(Pairing: Cody x Obi Wan)
(Gotta give credit to Satan_Incarnate_666 for this idea eep 👉👈💕)
(Regret isn't real when you've slept all day and SW showers can be small as fuck, I've been in small hotel showers...not in this situation but fuck.)
(Warning, this is cringy as fuck because I literally couldn't think of a poetic way to write this)

The beeping next to his ear sent the usual feeling of dread through the Jedi, trying to move his head back but hitting it painfully against the wall, barely managing to not wince. Gloved fingers gently caressed his hair, attempting to soothe the dulling ache. "Well there goes you getting up as an option." The commander mused, ignoring the continued beeping. "Even if I stepped back, you'll still be in an uncomfortable position..."
Obi Wan quirked a brow, full well knowing it was hidden under the wet curls plastered to his forehead. "Darling, may I remind you that your mouth is a bit occupied at the moment and you're on your knees? Force knows how long this'll be!" Cody gestured to the now stopped comm on his wrist, shaking his head.

After a moment's thought, Obi Wan gave a quiet hum of begrudging agreement. A muffled groan came from the commander at the response, fingers tightening around the ginger curls. The Jedi was about to give another apologetic hum when he realized that would drive the same response. All he could do was stare up at Cody apologetically, eyes widened slightly. The commander opened his mouth to reply when the beeping returned, a now annoyed groan ringing out. "Damnit, how long did you set this shower for, darling?"
As best as he could manage, the general held up three fingers before following it with a slightly awkward attempt at air spelling 'hours'. Thankfully, Cody caught on, another displeased groan falling from his lips. "You don't take long showers, you changed it so no one could catch us...damn you and your quick thinking!"

Obi Wan could only shrug in response, shifting as best as he could manage to be slightly more comfortable. "If I answer this and genuinely have to talk, will you behave yourself?" The commander's eyes narrowed, hands lifting from the ginger mess of hair. The Jedi nodded, silently cursing at the grunt rumbling from Cody. "My dear, that isn't reassuring in the slightest."
The Jedi pulled his head back as attempt to reassure his lover that he wouldn't do anything, even if he already felt the settlement of boredom. He tuned out the conversation in an attempt to let himself slip into a daydream state, eyes closing. He only pay attention long enough to hear that it was some sort of advice-needing conversation. Without thinking, he groaned in frustration. A light tap on his head reminded him of the situation, bringing him back to the present. He could hear a higher pitch in Cody's tone, wondering if it due to him.

The thought sparked a mischievous plan in Obi Wan's mind, and one that would certainly cure his boredom. Knowing that making it obvious would ruin the fun, the Jedi thought for a moment. He had to have a plan, to space his little teases out. It was aching to even think of spacing out the pleasure for himself and his lover, the Jedi simply wanting to make his lover feel good. He waited till Cody seemed to recover from the vibrations sent through him, the commander caught up in the conversation now. Innocence seeping into his eyes, Obi Wan shifted to be more comfortable, shifting his tongue as well. He heard his lover suck in a breath yet again, gaze going back down as stuttered excuses fell from his lips. The Jedi gave a mock confused hum, relishing in the strangled erotic tone Cody took on. A fake look of innocence and apologies welled in his eyes when the lustful commander met his eyes.

The subtle teases continued for a while, the ache of boredom more uncomfortable than the shower floor and the Jedi's mouth being 'out of commission'. Obi Wan weighed his options, wondering if Cody could handle a more risky tease. Slowly, being careful not to make his movements obvious, he lifted his hand to attempt to stimulate the other sensitive areas of his boyfriend when a hiss stopped him. Already knowing he'd been caught, Obi Wan looked back at Cody. The commander had an almost warning gaze, sending a shiver of thrill through the Jedi. He dropped his hand, mentally pouting. Gloved hands ran through his hair yet again, as if giving a silent praise. The thought of receiving verbal praise if he stopped teasing Cody became a counter to the teasing, the Jedi continuing the inner debate with himself.
The silent debate seemed to last long enough for the conversation to end, Obi Wan snapping awake at the heart melting and pleasure causing phrase murmured out from the commander's lips, his mouth curled into a beloved smirk.

"What a good Jedi you are, darling...keeping me happy throughout that." Cody's voice was doused in his loving, erotic tone that would've weakened Obi Wan's knees had he not already been down on them. "You're a master at teasing, aren't you?" The commander asked in a cooing tone, brushing half dried curls aside to gaze at the Jedi's oh-so blue eyes. Now with the freedom of not needing to be careful with his answers, Obi Wan proudly and happily hummed in confirmation. The sweet moan that followed without hesitation was like pure music to the Jedi's ears. With perhaps even more eagerness than before, he resumed the actions he committed to before the comm's beeping stopped him.