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literally me when I completed this lol
Chapter III
Hyperspace, en route to Dathomir
The Zabrak felt his mate stir under his embrace, awakening him from his peaceful slumber. The Padawan’s eyes slowly shifted open, her captivating blue eyes looked up slowly, meeting his own. “Hello there, Maul.” She yawned, looking up towards him slowly. Her captivating eyes stared into his yellow ones warmly.
“Awake so soon?” Maul said, his silken voice echoed through the small cockpit.
Obi-wan hummed an answer, “Yes,” she nuzzled the top of her head against his chin. “Did you sleep well also?"
Maul felt a small flicker of content wash through him from Obi-wan's question for his well-being. It warmed him.
He purred a reply, “I have..”
Obi-wan wrapped her arms around his red and black neck, her soft breasts pushed against his broad chest. Obi-wan straddled him, wrapping her legs around his waist in the pilot’s seat. Their warm bodies were against each other, sharing their comforting body heat together.
Obi-wan stared at the Dathomirian’s face, studying his features. Maul’s throat rumbled, his hands stroked her smooth skin. They glided down from her side, reaching her waist. He squeezed possessively, a low growl rumbled deep from his throat. Obi-wan smirked, her face inches away from his own. Their eyes locked with one another for a few moments. Their eyes searched one another, the Force between the Human and Zabrak hummed. The girl initiated a kiss.
She cupped his soft tattooed cheek, leaning in to taste the male’s black and red lips. Maul met the kiss shyly, slightly stunned by her show of affection for him. As their lips danced against one another, her plush flesh tasted like the flavorful nectar from the planet Altunna. Maul growled hungrily, as he felt his mate nip at his lower lip playfully. As they continued their shared kiss, his rough hands explored her delicate body subconsciously. Their kiss deepened, as Obi-wan’s tongue entered his wet cavern. The human whimpered wantonly, as their tongues slowly wrestled with one another. Maul brought his hands against the girl’s plush buttocks, giving them another squeeze. Obi-wan slowly pulled away, licking her lips as she did so. Maul looked away, frowning slightly.
The young girl tilted her head, giving a look of concern, “Maul..? Are you alright?”
The Zabrak sighed, his gaze avoiding her own, “Yes, I am. It’s just.. no other has ever given me such.. attention. ”
Obi-wan brought a hand against the side of his face, softly making his horned head face her. Those yellow orbs bore down into her own brightly.
“I will always show you affection, Maul. It’s called love, ” she said. “Love is the key part of the Jedi Order, along with grace, gratitude, and selfless-”
Maul’s low, warning growl interjected through her speech, “Don’t remind me of your precious Jedi Order, Kenobi,” his eyes narrowed. “It reminds me of him.”
Obi-wan scowled at his first comment, but then her face softened. She asked, “I’m assuming this ‘him’ is Darth Sidious?”
Maul breathed a heavy sigh, grounding out an answer, “Yes. He was my Master.. Sidious was one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy, one of the most cruel, and inhuman monsters that taught me the ways of the Dark Side,”
Obi-wan stifled a small sigh, placing yet another gentle kiss on his tattooed forehead. She felt the Zabrak’s disgust, and hate for his former Master through the Force. She winced slightly, feeling his pain.
She then asked him innocently, “Do you want to talk about it..?” she quickly added,“You don’t have to talk about it though too, Maul.. but it is healthy to inform others of what happened..”
Maul grimaced, his jaw clenched slightly. “I have already given you details of what he did. But I suppose.. I will tell you more. For you are my mate.”
Obi-wan blushed slightly at Maul referring her to his ‘mate’. She rested her head on his chest. She listened to his heart that pumped powerfully within him, and he began his story.
“When I was a mere child, I remembered being taken care of by my brother.. Talzin, my mother, was there also, as well as a few other Nightsisters,” he breathed shakily, “I remember a black shuttle that arrived onto my homeplanet. If I remember, Talzin told me to hide with my brother. She met Sidious, trying to divert him away from me..”
Obi-wan felt pain arise within him, as if his soul was being fractured once more. She felt Maul’s fingers dig slightly into her skin, but she ignored it.
“I hid.. but he found me ,” Maul growled. “Sidious took me away, forcing me to become his apprentice.”
Obi-wan felt a twinge of sorrow for the Zabrak.
Maul continued through gritted teeth, “I was trained under him, forcing me to undergo intense training, and cruel treatment.. for fourteen years, I was under his wing. Until now.”
