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14 January 2011 @ 01:54 am
Fic: ‘Ignorance lost.’  
Title: Ignorance lost.
Fandom: Star Wars
Rating: (M)
Time Period: Between tPM & AotC.
Summary: Knowledge is the pursuit of a Jedi.

Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).

Unashamedly and unreservedly, this is pure indulgence. It’s been a while (not since ‘Tis the Season) since I’ve written Padmé & Obi-Wan and this only came about due to my being told that Obi-Wan and picnics don’t mix!

Let me know what you think!

Disclaimer
All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of Lucas; I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by him.


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Around them, the grass stretched in all directions. Water flowed, from the loud crashing of the waterfalls to the sedate stream that quietly jogged past. Closer to the waterfalls than themselves, shaak peacefully grazed.

Her hair bound either side of her head, her gown falling from her shoulders, Padmé studied the rotund figures in the distance. “Am I not safe here?” She suddenly asked, her dark eyes now resting on the Jedi who sat, alert, beside her. “I could become lost in the isolated places of the Lake Country and would require no guardian.”

“You must not leave my sight,” she was quietly informed.

“Is this truly,” she reached to the woven basket behind him, picking up the cream and yellow fruit she adored, “the best use of your time?”

He swallowed, imperceptibly. She withdrew her hand, filled with the solitary fruit, from the basket; she remained close. He focused on the floral band around her brow. “This particular use of my time was deemed best by the Council,” he told her thickly; he coughed, clearing his throat. “What is that fruit?”

Her lips curved, faintly. “Shuura.” Unable to help herself, she bit into the fruit with a delighted sigh; she couldn’t find these on Coruscant. At least, she added while wiping away the juice that had gushed from the fruit when bitten with the back of her hand, not ones that tasted like these. “It’s a favourite of mine.”

There was another swallow, again unseen. “Who put these in the basket?”

“Teckla,” she promptly replied before taking another bite. “Who,” she glanced at him sideways, her fruit lowered, “is to, and can, be trusted.”

Juice glistened upon her lips and as she spoke, he found his traitorous gaze drawn to it, his equally treacherous mind wondering how it would taste. There is no passion; there is serenity, he reminded himself. A Jedi knows not to indulge idle curiosity nor to heed recklessness.

Another bite of the fruit; he distracted himself by taking a piece of fruit, which was bright yellow in its sliced and skinned form, from a plate on the blanket. “Is this all,” ah, distraction!, “the Naboo eat?” The needs of the community, another reminder, are before the needs of the individual.

“Do we only eat fruit?” Padmé laughed, allowing the distraction; it would let her think upon other matters than the reason he was here. “No, we don’t. We also eat meat and grains as well as vegetables.”

The piece of bright fruit was eaten, albeit slowly. A Jedi ... “Since I’ve been on-planet, it’s all I’ve seen eaten.”

She laughed, tucking escaped brown tendrils behind an ear; smears of fruit juice grazed her cheek as she did. “I’ve missed the fruits of Naboo.”

... must not want ...

He had to know. He leaned forward, his lips brushing her cheek, tracing the curve of the softer flesh from ear to lips. Greedily, he sucked her lips gently, nibbling on the lower until the juice was gone. She didn’t protest, leaning closer, her eyes fluttering closed and a soft moan unintentionally escaped. When he stopped, her eyes opened and an eyebrow rose, enquiringly.

“There is no ignorance,” he smiled lopsidedly. “There is knowledge.”

A hand rested on his chest and she laughed. He took what was left of her shuura and tossed it aside before he laid her in the grass. “And Jedi must gain knowledge?”

“We do seek to improve ourselves by its gain,” he murmured against her lips.

A shaak raised its head in their direction once; the grass, to its mind, was more interesting.
 
 
 
pronker: obidalahotkisspronker on January 14th, 2011 05:15 am (UTC)
Sweet, like the fruit. Good visual with the waterfall, too!
F. J.: Three candlesmorethanacandle on January 14th, 2011 11:12 am (UTC)
Sweet, like the fruit.
Thank you; I felt in the mood for something sweet and fluffy. I'm very glad it worked.

