from one of his shinies the year before had been life-saving. A few drops of liquid bacta and a bit of some fruity healing oil from Naboo was surprisingly soothing. Cody did not know where in the sith-hells a shiny had learned that , and he sure as hell was not about to ask. It was so rare that Obi-Wan’s chronic pain responded to the low-grade pain medication the healers usually offered him, but if a little bacta in hot water was the only thing that would take the edge off, who was Cody to question it?
He waited for the water to nearly reach the top of the bath before shutting it off and putting a few drops of bacta and oil into the water. He grabbed the datapad he always left in the cupboard and let a bit of gentle music stream into the room as he lowered the lights and pressed back through the doorway into the main room.
Obi-Wan seemed to have managed to remove both of his boots and his belt and obi, but he sat staring at the floor with wide, unblinking eyes. “Hey, Obes?” Cody called gently, leaning against the door frame. Obi-Wan remained still for several moments before turning just enough to where he could catch Cody’s eye. “Ready?” Cody asked.
Another nod and Obi-Wan was on his feet and slowly maneuvering his way into the fresher. Cody watched him slowly and excruciatingly make his way toward the toilet to relieve himself before he began to tug on his pants with a grimace. Cody stopped him in his tracks, his own hands reaching to tug at the waistbands of his underwear and leggings while Obi-Wan pulled his tunic and undertunic over his head. Cody moved the fabric of his pants carefully over the inflamed knee. “Thank you.” Obi-Wan muttered, not even flinching under Cody’s gentle gaze. He was quieter than usual and obviously not letting on just how much the ache had settled into the tender muscles and tendons around his knee.
“You want me to come in too?” Cody asked as he tested the water with his hand to make sure it was not running too hot. “I can wash your hair, maybe massage out those knots in your back.” Obi-Wan offered him a wry smile.
“I’ll never say no to a naked Commander Cody.” The words came out slightly drier than usual, but Cody was happy to see that despite his weariness, Obi-Wan still maintained his sense of humor, however crude it was.
“Get your mind out of the gutter.” Cody said with his own tiny smile as he began to remove the top of his blacks. “And stop staring.” He said it just as he caught Obi-Wan’s eyes wandering downward as he tugged on the waistband of his pants.
Obi-Wan sunk into the bath with closed eyes and with wild hair floating just on top of the water. It always looked longer when it wasn’t neatly organized into it’s Jedi-worthy style. Relief flooded his features as his leg floated effortlessly in the clear water, the pain clearly resolving to a simmer. Obi-Wan had said once that the pain never truly left, it would just die down to a bearable, not entirely unpleasant ache.
“I’ll get in behind you.” Cody said after a moment and watched Obi-Wan’s eyes flicker open for a moment. He hummed some noise of approval and Cody pushed him forward so he could slip behind Obi-Wan.
They sat in a mutual silence for several minutes, Cody’s arms wrapped around Obi-Wan’s middle and tenderly stroking over the scarred flesh of Obi-Wan’s chest. Obi-Wan sunk into his embrace so easily, so naturally. It had been so long since they had been able to be this close without the fear of others noticing them. While rooming together was never explicitly questioned, neither of them would risk sleeping in the same cot, or even sharing a quick kiss in the dark. It was too risky, they always had been forced to wait.
Though it had been weeks, the touches were still natural.
Cody reached for the little bottle of shampoo and lathered up Obi-wan’s wet hair. He made sure to run the tips of his fingers through his amber locks just the way Obi-Wan liked. This little hum of satisfaction told Cody he was doing something right. Cody cupped water into his hands to pour over Obi-Wan’s soapy hair and smiled at the way Obi-Wan leaned back into his chest. Moments together, sharing their closeness, were never taken for granted.
Cody took to the soap and pressed Obi-Wan forward so he could lather it across his back and neck and then around to the hair on his chest. Cody did not miss the way Obi-Wan shivered under his touch. Peering around Obi-Wan’s shoulder, he could see his member resting up against his stomach. It had been so long .
Feeling bold, Cody grabbed more soap and let his hands wander down Obi-Wan’s stomach. His hand slipped across the little trail of hair before going lower. He brushed his fingers over the base of Obi-Wan’s cock which brought a small whimper to the Jedi’s lips. Cody paused for a minute, his breath ghosting over the pale flesh of Obi-Wan’ neck.