A moment of silence invaded the room, leaving the two to succumb to their thoughts.
Eventually, Obi-wan broke the thick silence, “Well, at least we’re safe.. besides, do you know Sidious’s true name..? I can alert the Jedi Order, and put a stop to him-”
Maul’s glare instantly made the fledgling Jedi Knight quiet.
“You will not try to do any of those things, Kenobi. Do you understand? If my Master were to know of me telling you this information, you will die. ”
Obi-wan faltered slightly at the Zabrak’s harsh statement, but she felt pure irritation erupt within her.
“So what if I die? Based on my knowledge that you gave me, I’ll be very sure to get all the help we can, and will, throw your Master into the darkest cell of Coruscant’s prison!”
Obi-wan sighed angrily as Maul countered, “I will never let you die Kenobi, let alone get hurt.” he hissed. “You Jedi are always quick to sacrifice themselves. It almost amazes me.” he ended in a coarse growl.
The girl huffed, shifting her body slightly under his grasp. “Well, at least we are doing something that helps others.” she sighed.
Maul’s nose wrinkled slightly at his partner’s slight show of dominance, but this made his respect for the Jedi grow. She had spirit, he will give her that. Kenobi was an excellent choice as a partner, for she was gorgeous, fit, and always so keen to help others.
Except for you. You disgusting creature. You are not able to become her mate, you pitiful worm.
Maul clenched his jaw, as that same voice hissed through his mind. The whisper sounded akin to his former master’s, always degrading him and spitting out cruel statements within his mind. Maul gave a low, annoyed growl, as he forced it away to lock it within the back of his mind.
Obi-wan scowled, and began to slowly tear herself away from the Dathomirian’s grasp.
She huffed, “I’m going to take another shower,” she then glared at him, “And I expect you not to come in. I want my privacy.”
Maul gave her a devilish grin in return.
As the young woman shifted her body away from him, she gasped slightly, as she felt his manhood slid out from within her cunt. A slight, pleasurable shock stung the young padawan as the large, alien cock removed itself from her own. Obi-wan’s cheeks quickly flushed with embarrassment. Maul purred aloud by this, obviously amused. His cock was grew hard once more. The Dathomirian's erection grew while his eyes hungrily scanned the girl's perfect body.
The naked female quickly wrapped a towel around herself, skittering towards the refresher within the large ship. She left Maul to contemplate with his own thoughts, along with dealing with his straining arousal for his mate. But he was well disciplined, and he will respect her privacy.. for now.
He studied the whirling blue and white wisps of hyperspace, before a small beep sounded, indicating that the pair was about to arrive at their destination. He then felt a tingle of excitement course through him, nearly making the Dathomirian shiver with delight. His anticipation for reuniting with his mother grew like a weed, along with meeting his brother. He tapped several buttons, and pushed a steel lever.
The ship gave a small lurch, and streaks of stars and light littered the front viewport. Only then, the crimson red planet of his homeworld was revealed to him. Smiling like a small youngling, which was an extremely rare sight, Maul directed the garbage ship into the planet’s atmosphere. As he flew the ship, orange, crimson, and dull red mountains and canyons were bestowed before the former Sith’s yellow and orange eyes.
Repressed, nostalgic memories seeped into his mind. As the large shuttle soared through the hazy sky of Dathomir, the Zabrak found a fit enough area to land the garbage ship onto. Guiding the controls, Maul directed the craft onto a flat cliff. Fire lichen scored the ground in several areas, whilist groups of crimson plants that resembled pods were scattered in several areas. Mushlings, they were called. The ship let out a loud, metallic groan and a hiss, as it landed on the smooth stone platform. A cloud of light red dust billowed from under the ship.
Maul leaned back in the pilot’s chair, still adorned in the towel from several hours before. He heard the dull hiss of the refresher door, and light footsteps of his mate approach from behind.
“We have arrived, Kenobi.” he stood from his chair, turning to face the young girl. Her blue eyes met with his own for a sparse moment, before averting away shyly. “I suppose I'll go and venture out to see what your homeplanet has in store for us,” she gave a bashful look towards the Zabrak when her eyes wandered his chest.
“And you should go take a shower in the ‘fresher. You smell like a bantha.” she teased.
The Zabrak growled, “Stay near the ship, Kenobi. Do not leave without me,” he warned, “The Nightsisters won’t take strange off-worlders kindly.”
