Good folks of PFA regardless of your political leanings:
Please accept this peace offering for a safe Election Day here in the US of A.
Good folks of PFA regardless of your political leanings:
Please accept this peace offering for a safe Election Day here in the US of A.
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Originally Posted by Dan Druff
how fucked up is it that youre not voting?
Slava Ukraini!
Beat me to it. Guy makes thousands of political threads and does not vote. I generally like truckers, but this guy is awful. How can you make thousands of political threads over years and not vote? It would not surprise me in the least if he never voted in an election in his life. Just a whiner.how fucked up is it that youre not voting?
When Anakin asked Obi-Wan for help, he should have known he'd suggest
meditation. Anakin has been restless for days, the clone wars weighing
heavily on him. It's like it's even worse lately. He hasn't eaten much,
he can't sleep and whenever he looks at Obi-Wan, he feels... He feels
something he shouldn't feel. Attraction. It's so strong he wonders why
he even asked to be alone with him. How could he ever believe he could
be ever be in one room with Obi-Wan and just meditate?
This is torture.
"You're not meditating, are you?" Obi-Wan asks.
"No, master." Anakin admits. "It just... I can't do it."
"What's bothering you?"
Anakin thinks, first of all: you. He doesn't say so. "I don't know. Everything, I suppose."
"You haven't been sleeping, have you?
"Have you?" Anakin replies.
"Anakin..." His tone is a warning, but Anakin doesn't really feel like listening to it.
"Well? Have you?"
"Not
much, I suppose," Obi-Wan replies. "The war has taken its toll on us
all. On me too, I suppose. But I assure you, I'm fine. I was asking
about you."
"No,"
Anakin replies. "I haven't been sleeping much, okay? And I know
meditation works for you, but it doesn't do anything for me. So... I'll
just be going."
He
can't be around Obi-Wan much longer or he'll push him against a wall.
In whatever way. He's just so annoying and cold and emotionless. How he
thinks he can solve anything with meditation? Well, that just isn't
working. Not for him. He'll find another way. His own way. He gets up
and walks towards the door.
"Wait. Anakin." Obi-Wan rises and follows him. "You sure I can't help?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well,"
Obi-Wan says, and Anakin is not sure, he can't see too well because of
the beard, but he seems a little flustered. "If meditation doesn't work,
we should try something else."
Anakin swallows hard. "Like what?"
Obi-Wan
blinks. "I've been feeling how tense you've been lately. And maybe we
can do something about that. I know what you need."
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"Wait," Anakin replies, perplexed. "You do?"
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"Yes,"
Obi-Wan says, steps closer. Anakin doesn't step back. He doesn't want
to. He wants to pull him closer, wants to... Oh, he wants to do so many
things. But Obi-Wan is patient and careful, and places a hand on his
cheek before gently kissing his lips.
Oh Force. Is this really happening?
Anakin
kisses back, gently at first, than faster, harder, biting his
master's lips, pulling him closer, moaning into his open mouth. He
wants, wants more so badly. Then Obi-Wan pulls back and Anakin gasps.
"What?"
"Calm down."
Anakin
doesn't speak for a few heartbeats, staring at Obi-Wan in disbelief. He
was the one that kissed him first, he was the one that told him he knew
what he need. And he needs this. He needs Obi-Wan.
"That's not fair!" he protests.
Obi-Wan smiles. It's a calm, reassuring smile. "We can go on when you've calmed down a little."
"Calm!" Anakin exclaims. "How can I be calm?"
"Try. For me."
"Okay."
He tries. This is not fair. He needs this. He wants this, and he was
finally going to get what he wanted and now? Now he needs to calm down.
Obi-Wan looks at him, just waiting. He looks irresistible with his short
red hair now all messy, his lips red from Anakin's impatient hard
kisses...
Imagine a world in which Jedi Knight, Obi-Wan Kenobi, saves his Padawan, Anakin Skywalker, from a fate worse than death. While Anakin is writhing on the burnt rocks of t...
Kriff. He understands. He was too impatient. Wanted too bad. He might have hurt Obi-Wan.
"Good," Obi-Wan says, stepping closer. "Good boy."
Anakin swallows hard and
shudders. These words should not have that effect. But does he like
hearing them... Yes. He wants to be good.
He's rewarded with
another kiss. This time he makes sure to follow Obi-Wan's lead. To not
be impatient. To wait. The kisses are soft and warm, and then Obi-Wan
trails them down to his neck, bites gently. It doesn't hurt, but it's
exciting. He could hurt me, Anakin thinks, but he doesn't.
Obi-Wan leads him to the
bed, pushes him down and sits down on his lap, looming over him. Anakin
breathes rapidly, losing the patience he had before. He can feel heat
rising on his cheeks and his pants getting a lot more tight.
"Come on, master," he says. "Please."
Obi-Wan smiles, leaning
down to kiss him and then unbuckling his own belt, before removing all
those layers he's wearing. Anakin just knows he's doing it slowly to
taunt him. Meanwhile he hasn't been touched at all. He lets out whine as
a complaint, but Obi-Wan just smiles and doesn't react any further.
"Come on!" Anakin exclaims, frustrated.
"Patience, Anakin. Didn't I teach you that?"
"Kriff, master, this is not fair." Anakin protests. He can't wait any longer. Obi-Wan is taunting him and he hates it.
Finally, finally, he
leans down to kiss him. Anakin moans helplessly, letting his hands pull
Obi-Wan closer, allowing himself to touch his naked chest, because he
wants him so bad. He's waited for this for so long. His hand glide down,
but before he can open Obi-Wan's pants, he is stopped. Obi-Wan
unbuckles his belt now, undresses him, dumps the clothes down on the
ground without a second thought and smiles.
