Afternoon Fic: The Dragon General (Part Eight)

Part One

Part Seven

Note: You’re getting three parts this week! Shocking I know, mainly because the move is finally happening (don’t ask … just don’t) and my computer will be down.

Enjoy – see ya on the flip side.

“And you just accepted his … I’m sorry for leaving you on a war torn planet, where you were the General of children! My bad you were shot at, almost killed, and had your friends as young as six die in your arms, how about a second chance?” Cody glared at his Dragon. He had felt his anger rise, with each part of the story. At the end, he felt grief, love, and admiration for his Mate. Through all of that Obi-Wan still held on to his beliefs as a Jedi, and never moved away from the light. It was probably a good thing Master Jinn wasn’t alive … “If I ever meet the di’kut I’m smacking the ever living osik out of him!”

“Well as entertaining as that would be, it wouldn’t be that likely, considering he’s dead.” Obi-Wan gave him a pointed look. He could feel Cody’s wide range of emotions, and it was humbling that his Commander felt them all for him. Sometimes he forgot what it was like to have someone look out for him.

“Obi-Wan since I met you, I’ve seen some weird Force things. Somehow your dead Master coming back either as a ghost or through time-travel wouldn’t shock me.”

“Don’t say that.” The Dragon’s eyes went wide, as his tail whipped around agitated, he didn’t even want to contemplate either of those scenarios. Though a part of him, a small part, would enjoy Master Jinn trying to deal with an irate Cody. “With our luck it would happen.”

With a sigh Cody laid his head against the Dragon. “No one should have gone through that, let alone a child.”

“Yet here you are, technically thirteen and fighting a war.” Obi-Wan rubbed against him, taking comfort from his smell and touch.

“Different situations and you know it.” He ran a hand over the snout, before forcing the Dragon to look at him. “I’m not mentally thirteen, nor a child. Yes, I was aged fast, but I’m an adult. I was trained for combat. If there was one thing that was obvious when the Jedi took command, none of you were soldiers, well expect you and I’m more horrified now that I know why.”

“I’m fine.”

“Not really, but none of us are with this war.” Cody again laid his forehead against the Dragon, he was finding it a comfort. “I will never regret my life, I love my vode and will do everything to protect them. But, I found a purpose when I met you, ner jetii.”

“Cody.” Obi-Wan shifted until he was sitting up, looking down at his Mate. “At times I find it hard not to hate the Kaminos for what they did, to you and your brothers. And I’ll never understand what Jango was thinking, but besides all of that … I’m thankful. You were created for me, in so many ways. And if you will accept, I will have you by my side, until death. Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum.

Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar’tome, mhi me’dinui an, mhi ba’juri verde.” Responding with the Mandalorian marriage vows, was the only thing he could give him. They declared his intent to be with him forever, and maybe one day they could raise warriors … well then again, they did have the 212th so maybe they already were. “Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum, ner Dragon.”

Obi-Wan reached up to his chest, used his claw to slice just under one of his scales. Cody watched, memorized, not sure what to say or do, when the Dragon brought down a glowing orb down to his level. “Ni dinui gar ner ka’rta, ner al’verde, ner cyra’ika.

He reached out to touch it. There was a sudden warmth that encompassed him, he felt nothing but peace and love. Love so strong it brought tears to his eyes. Within a blink of an eye, the light surrounded him, and time stood still.



Cody blinked, then sat up looking around the small campsite, only to realize it was morning. The fire was low but still burning, there were some fish nearby ready to be cooked for breakfast. He stood, shaking his head to get rid of the residue sleepiness, then took stock of himself, noticing nothing had changed. He made his way to the lakeside, watching with a smile as Obi-Wan floated on his back. There were at least a half a dozen fish laid on his stomach, with one between his paws as he snacked on it. It was the most adorable thing he had ever seen.

“How long have I been out?” he asked.

“A few hours.” Obi-Wan answered easily, finishing off the fish he was gnawing on, then swallowed down the rest before swimming over and pulled himself out of the water and did a full body shake getting Cody wet, who stared at him unamused. “The ritual takes a lot out of humans.”

“So that’s it we’re Mated?” He ran a hand through his wet hair, trying not to glare at his adorable Mate. “I thought there would be … well more.”

“For the Dragon side, yes.” Obi-Wan dipped his head down, snuffling against him. “Personally, I’m looking forward to the wedding night.”

He blushed, body betraying how much the thought enticed him. “I guess I’m going to have to wait until we get back.”

“My dear Cody, when I get you back up to the Negotiator. I’ll enjoy stripping you down, and getting to know every inch of you. Find out what makes you blush, moan, and scream my name.” He rubbed against him, eyes filled with lust.

“After you escape Kix.” He couldn’t help the laugh, from the indigent snort. Being tossed into the water was unexpected, he spluttered when surfaced giving his Mate a glare. Obi-Wan gave a small chuckle, before diving in behind him. He guessed it was play time, and he was okay with that. Because at the moment it was just the two of them.

No war.

No seppies.

Just him and his Dragon.

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