The girl gave a nod, giving the former Sith a mischievous smile. “Will do.”
Obi-wan turned, and left the cockpit of the garbage ship. She was dressed in her tunic, for it wasn’t as contaminated with Lotho Minor’s grime as her brown Jedi robes were. As Obi-wan entered the large compartment of the ship, she made a bee-line for the ship’s iron door. Eager to explore Maul’s homeworld, the inquisitive girl pressed several buttons next to the ship’s exit. The door opened with a soft hiss.
Once the door was open, a gust of hot air hit her. Her long, auburn hair bounced slightly from this intrusion. But nevertheless, Obi-wan stepped outside from the ship. The girl checked for her weapon, which was hung tight along her waist. Giving a satisfied sigh, she looked to Dathomir. Her wide, greyish blue eyes observed Dathomir’s mountainous range before her, along with its peculiar, slightly monstrous flora.
The land was a dull crimson, and a strange mist blanketed the mysterious atmosphere. The fledgling Jedi stepped from the ship, cautiously setting foot on the rough plateau. As Obi-wan walked further away from the ship, the girl looked towards a wall of rock, and observed an odd plant that scored the wall. It glowed a bright orange in some areas, and it looked rough to the touch.
It looked to have a spongy look, and Obi-wan craved to touch it.. but she knew better not to. Turning away from the rock, she looked back towards the ship cautiously. Maul wasn’t there, and she smirked. Driven by her intense curiosity, along with her signature defiance, Obi-wan decided to rebel against the Zabrak’s warnings.
She had her trusty lightsaber by her side, along with Force. What could go wrong?
Obi-wan walked further away from the ship. As she walked among the rock, she traced her fingers against the smooth, cold stone. She closed her eyes, breathing in the crisp, hot air of the planet.
She then heard a small creature squeak below her. Obi-wan looked to see where the origin of the odd sound was coming from, and she saw a meager, rodent-like creature dart from her. Behind her, she heard a low, guttural growl.
Obi-wan’s small hand immediately snaked down towards her waist to grab her weapon. She immediately turned, unsheathing her lightsaber. She met an ugly creature, which nearly resembled a rancor, but it’s size was much smaller. It’s large head was blunt, with two tusks that emerged from it’s slightly parted jaws. Its two slits that resembled its nostrils flared as it looked at the brilliant rod of light that glowed in front of it.
Its snout wrinkled into a terrible, loud snarl. It gnashed it’s large teeth, as the monstrous creature began to circle Obi-wan. But the girl was calm. Holding her lightsaber at the ready, she anticipated the creature to pounce.
The animal’s large, burly arms tensed slightly, the being’s claws dug into the stone. It left long claw-marks within the stone. The girl looked into the creature’s black beady eyes, waiting. The creature pounced. Stretching it’s long arms towards Obi-wan, the creature snarled. Using this to her advantage, she rolled to the side, using her weapon to slice against the animal’s side.
It shrieked, and Obi-wan heard the familiar, fresh sizzling of skin being burned. Obi-wan stood up once more, holding her lightsaber in front of her to drive the large animal back. The reptilian-like creature then stood on its hind legs curling its claws. Obi-wan looked up, not faltering by the beast’s attempt to frighten her. It lunged for her once more, making the mistake to grab for her glowing weapon.
Obi-wan immediately swung her lightsaber towards the animal’s large arms, slicing it’s limbs off. A terrible, ear-piercing screech sounded from the animal. Both of the animal’s arms fell onto the ground. The black, crisp flesh broiled from the intense heat of the lightsaber. The creature gave one last final stand. It snapped its jaws, savagely lunging towards her. The girl dove to the side, dodging the beast. She rolled onto the ground, dust clouded from the harsh impact.
Slightly shocked, and still had a small high from adrenaline within her, the fledgling Jedi slowly stood up. She brushed the dust from herself saying to herself, “Whew.. that was a close one.”
Obi-wan swallowed, looking towards the now slain beast. She then heard an irritated, familiar husky voice from behind.
“What did I tell you?”
Blast.
Obi-wan turned, and met the visibly angry and handsome, Maul. He was dressed in his black Sith robes. Obi-wan replied in a smooth, matter-of-fact tone, “I was just exploring. I happened to bump into a creature of sorts,” she quickly added, “Nothing too bad.”