Skin on skin feels so
much better, so much more real. Anakin reacts with a shudder when
Obi-Wan kisses his collarbones, trails down, choosing a seemingly random
path, but down, further down, always.
"Obi-Wan," he moans. "Please. Feels so good."
"Hush, Anakin."
He just nods. He's
learned that, if he listens to Obi-Wan, he'll get what he wants. And no
matter how much he likes rebelling, he needs this so much more.
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"of Okay," he smiles. "Good boy."
He gets rewarded
immediately. Obi-Wan pushes down his pants and looks at him with
twinkles in his eyes. Anakin looks back, never knowing Obi-Wan could
look at him like that, like he's hungry for him, wants him more than
anything. Oh, he's not holding back anymore.
He takes off his pants
and then Anakin is naked under him, naked and vulnerable, and he never
knew that could feel so good. He's never wanted to be vulnerable, but
this is Obi-Wan. He trusts him more than anyone. It's okay.
Then Obi-Wan takes him
into his mouth, tasting carefully, before the warmth of his mouth
engulfs him entirely. Anakin grabs the covers, looking for something to
hold onto, trying to stay calm, trying to be good, but it completely
fails as he lets out a loud moan, when Obi-Wan's name is on his lips so
many times. And then he stops.
"No," he gasps. "No, don't stop. Please."
Obi-Wan looks at him,
his eyes trailing over his naked body. Obi-Wan must see how flustered he
is, how quick his breathing is. The words please is on his tongue
again, but he's quiet, waits as Obi-Wan's gaze lingers on his lips.
"Have you calmed down then?"
Anakin doesn't know how to reply.
"I don't think so." Obi-Wan says, not moving a muscle, knowing full well Anakin is in agony. "We should try something else."
Anakin swallows hard again. "W-what are you thinking of, master?"
Now Obi-Wan moves, leans over to kiss his lips, and then whispers in his ear: "I think you need to get fucked"
Anakin never thought he would ever hear Obi-Wan say that word, but he's never been more happy to hear it.
"Would you like that, Anakin?" he continues. The feeling of his warm breath by his ear makes him shudder again.
"Y-yes,' he replies. 'I'd like that."
"Good boy." He smiles. "Turn around for me."
He nods, does so,
doesn't even question it. Obi-Wan angles his hips up and pulls down his
pants. Anakin's heart is beating ever faster. He's nervous, even if he's
been doing this for so long in his fantasies.
A bottle of lube appears in his hand from the nightstand.
"Why do you even have that?" Anakin asks.
Obi-Wan shrugs. "Solo sessions. Now hush."
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"Yes," Anakin replies. "Okay, master."
Obi-Wan lubes up his
fingers, and then carefully presses one by his opening. Anakin moans and
pushes back to receive more, but Obi-Wan's other hand is on his hips,
pushing him back.
"I said patience" Obi-Wan says, letting out a sigh. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Sorry, master."
"Sit still."
Anakin moans in reply,
but does what Obi-Wan asked, and accepts his finger slowly making a way
into him. It's not enough, and Anakin wants to push back or ask for
more, but Obi-Wan's hand is still on his hip and he did tell him to be
quiet. And he might not get what he want if he's not very good for him.
"Good." Obi-Wan rewards
him with a second finger, then a third and then finally he slips in
himself. Anakin moans at the feeling. As Obi-Wan gently pushes into him,
he can feel nothing but absolute bliss. He is full of Obi-Wan and only
Obi-Wan.
Then he hits the spot
and Anakin lets out a delighted gasp. "That's so good," he says,
forgetting he promised to be quiet for a second. He doesn't get punished
for it.
Obi-Wan takes him deep
and slow. It's hard for Anakin to not push back, to not ask, beg, plead
for more, but Obi-Wan's voice is deep and reassuring, telling him he's
being very good for him, telling him how good and tight he feels.
And then, once again,
Anakin understands. He accepts Obi-Wan taking the lead, he accepts
laying down and being quiet, and now his head is almost empty, filled
just with Obi-Wan and pleasure. Every single thrusts gets him closer to
this calm, happy place in his mind. Then the pleasure gets too much,
Anakin groans, and realizes he's going to come very soon.
"Master," he moans. "I'm close." And then, he's not sure why: "Can I?"
"Yes," Obi-Wan replies. "You can."
Obi-Wan leads him
through his entire orgasm, taking him in his hand and stroking until he
reaches his climax. It's wonderful and blissful and when he collapses
under him, he feels calmer than he's felt in a long time. Obi-Wan comes a
few seconds later, and when he pulls out Anakin almost feels like
something is missing. But the feeling disappears when Obi-Wan pulls him
closer and gently kisses his forehead.
"How do you feel now?"
Anakin pauses for a second. "Calm... I think." Then he smiles. "Yes."
Calm.
"Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness." - Alejandro Jodorowsky
"America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers." -- William S. Burroughs
My hometown is in a heavily Democratic county in a still-strongly Republican state. I estimated that the likelihood of my vote impacting this election at any level to be very close to zero. But if Trump wins the election because he ends up winning Texas by one vote, I will forever quit posting on this forum, as well as move to Canada.how fucked up is it that youre not voting?
P.S. Les, do you have a place for me to crash for awhile in case the unlikely happens?
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I want to thank mumbles for not voting which is a vote for Trump. You patriot in disguise.
Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same.
Ronald Reagan
Tell that to HillaryMy hometown is in a heavily Democratic county in a still-strongly Republican state. I estimated that the likelihood of my vote impacting this election at any level to be very close to zero. But if Trump wins the election because he ends up winning Texas by one vote, I will forever quit posting on this forum, as well as move to Canada.
P.S. Les, do you have a place for me to crash for awhile in case the unlikely happens?
Slava Ukraini!
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