Bear Necessities

by obi-ki

Archive: MA, anyone else please ask.

Pairing: Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan

Catagory: PWP, Qui/Obi

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: None

Spoilers: Not really. Post TPM but I'm a card carrying member of the Council of Denial.

Summary: Sometimes impatience can be a good thing.

Disclaimers: Everything Star Wars belongs to George Lucas and Lucasfilms. I am just playing in his world, borrowing the boyz and their accomplices and will return them all when I'm through. No money is being made from this, it is all done for entertainment only.

Author's notes: This story is direct sequel to "Unexpected Gifts" and still follows the same universe as "Force Transcending" although it does stand alone. This piece previewed during the "Bedtime Stories Party" at Connexions so for those who attended it will be familair. As always, massive Qui-Gon hugs to my marvelous beta/editor, Monalee. Without her constant support I would never get anything written. As always, I can't resist making a few final tweaks, so all mistakes are mine. Hope you enjoy the story.

Feedback: Please, it's the only way I knows what works. Onlist or off at kiowkqgj@yahoo.com

The door had barely slid closed behind Qui-Gon when an annoyed voice called out, "It's about flipping time. Where in the Sith hells have you been?"

"Good evening to you too, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said with a smile.

Obi-Wan stalked forward until he was toe to toe with his lover. "Forget good evening. I have been waiting here for over two hours. Where were you?"

"I spent most of the afternoon with the Council as you are well aware," Qui-Gon replied, trying to hide his smile. "As I was leaving the chamber first Mace, then Adi, then Plo wanted my input on a number of issues that arose while I was on Babali."

"They couldn’t have waited until tomorrow?" Obi-Wan grumbled. "I'm beginning to think people are conspiring to keep us apart."

"I got back as soon as I could. Did we have specific plans for tonight that I forgot about?" Qui-Gon asked, his eyes roaming over his lover's half naked body.

"Not plans exactly but I thought it would be nice if we could spend some time…" Obi-Wan allowed the sentence to trail off as his hands moved to his lover's belt. "Doesn’t matter. You're back now."

Qui-Gon grabbed the wandering hands and said, "Slow down. Where's Anakin?"

Twisting to free his hands, Obi-Wan went back to unbuckling the belt as he replied, "He's spending the night at Toq's."

"So there's no need to rush. We have all night," the older man countered.

"And I plan to use every minute of it. Now come," Obi-Wan ordered as he tossed the belt on the chair.

"Any chance I could get a shower?" Qui-Gon chuckled as he allowed himself to be pulled to the bedroom.

Obi-Wan turned as soon as they made it through the doorway and nuzzled his face into his lover's armpit. "You don't need a shower," he declared after inhaling deeply. He ran his tongue along the strip of skin exposed by the vee of Qui-Gon's tunics and added, "Though I could give you a tongue bath."

"And something to eat?" Qui-Gon added, a surge of lust washing over him from his lover's suggestion.

"Oh don’t worry, I'll feed you," the younger man drawled as he dropped to his knees and nestled his face into Qui-Gon's groin. "We could start with sharing protein if you're that hungry."

Fighting the urge to just toss Obi-Wan onto the bed, he pulled the younger man to his feet and said, "I know that we haven’t had any time alone since you got back but…" The rest of Qui-Gon's words were swallowed when his mouth was taken in a demanding kiss.

When Obi-Wan pulled back he growled, "Except for our one night together on Agamar, we have been apart for almost four tens on separate missions and we have done nothing more than share a bed in exhausted sleep in the three days we have been back in Temple. Do you want to know what I have been doing in the time I have been waiting for you to get home tonight? I have been imagining everything that I have missed for all that time. The feel of your lips and hands on my mouth and skin, the heat of your mouth surrounding my cock, the thickness of your cock inside my body."

His arousal surging at those suggestive words, Qui-Gon pulled the younger man into his arms and kissed him deeply. When they broke for air, he said, "I have missed you as well, my own. I have missed your smile, your laugh, your taste, the feel of you in my arms, the weight of your body atop mine and the sound of your cry when you come."

Obi-Wan's hands moved back to Qui-Gon's tunics and in seconds he had stripped them off. He wrapped his arms around the broad chest and buried his face against his neck. "I have missed you so much," he whispered. "I have been aching for you. While I waited for you tonight, I even considered reenacting some of the things you told me you did with my gift after I left for Garqi." A touch of the Force brought the gift in question into his hand. He took a step back, placed the fluffy bear against his arm where is rested on Qui-Gon's chest and chuckled wryly. "Couldn't do it though. It would have been like having sex with my little brother. Maybe I should have ordered a 'Jinny' for myself when I had 'Benny' made for you."

"Then I shall have to add a 'Jinny' to the traditional rock for your next naming day," Qui-Gon remarked with a fond smile at the item caught between them. "Though we had best make sure we find a den for them away from the prying eyes of the cleaning staff and padawans. We bear the brunt of enough suggestive gossip without news of our plushie fetish circulating."

"It's not my fault that Master Jocasta found us researching Kalarbari bondage methods in the Library archives?" Obi-Wan said indignantly. Catching his Master's expression, he rephrased his comment. "Well, maybe it is, but the temptation was too great. You looked so sexy trussed to the chair in the traditional Kalarbari courtship binding."

Qui-Gon couldn’t stifle the laugh the memory evoked as he tightened his arms around Obi-Wan. Crushing Benny between them, he stopped the conversation by kissing his lover breathless. Pulling back, he regarded him seriously and asked, "And what can I do to alleviate your ache? What is it you want most, my Obi-Wan?"