Maul then looked towards the animal that Obi-wan took care of, then back to her. His yellow eyes blazed as they bore into her own. She crossed her arms and sassed, “Loth-cat got your tongue?”
This caused the Zabrak to stalk towards her dangerously. His head was low, almost akin to a silent, and deadly predator.
This caused the girl to instinctively back away, and she warned him, “Maul. ”
Soon, she was trapped behind a wall of crimson stone. Her eyes darted around, looking for any chance of escape. Anxiety coursed through her, as the Zabrak curled his tattooed lip, revealing his teeth.
Soon enough, Maul loomed over the girl, looking down towards her. Obi-wan grit her teeth, looking away.
“Did you not listen to me, mate? ” Maul growled. “You were strictly told to stay by the ship! Not wandering around like some stupid youngling!”
Obi-wan shot back, “Well, believe you me, I can clearly take care of myself!” she pointed at the limp beast for emphasis. The two stared at one another for a hot minute, the Force around them buzzed from their intense emotions shared between one another.
Out from the corner of Obi-wan’s eye, she spotted a thin wisp of lime-green mist. The Zabrak turned to where his mate observed. Instinctively, he wrapped an arm around her waist. Obi-wan didn’t mind this particular action, in fact, it warmed her. Nevertheless, she continued to observe the odd green wisps that curled and shot around the pair.
Maul’s nose wrinkled slightly, “Stay by me, Kenobi,” he whispered.
She nodded in response, hearing peculiar whispers and quiet, ghostly screams. Then an old, phlegm voice broke the intense silence, “My son.. has returned.”
A large, green cloud formed, and a elder humanoid woman emerged. Her face was pale, and black facial patterns marked her face. She was adorned in a scarlet dress, and thin, paper-like appendages were attached to the Nightsisters shoulders. “Mother..” Maul greeted, cautiously walking up towards her. His eyes were wide, the Zabrak’s breathing became slightly erratic from his excitement.
The Nightsister brought the Zabrak into a hug, leaving Obi-wan to watch the entirely bizarre scene.
A former Sith hugging his mother? Obi-wan’s brow furrowed from the enigma.
The Elder Nightsister asked, breaking away from her Son's hug, “And who is this?” she looked over towards the fledgling Jedi, her cryptic silver eyes studied the girl. “A Jedi?”
The red and black tattooed Zabrak looked over towards Obi-wan and said, “She is my mate.. her name is Obi-wan Kenobi. She was a Jedi.”
The Nightsisters' eyes widened at Maul’s mention of Obi-wan being his ‘mate.’ “This girl has shown strength,” her brow furrowed as she studied the fledgling Jedi. “My name is Mother Talzin, but you may address me as Talzin.”
Obi-wan nodded shyly, smiling at Talzin. A slight blush crept over her face. “Come come, I will host a special celebration for the both of you,” Talzin then formed into a cloud of green mist, floating away slowly.
Maul looked over towards Obi-wan, and she gave him a small smile. She walked towards him, and felt his anxiety through the Force. She gently took his hand, saying, “Don’t worry, Maul.”
She soothed him. Maul gave her a rare, kind smile. He squeezed her hand, pulling her close. The two followed Talzin, venturing deeper into Dathomir.
Dathomir
1 Year Later
Soft breathing was issued within a small room, and two huddled figures were laid amongst a large, comfortable bed within the center of the room. Several candles that were stationed by the wooden bedside flickered and licked within the air, and several curls of smoke lightly danced from the small hungry flames. A feminie figure shifted beside a larger, more brawny figure as well. A soft yawn was emitted by her, and she stretched her jaws wide, excluding her tiredness. Her light blue eyes, tinged with grey, were half-lidded from grogginess of sleep. The other, larger bulk shifted as well, and a low, muffled growl was sounded from his throat. Draping an arm over the young female, he pulled her close, pressing her back against his chest. A smile shone on the female human’s face, and she whispered, her tone smooth and gentle, “Well good morning, love.”
The Zabrak heaved a dull sigh, and he nuzzled her neck slowly in a compassionate manner. He seemed to murmur something, but she couldn’t catch it. The young woman breathed a small sigh, and she squirmed slightly within his grasp, wanting out. She mumbled, “Come on, Maul. Let me go,”
Yet again, a grumpy growl was issued by the red and black tattooed Dathomirian. He finally rumbled a reply, his grip tightened against her, “ No. ”
She rolled her eyes. The young girl slowly rolled over, facing the larger Zabrak.