Cody pressed his lips against the skin of Obi-Wan’s neck and he kissed his way up toward the shell of Obi-Wan’s ear where he nipped at the soft flesh of his earlobe. Obi-Wan shivered under his touch as Cody continued the slow drag of his hand up and down Obi-Wan’s cock. Coy had him right where he wanted him. The Jedi was soft and malleable under his touch, even as Cody sucked on the sensitive skin between his shoulder and neck.
Cody continued the slow strokes, never providing Obi-Wan quite enough pressure to get him off. He dragged the process on, his other hand massaging at the tight muscles of Obi-Wan’s neck as he rolled Obi-Wan’s balls within his fingers gently. Cody could feel his own erection pressing hotly against Obi-Wan’s back, but he chose to ignore it. Tonight, he would take care of Obi-Wan; he needed it.
The water began to grow cold against Cody’s skin and he could see the gooseflesh appearing on Obi-Wan’s body. Hearing Obi-Wan sigh as a result, Cody removed his hand from where it was wrapped around his member and tapped at Obi-Wan’s shoulder.
“It’s getting cold, cyare . Let me help you out.” Cody stood and dried himself down quickly before taking Obi-Wan’s hands and guiding him out of the tub. While he still stumbled a bit with his bad leg, the pain didn’t quite reach his face the way it had before. Cody patted Obi-Wan’s upper body dry as the Jedi stood carefully on one leg to relieve pressure from his knee.
Obi-Wan’s cock was red, and nearly throbbing as Cody dragged the towel over his stomach and patted the dribbles of water from his legs. “Bed?” Obi-Wan asked breathily from above and Cody nodded in affirmation.
Obi-Wan hobbled out of the bathroom and had almost managed to swing his legs under the sheets of the bed. Cody stopped him.
“Let me take care of you.” Cody said gently and dropped down onto his knees by the side of the bed. He looked up at Obi-Wan to see the man cock an eyebrow at him with a small smirk forming on his lips.
“I certainly can’t say no to that.” Obi-Wan sat on the edge of his bed with his legs hanging open over the side exposing his painfully hard cock. Wasting no time, Cody guided it into his mouth with both hands and sucked him into the back of his throat. Running his tongue across the very tip before moving to cup Obi-Wan’s balls in one hand, Cody heard a deep moan escape past Obi-Wan’s lips.
It didn’t take long for Obi-Wan’s face to fall into bliss, his eyes closed and head thrown back in ecstasy. He looked beautiful, so natural and free with his hair cascading freely across his forehead. One of his hands wandered into Cody’s hair and curled into his hair.
Cody took his free hand and stroked down Obi-Wan’s shaft and began to flick his tongue over the tip as he felt the elder man shaking under his touch, so close to letting go. It only took one more gentle stroke of his tongue over the sensitive skin before Obi-Wan let go, come spreading across Cody’s mouth.
Cody watched Obi-Wan shudder through his orgasm as he gently stroked the skin of his inner thighs. Eventually, Obi-Wan fell down to his elbows as Cody wiped his face off and laid down by Obi-Wan’s side. His cock was rock solid against his stomach, but he ignored it for the time being. He would have time to take care of himself after he got Obi-Wan cleaned up and settled into bed.
Cody gently wiped the come from Obi-Wan’s thighs and stomach and pressed kiss to the skin of his cheek. “Hello, Cody.” Obi-Wan said wryly and caught Cody’s lips in a tender kiss.
“Hello Obes. Are you ready for some rest?” Cody asked softly and watched Obi-Wan’s eyes already drifting closed.
“I think I am now …What about you?” His eyes popped open, “ I can take–”
“Obi-Wan, you’re clearly tired, don’t worry about me. Just let me get… under control.” Cody said as he stood and grabbed a pair of fresh underwear from the wardrobe. He worked the underwear onto Obi-Wan and managed to get him off of the covers and under the sheets without too much of a struggle. He smiled as Obi-Wan nuzzled into the pillow and let out a satisfied exhale.
“Hurry up… need you.”
Cody took those words with him as he headed back toward the fresher. They needed each other, and he was more than happy about that.