endless forms most beautiful

[only_hope]

Obi-Wan was not the sort of man to shirk from something he was frightened of but this latest development was vexing and troubling to him. Upon encountering the door that, apparently, changed his gender he had tried on several occasions (under a cloak, mind) to change it back. His new form wasn't exactly displeasing in any way but it wasn't his and therefore it was a problem that had to be addressed.

Or, barring that, one to drown in alcohol until he was so drunk that he could forget about it. Since the former hadn't worked and he didn't have enough access to scientific equipment to work on changing his current nature, alcohol was simply going to have to numb his brain until he could find the strength to face his current situation.

He guessed the one saving grace of Jedi garb was the fact that it was intentionally gender neutral. Aside from size, his robes and tunics were exactly the same as those that would have been provided to a female knight and he felt like he would simply dress in them until the situation corrected itself; Obi-Wan was not keen on the idea of having to seek out a dress to wear while temporarily in possession of breasts.

He tried to think about how Qui-Gon would approach this situation through the living Force but everything was coming up blank. "Qui-Gon probably would have laughed and found someone to spend the day with," he muttered, staring at his woefully-empty glass. He lifted it to get the bartender to pour him another and pulled his cloak around him a little tighter, hoping to avoid notice.

Obi-Wan wasn't entirely sure that this was the most productive course of action.

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[theprodigaldoctor]

Breathless, Chase tips his head to the side. It's been a long time since he's felt this on-edge, but it seems like it's all coming out today. It's not that he's missed women, but this is something familiar and wonderful all at once and he tightens his hold on Obi-Wan's hips as he bears down, panting as he eases back warily.

"Protection?" he warily asks. He hadn't exactly showed up today expecting this, after all.

[only_hope]

"Yeah, yeah, usual place," Obi-Wan said, flicking his hand to open a drawer and using the Force to guide the condom package to him. It was comforting that he still had use of his abilities even though the conduit for his power felt so much different than before.

"You don't suppose I could get pregnant in this body, do you?"

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase glances at Obi-Wan's use of that thing (there's a name for it, Park probably knows it and Kutner definitely would have), laughing as he presses his forehead to Obi-Wan's shoulder. "I don't even want to think about it," he confesses, but at least they won't need lube. He gets out a breathless laugh as he imagines what else Obi-Wan can do.

"Gonna put it on me, too?" he suggests, smirking.

[only_hope]

"With the Force? I hardly imagine our masters intended for us to use it that way," Obi-Wan said, laughing a bit himself. "Though...I think I could manage."

It was a delicate operation completed by a few flicks of his fingers to open the package and guide it down. "I can do all sorts of things with the Force, you know. I can't believe it never occurred to me before to try."

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase is burying his laughter in his arm, unable to help himself for how ridiculous and unbelievable his life has become. He's got a boyfriend (sort of) turned girlfriend (again, sort of), who's using some sort of invisible telekinesis to put a condom on. "God," he exhales, arm thrown over his eyes, "if only House could see me now," he says wryly.

[only_hope]

"Hope not, I'm not into exhibitionism," Obi-Wan said wryly. "Besides, there's a great many uses for my gifts. I haven't shown you the least of them yet. I can make your whole body sing for me without even laying a hand on you."

His voice was a bit predatory and at odds with the body he found himself currently housed in.

[theprodigaldoctor]

"Okay, that's tempting," Chase confesses, his curiosity riled to the point that he doesn't think he can let it go without it being solved. After all, House has taught him to investigate mysteries, but also to solve them. "Maybe after," he promises, grasping him by the hip tightly as he bears in for a kiss, shifting to ease himself in.

[only_hope]

It felt different but for all that, it did not feel bad. On the contrary, Chase inside him felt damned good and Obi-Wan thought he might rather like things from a female perspective, at least occasionally.

"Yes," he murmured, reaching up to thread his hands in Chase's hair. "After, most definitely after this."

[theprodigaldoctor]

It should just feel normal, like all the other women he'd slept with over the years (and more since Cameron, more since the stabbing), but there's that little part of his brain crowing that this isn't normal and somehow, that begins to make all of this a whole lot different. He bows his head down into the touch, watching Obi-Wan with devotion.

"You tell me how fast," he coaxes.