The two laid next to one another within the comfort of their bed, soft blankets riddled and swaddled them both. She quipped an eyebrow, and blew a piece of her auburn hair from her freckled face. The Force gently surrounded the two, giving them a sense of comfort and calm. The two of them forged a Bond within the Force, and it was strong, and full of passion. The Zabrak’s golden yellow eyes stared back into her own, and the young couple stared into one another for a few moments. Slowly bringing a hand towards Maul’s tattooed cheek, she caressed his flesh lovingly, tracing the unique tattoos with her thumb.
His body was art, and intricately designed as well.. And she worshipped it. Nevertheless, the Zabrak slowly brought his face near, until their noses touched. The woman felt a sense of love and admiration for him, and Maul initiated a kiss. Their lips touched once more, and began to dance against each other. The young woman breathed softly, and she felt Maul’s large frame shift against the bed, bringing himself over her. While he did so, he nibbled and nipped her lip, and she let out a soft whimper. He whispered, “Kenobi..”
Obi-wan smiled against their shared kiss, and she felt Maul’s bold tongue delve inside her wet cavern. A low rumble of a growl was sounded from the dominating Zabrak once more, and he sniffed the air. He smelled Kenobi’s rising scent of arousal, and he brought himself away from her sweet lips.
Now, he brought his horned skull down, and began to riddle her neck with soft kisses, and left occasional nibbles as well. A content sigh was emitted from Obi-wan, and she brought her small hands to caress his broad shoulders. She let her fingers slide towards his head as well, tracing the tattoos.
(A habit that she adapted.. She simply loved the intricate designs that riddled his entire frame,) e
ventually, she too rubbed the bases of his horns, knowing full well that he liked the action. A low purr was sounded from the Zabrak as she traced her fingers around the bases of his horns, and he began to move into more erotic territory among her body. His eyes flickered upwards, catching the beautiful woman’s blue eyes within their shared dimly lit room. Her bare stomach fluttered as he brought a clawed hand towards her left breast. He squeezed the piece of soft flesh, and Maul was always fond of Kenobi’s small breasts. And he was enjoyed by the sounds that his mate elicited as he toyed with her flesh.
“ Maul.. ”
He brought his tongue to lazily circle her areola. A small whimper was heard, and the Zabrak eyed the young female human’s brow creased in pleasure. His purring seemed to become louder, and encouraged by her whimper, alongside her small fingers digging into his skull, and he brought himself even lower down her small body.
He smelled her arousal, and he brought a clawed hand to tear away her panties that she wore, that shielded her sex from him. Deciding to toy with his mate, the former Sith Apprentice blew against her now exposed mound. A shocked squeak was elicited, and Maul rumbled a chuckle. He looked up, and saw Kenobi giving a scowl down towards him. He lowered his fiery gaze, and brought his tongue to slide against her sensitive clit, and the Zabrak felt her shiver.
Through the Force, Maul felt her pleasure that radiated in smooth waves. He too basked within it, and he enjoyed how she tasted against his tongue. He continued repeating the same action, and circled his tongue around her sensitive bud, and dipped within the folds of her flesh.
Maul slid his hands and held her inner thighs, being careful not to scratch his prize with his claws. Although he did dig into her flesh, but this was set as a mere reminder of who she belonged to. Him. Along with giving a low growl that sounded from his tattooed throat. He quickened his actions, as he felt Kenobi’s rising pleasure tense within their shared Bond. He felt her muscles tense, and she whimpered which turned into a beautiful moan for him to hear.
Obi-wan felt her rising orgasm seethe within her, and Maul’s tongue worked wonders on her.. As it always did. She rubbed her fingers around his horns, and she felt her toes subconsciously curl. Her chest fluttered, and she bit her lip suppressing a moan that was bound to be loud. She heard the Zabrak growl, as he seemed slightly irritated that she didn’t release that exquisite noise for him to hear.
He said, “Let me hear you,”
His breath tickled her sensitive sex, and she moaned in appreciation as the Dathomirian continued his onslaught against her sensitive organ. She breathed, and her fingers dug into his skin, “M-Maul, p-please. So close..”
Through her half-lidded eyes, she saw the Zabrak’s haunches rise up slightly, and she felt his claws dig deeper into her inner thighs. His pace quickened, and his tongue flicked and swirled within her even quicker, drawing out her climax. Obi-wan breathed a whine once again, which turned into a deep moan full of passion.