Good visual with the waterfall, too!
I've always liked those waterfalls in that meadow scene and I was hoping I could do that justice!

Armchair DM: Igor: Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy!armchairdm on January 14th, 2011 09:20 am (UTC)
Oh that's just so odd. Nifty, but odd.
F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on January 14th, 2011 11:13 am (UTC)
Might I ask why it's odd?
Angel... Dark Wings Descending...: obidalaangel_in_tears on January 14th, 2011 12:24 pm (UTC)
Adorable ♥ I could see this all happening in my head, beautifully described and written :)
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on January 14th, 2011 02:52 pm (UTC)
Thank you; I'm very glad this works for you! I was in the mood for some self-indulgence, fluff kind, and this was the result so I'm glad it works!
noobianrose: O/P Artphilia manipnoobianrose on January 16th, 2011 10:01 pm (UTC)
Oooh! How sensual. Great piece. :)
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on January 17th, 2011 04:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you very much!
emiv: stock | *pounce*emiv on January 28th, 2011 09:04 am (UTC)
So, I needed a bit of a pick me up, and I have been saving these stories for just such an occasion (as I often ‘save’ stories you write for, believe it or not)

Now, I am kinda loopy right now, so I won’t be saying anything really intelligent or well thought out (I can come back for that later). Right now, this is all pure reaction as I read. I hope you don’t mind.

First off…pretty! I totally see them in that setting (it should have been Obi-Wan anyway, damn it)

I always love that way you write Obi-Wan’s dialogue…perfectly spot on. I can hear him (well, Ewan) saying the lines, always.

Lots of imagery with the fruit, good stuff.

Yay sexy times! The kiss was perfectly described, not at all overly so.

The ending line: wonderful! For some reason it fits, closes out the scene, and wraps everything up nicely. If it were a movie, I could see a scene change right there!

Overall, lovely. I am so glad you wrote more Obidala. I forgot how much I loved them.

On to the next part!
F. J.: Golden Candlesmorethanacandle on January 28th, 2011 11:44 am (UTC)
So, I needed a bit of a pick me up, and I have been saving these stories for just such an occasion (as I often ‘save’ stories you write for, believe it or not)
I can believe it and I’m thrilled that my stories, any of them, can help in that way! Although, I must confess, I’m not certain how the last two stories can help as a pick-me-up, given happens in them.

Right now, this is all pure reaction as I read. I hope you don’t mind.
I don’t mind at all! I look forward to reading what the initial reactions are.

First off…pretty! I totally see them in that setting (it should have been Obi-Wan anyway, damn it)
Thank you! I hadn’t been certain that it was a setting that would’ve worked for Obi-Wan but it came quite naturally, for him to be part of it.

I always love that way you write Obi-Wan’s dialogue…perfectly spot on. I can hear him (well, Ewan) saying the lines, always.
Phew; it’s such a relief to know that since he sounds that way for me when writing but there’s always that niggling doubt.

For some reason it fits, closes out the scene, and wraps everything up nicely. If it were a movie, I could see a scene change right there!
And that’s what I was aiming for! The whole scene was playing itself out in my imagination as a scene from a movie and that seemed a perfect way to end it/change scene.

I am so glad you wrote more Obidala.
It had felt like a long while since I wrote some Obidala was for ‘Tis the Season for 2010; I felt so out of practice when I wrote the above.

I forgot how much I loved them.
I’m glad this story reminded you of how much you love them.
kenobifan: hawt obidala kisslealynnkenobi on April 19th, 2011 10:16 pm (UTC)
“We do seek to improve ourselves by its gain,” he murmured against her lips."

I do love that line!! Oh it's definitely a romance, and made feel all gushy inside.

Well done! :D
F. J.: Three candlesmorethanacandle on April 20th, 2011 01:40 pm (UTC)
Thank you!