[only_hope]

"As fast as you want," he said, wondering just how he'd managed to get his voice to sound like that. There was something to that stupid door, he thought, and it might be worth looking into again once he'd had a chance to get back into his own body.

"It's not...it's not too much. Not yet."

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase grins as he listens to those perfect words, nodding as he takes the encouragement as permission and brackets Obi-Wan's hips with his hands, starting to drive in as gently as he can, without being too light. He wouldn't want to make this boring, after all. "Easy, now," he murmurs, but angles them until he can slide both palms under and lift him up, slightly.

[only_hope]

"I'm not going to break," Obi-Wan scoffed, but it trailed off into a little sigh that sounded painfully delicate. No matter what he was normally, right now he was a woman and apparently that came with a different set of sound effects.

"I could get used to this," he warned, curling his fingers into Chase's shoulder. "Very, very used to this."

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase likes it, sure, but there's a part of him that's grown kind of attached to Obi-Wan's normal form, not that he's leaping forward to admit that because it feels like conceding to wanting something steady and routine and that's usually the first step towards his heart getting broken. So instead of answering, he takes the cue and starts to move a little faster, easing his thumb down below to rub as he pushes in, gentle circles to try and help bring him off faster.

[only_hope]

Obi-Wan had no idea that this was how it felt for a woman. If he had, he thought he might have been a bit more mindful of their needs in bed than he already was.

"More...more of that. Please, more of that?"

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase smirks from where he's still pushing inside, but rather than keep up that rhythm, he slides out and replaces it with his mouth because it's not like he's out of practice, but it always helps to keep these talents fresh, so to speak. And besides, there's a touch of devotion and care to this that isn't in the fucking, a way he can offer real pleasure.

[only_hope]

Obi-Wan had done this before on the giving end but receiving it was something else entirely. It was different than in his normal body, more focused and more intense and it was entirely too much to handle. He fisted his hands in the sheets and rocked his hips up toward Chase's mouth.

"Don't you dare stop."

[theprodigaldoctor]

Pleased he's kept his cheeks clean (they're probably not at that daring a place yet), Chase keeps at what he's been doing, eager to keep going and give Obi-Wan exactly what he wants. He only eases back when his jaw needs a bit of stretch. "You ever do this for a woman?" he wonders.

[only_hope]

"Yeah," Obi-Wan said lazily. Easing off made it enough where he could get the words out but he still felt like his body was humming with a sort of crystal resonance he'd never really felt before now.

"They always seemed to like it. Now I know why that is." He tipped his thighs open a bit wider, inviting. "I always liked doing it."

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase moves back to his task at hand, a slow and steady rhythm helping to keep him working. He knows exactly what to do, now, but he knows he must be patient and that it's not as quick as bringing a man off, not really. He presses the odd kiss to the inside of Obi-Wan's thigh, just a soft little thing, something more affectionate than needs be in this situation.

[only_hope]

It honestly did not take so long as all that. A little longer, yes, but Chase knew what he was about and Obi-Wan was so riled from how different it felt that the orgasm took him by surprise.

"Right...right there. Don't stop! Please don't stop!"

[theprodigaldoctor]

Whatever the lady (or gentleman or whatever description works in this case) wants, Chase thinks, steadily continuing and trying to lap up as much as he can, steady and devoted to bringing him through this properly. "Good?" he murmurs when he's all said and done, and achingly hard now, himself.

[only_hope]

"Beyond good," Obi-Wan said hazily, dimly thinking to himself that he sounded dreamy and absurdly feminine.

"Come here," he said, reaching for Chase. "I want you."

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase grins as he pushes in closer and slides his hands slowly over whatever part of Obi-Wan's body he can get to, eager for it more than anything. "This sort of want?" he checks, kissing down that temporarily feminine torso.

[only_hope]

"No, I want you in me." It was a bit forceful and sounded a bit harsh in his temporarily feminine voice but Obi-Wan had ceased to care. He wanted this more than he wanted his next breath and he had reached the end of his patience with the teasing.

"Now?"

[theprodigaldoctor]

Chase laughs warmly and grins as he bears down, reaching for another condom so he can prepare himself, breathing in slow and deep as he leans in to kiss him deeply, slipping his hand lower so he can nudge Obi-Wan's thighs aside, eager to be surrounded by that heat again. "This?" he gets out breathlessly. "Just like this?"