It hit her like a wall of beskar, and it surged through the young former Padawan, almost burning her, like the sun of Dathomir. She breathed heavily, and Obi-wan reeled her head back, and her back arched in estastacy.
Her climax rolled through her, and her lover continued lazily rolling his tongue against her fluttering sex. Soon, she delved into the afterglow of the pleasurable experience, but she felt the red and black Zabrak crawl over her once more. Obi-wan breathed a content sigh, and slowly rolled onto her stomach, and pressed her back against his comforting hot chest.
She felt his two hearts beat smoothly, and she felt comforted by them. She felt.. Safe, ironically enough. Obi-wan always had, and she relished being by Maul’s side. She felt the Zabrak’s face nuzzle into her neck, and she whispered softly, “I love you,”
As she proclaimed this, she felt the Force surge around them even more powerfully.
Compassion and love filled the two, and Obi-wan heard Maul rumble a reply, his voice silken and velvety, “As do I,”
And because of their shared love, the former Jedi and Sith forged something that was a product of their shared compassion..
She felt her lover’s erection prod against her inner thigh, and Obi-wan felt him thrust gently against her. His hands roamed her body, and she felt his teeth dig into her shoulders and the sweet flesh of her neck. She enjoyed--no, loved the feelings and how passionate her Dathomirian lover was. She remembered when they first met, and he was quite.. Well, rough.
However, once the two connected and were within their own presence of one another, she taught him how to be gentle, and be one full of love. And he turned into something gorgeous, something that she loved and admired. She mewled as she felt the tip of his manhood rub back and forth against her entrance, and she pressed up against him. This earned Obi-wan and rumbling purr from him. His tattooed hips gently smothered her, and his breath tickled her neck. Their shared arousal only heightened the treasured experience of their love-making.
Just as he was to delve within her body, a small cry was sounded from the outside of their room.
Perking up, Obi-wan heard Maul give a low growl. She turned and placed a quickened peck against his tattooed face, and the former Jedi saw the Dathomirian’s slight annoyance from their disturbance.
She merely smiled, and crawled out from under him. Another cry was emitted from the dark, craving company. Obi-wan’s company. Quickly dressing herself in a light scarlet dress, she whispered, “I’ll be back,”
She heard Maul give a sigh as a reply.
Exiting their room, Obi-wan walked into the rock-walled hall, and veered a left, entering a small room. Several feet away, a cradle created from the wood of the Grave Thorn tree stood before her. The crying died down to only softer cries, as she approached it. Looking down, she brought her arms down to gently bring the young child into a loving caress. She shushed the youngling and she brought a finger to trace the infant’s head. Small nubs were formed on the young child’s head, and she felt his growing pains through the Force.
She cooed, “Oh Jinn.. having a little bit of some growing pains?”
Jinn, the young half-human and Zabrak child merely gurgled in response, easily comforted by his Mother’s aura and being swaddled within her arms. The youngling wrapped his small arms around her neck, and Obi-wan brought a hand to caress and rub Jinn’s head gently, easing the pain of his growing horns that crowned his small head.
Ever since Maul had returned to Dathomir, his Mother, the Nightsister Witch under the name of Talzin celebrated and was happy for his return. The Nightbrothers rejoiced as well, and Maul was known to be the ‘Son of Dathomir,’ nevertheless, Obi-wan bore Maul a child, and the Nightsister Witch blessed the newly found family. Sometimes, but not often, she visits her eldest Son alongside her grandchild, but Galaxy knows what she is up to. Obi-wan was grateful that Maul wanted a space to be secluded away from the odd witches that were native to Dathomir. She didn’t mind them, but Obi-wan felt slightly.. Off about them. Nevertheless, for the past year and several months, this was her home. And she felt very content with her life.
A whimper was emitted from the young infant, and Obi-wan gave a small, loving smile. She stood quietly, as she held her child within her grasp. She dearly loved Jinn, and the baby was a product of her and Maul’s shared passion and love. Nevertheless, she continued cradling him within her arms, hushing his cries and placing gentle kisses against his budding horned head. She felt Maul’s presence close by, and she turned around, looking towards the dark doorway. She saw the dark outline of his figure, and his two glowing orbs for eyes stare at her.
Obi-wan heard him approach her, and she whispered to him, “Jinn’s horns are growing,”
Maul merely rumbled a purr in reply. She felt his arms wrap around her waist and stomach, and his chest pressed against her back. She melted within his embrace, and she heard the Zabrak youngling gurgle, and he began to struggle within her grasp. Kenobi breathed a soft sigh, her smile never leaving her face.
The red and black tattooed Zabrak purred, and he pulled away from his mate. Bringing his arms back to take Jinn from Obi-wan’s grasp, she gave him her child. His red and black hands enveloped the child’s small frame, and she heard a loud, playful cry that was sounded from Jinn. His small, light red hands reached for Obi-wan’s lover, his small, stubby fingers wriggled. An amused giggle sounded from Obi-wan, and she saw Maul give a small smile. The former Sith Assassin brought the child close towards his chest, however, Jinn had other ideas of what he wanted. Soon enough, his fingers and hands grasped Maul’s horned head, and the infant gave a wide smile.
Obi-wan chuckled, “He always liked your horns,” She continued, and placed a kiss against his tattooed cheek, “And I always had as well.”
Maul said softly, his voice full of pride and love, “He is growing, Kenobi.. Look at him,”
The red and black tattooed Zabrak gave a grin, enjoying Jinn’s coos and fingers clasping around his horned head.
As Obi-wan’s lover attempted to place the infant back within his cradle, a shriek was emitted. An amused giggle sounded from her, and she heard Maul give an annoyed growl. She said, “I think he wants to sleep with us,”
Maul replied, his voice heavy with exhaustion and annoyance, “He can sleep here. I want you .”
Obi-wan tsked in reply. Approaching his side, she took the infant within her grasp from Maul’s own. She heard Maul breathe a sigh, and she said, “ Tomorrow .. We can have Jinn go and see your Brothers Savage and Feral.. And we can have the day to ourselves.. I know they are both coming over tomorrow to take Jinn for a short while.”
She tilted her head towards the doorway of young Jinn’s room, and began to exit. She heard the Dathomirian Zabrak from behind her give a sigh, and dutifully followed. She heard Jinn give another coo, and began to babble quietly.
Once they approached the large bed, she dipped herself into the covers of the comforting bed, with her infant son within her grasp. Maul did the same as well, and Obi-wan situated herself to have Jinn within the middle of her and Maul, with Obi-wan laying on her side. Jinn kicked at the air, his small little hands dug and curled within the sheets of the bed.
She observed Maul, whose orange and red gaze was fixed on his young son. He brought a red and black finger to gently stroke the youngling’s soft cheeks. Obi-wan felt herself shift into the peaceful void of sleep, comforted by her lover’s presence and her son’s as well.
A wail awoke her. Her blueish grey eyes fluttered open, and her eyes quickly adjusted to the light that was shone within the room through a glass window. Dathomir’s crimson sun shone within the skies, and a muffled grunt was sounded from Obi-wan, and she rubbed her eyes. She noticed that both Jinn and Maul were not present within the bed, and she heard yet another cry.
She felt her Dathomirian lover’s presence through the Force not far off, alongside her son’s. Quickly gathering herself from the bed, Obi-wan brought herself upwards and ran a hand through her auburn hair. Walking through the hallways made of rock, she entered the kitchen and living room, and found the Maul, dressed in simple black robes, and Jinn, sitting within a small chair at the wooden table within the kitchen. She eyed her red and black tattooed partner trying, (and failing) to spoon feed their child. Jinn’s small head twisted to and fro, obviously annoyed by his father’s tries to feed him.
She watched the entire interaction, and leaned against the wall. She covered her mouth with a hand, hiding a huge grin that was on her face. She heard him growl, “Eat the food, you little rancor!”
However, the young light red infant snarled in a feral way as a reply. Obi-wan’s eyes widened from the youngling’s show of irritation for his father. The infant growled, but immediately stopped when his bluish-hazel eyes were now fixated on his mother. Maul followed his gaze, and frowned.
Obi-wan quipped an eyebrow, and said to her son, “Jinn, I saw you. Your behavior towards Maul is most uncivilized.”
She heard Maul give a low grumble, and Jinn’s eyes widened. As his mother approached him, Jinn immediately calmed, and gave a small coo. She said to Maul, giving him an amused smile, “Let me handle him. Go see if your Brothers are here,”
Maul replied in a leisurely tone, “Of course, my love. Trying to feed the little one is quite.. difficult.”
She felt his relief through the Force, and she scoffed. She took the spoon where the former Sith had left it, which was stationed on the counter. Gathering several very small bits of cooked meat into the device, she brought it towards Jinn’s mouth. Zabraks were known to be a carnivorous species, however, by the fact that her child was a hybrid of human and Dathomirian, she knew well that he preferred meat over vegetation.
Bringing the spoon towards her child’s lips, Jinn eagerly devoured the given meal from his mother. She shook her head and rolled her eyes as the infant chewed, and several pieces of his food dropped onto the table, mixed with drool. Obi-wan sighed, but looked up, hearing the familiar deep voice of Maul’s younger Brother, Savage, alongside Feral’s haughty voice communing with their eldest, Maul.
She brought herself upwards, and heard the three Dathomirians approach the living room of their home. Obi-wan saw Feral enter first, and her voice sweet and welcoming, she said, “Hello there,”
The Zabrak bowed his head in greetings, and said, “How’s the little one, eh?” as he asked, Feral approached young Jinn, and gave an amused huff of laughter as her child was within his own little world. Obi-wan replied, casting a glance towards the taller Nightbrother, “He’s doing quite well.. quite loud, but Jinn’s doing good.”
She saw Savage approach as well, and a small smile shone on his tattooed face. Maul gave a low warning growl, as he slowly walked towards Obi-wan and Jinn. Of course, Zabraks were territorial, especially with their chosen mates and young children. Feral and Savage respectfully backed away, and Obi-wan heard Savage observe aloud, “Little one’s getting big. Hungry too,”
Maul took Jinn within his grasp once his son finished his meal. He gave the youngling to Feral’s arms, giving his Brother a single nod. Obi-wan looked towards Savage Opress, and replied with a chuckle, “Of course. He enjoys being around you both.. You two are wonderful uncles,”
Savage grinned, and gave Obi-wan a wink in return. Feral held the youngling within his grasp, and a low purr was emitted from the youngest Brother of the three. Maul wrapped his arms around her waist, and she heard Feral reply eagerly, “Yeah. He’s a little fighter as well. Proud of you, Brother.”
He looked towards Maul, and his golden gaze warm. The red and black skinned Dathomirian replied, puffing his chest out slightly in pride, “Of course. I deem it necessary for my Brothers to see my son. I’m proud as well.”
Savage slapped against Maul’s black-robed back, chuckling in an amused manner. The yellow-skinned Zabrak replied, “As you should be. We’ll take the little one out and have him around the Village. Brother Viscus secretly enjoys having him around.. As do the other Brothers as well.” Maul’s gaze shifted towards Savage, and a small smile was formed on his face. Obi-wan smiled, and said, “Well, please have him stay safe and out of harm’s way. I thank you both dearly for taking care of him for the day..”
Feral eagerly replied, reassuring Obi-wan, “Don’t worry. He will.”
After the group exchanged a few more words, Obi-wan and Maul walked his Brothers out from their home that was secluded, however, Obi-wan noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Within the skies, a small figure darted through the hazy atmosphere of Dathomir which looked to be a ship. As Savage and Feral began to leave, Obi-wan nudged the red and black tattooed Zabrak, her voice full of suspicion and slight concern, “Do you see that?”
She pointed towards the atmosphere, eyeing the shuttle that flew near. She saw the two Nightbrothers hear the dull roar of the ship as well, and Feral’s grasp tightened in protectiveness around Jinn.
Maul rumbled softly, “I do. Stay near me,”
It looked to be a fighter, and Obi-wan’s blue eyes widened. Through the Force, she felt a familiar presence, one that she did not feel in a long while. Several hundred meters away, the former Jedi Padawan watched the fighter land onto the reddish grass. Maul curled his lip, and Obi-wan saw Savage give a low, warning growl.
Obi-wan shifted away from her Zabrak protector, and began to approach the ship. She heard Maul give a snarl, however, she ignored it. She held out a hand to stop the Nightbrother’s advances. Obi-wan slowly approached the fighter, and who exited it, however, was an old face. Her greyish blue eyes widened, and all of her breath seemed to exit from her body from shock. The familiar mane of brown hair, now with several grey hairs billowed in Dathomir’s wind, and his eyes locked with Obi-wan’s own. She felt Maul stand by her side in a protective manner, and she said as she was mere feet away from the fighter, facing the Jedi Master,
“ Qui-Gon? ”
The Jedi Master replied, his tone also filled with consternation,
“ Obi-wan? ”