"You," Obi-Wan replied fervently, "In every variation our bodies will allow us in one night."

"I think you have too high an opinion of this old man's stamina, my own," Qui-Gon laughed. "But I will do my best to give you what you need." He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his lover's leggings as he leaned in for another quick kiss. "Any preference where we start?"

All this talk had increased his arousal and Obi-Wan rocked his pelvis against Qui-Gon's as he initiated a deep kiss. Thrusting his tongue into that warm cavern, his cock throbbed at the memory of being incased in the wet heat. When he broke the kiss, he pleaded huskily, "I have dreamt of the feel of your mouth surrounding me. Would you suck me?"

“With pleasure,” Qui-Gon replied as he pressed Obi-Wan roughly against the wall. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled Obi-Wan’s leggings down then dropped to his knees in front of him.

Quick reflexes allowed Obi-Wan to catch Benny as he slipped from between them. Holding the bear in his hands, he sucked in a breath as Qui-Gon swallowed him without another word. The vision of his Master kneeling before him still dressed in his boots and leggings was such an erotic sight that he fought to keep from coming from just the view.

Qui-Gon placed his hands on Obi-Wan's hips, holding his lover steady as he pleasured him. Obi-Wan's ragged breathing and throaty moans filled the air and he dedicated himself to making sure those sounds continued. Tightening his grasp on his lover's hips to help him remain upright, he sucked and licked the column of flesh in his mouth with relish. He enjoyed having the opportunity to focus totally on Obi-Wan's pleasure and found it very arousing.

Leaning heavily against the wall with his pants pooled at his ankles, Obi-Wan lost himself in the pleasure of being surrounded by the familiar wet heat, the feeling of Qui-Gon’s tongue running along his length, the mouth holding him alternating between gentle and strong suction. Strands of hair teasing over his thighs and balls added to the intensity as Qui-Gon’s mouth moved up and down on his shaft. The exquisite sensations were sending him careening towards orgasm at a breakneck pace and he barely had the time bury his face in Benny’s fur to stifle his scream before he was coming.

Fighting to hold back his own release, Qui-Gon savored the fluid filling his mouth, continuing to suckle and lick until he had milked every drop. Only when Obi-Wan's penis has fully softened, did he release it and get up from his knees. Pulling his spent lover into his arms, he looked into Obi-Wan's eyes and asked softly, "Was that what you needed, my own?"

Allowing the hand holding Benny to fall to his side, Obi-Wan took a moment to kiss Qui-Gon, stroking his tongue into his lover's mouth so that he could taste himself. When he pulled back, he replied, "It was a wonderful beginning, though I would like us both to satisfy many more of each other's needs before the sun rises." Stepping out of his leggings, he slid his fingers into the waistband of Qui-Gon's. "So what would you like? I would happily return the favor." Before Qui-Gon could reply, he slipped the hand holding Benny between them, stroking the bear over the heavy bulge in his Master's leggings and teased mischievously, "Unless you've decided that you prefer to play only with this little guy."

Qui-Gon took the bear from Obi-Wan, looking at it intently for a few moments as if actually contemplating Obi-Wan's suggestion before tossing it in the direction of the bed and scooping his naked lover into his arms. "As wonderful as Benny is, why would I settle for an imitation when the real thing is right in front of me?"

Using a touch of the Force to augment his strength, Qui-Gon stalked over to the bed and deposited Obi-Wan on it. He toed off his boots and stripped off his leggings then settled on the bed beside his lover. "Plus Benny is missing two integral elements that I find myself craving tonight." At Obi-Wan's confused look, he explained. "As you reminded me in your eloquent gift card, Benny is missing the necessary anatomical opening to allow penetration. But he is missing something else of equal importance."

Glancing over at the bear leaning against the wall, Obi-Wan asked somewhat petulantly, "He is? And just what is he missing?"

Never taking his eyes from Obi-Wan's face, Qui-Gon used his fingers to tease the sensitive skin behind his balls even as he penetrated his lover's body with tendrils of the Force. He continued his teasing caresses until he had dragged a number of moans, groans and pleas from the younger man.

"Oh yes, don’t stop," Obi-Wan pleaded brokenly as the imaginary fingers inside him stroked over his prostate.

Qui-Gon shifted one of his legs under Obi-Wan's to increase his access and continued his touches as he drew a bottle of massage oil into his free hand. Pouring a substantial amount onto his fingers, he quickly replaced the tendrils of the Force with them. When another plea of, "more, please" filled the air, he declared huskily, "That's what. I find I have missed hearing the sounds of your pleasure as much as I have missed having you in my arms and I plan on doing all within my power to make sure the full array of those sounds ring through the air around us before this night is over."

"Yes," Obi-Wan hissed as he pushed down onto those exploring fingers. "Keep that up and you will get your fill and then some. I expect my voice will be hoarse from screaming come morning."

"I'll do my best," Qui-Gon chuckled, as he removed his fingers and shifted to kneel between Obi-Wan's thighs. Positioning himself at the stretched opening, he spread the remaining oil from his fingers into his shaft and pressed slowly forward until he was fully sheathed. "Oh yes, definitely no comparison."

Even as he gave himself over to the pleasure of having his lover inside him, Obi-Wan's passion-darkened eyes took on a mischievous glint as he glanced over Qui-Gon's shoulder. Struggling a little to access the Force in his current state, he finally was able to direct a tendril at the object of their earlier discussion and shift it between his Master's spread legs. He heard Qui-Gon's shuddering gasp when Benny's soft fur rubbed gently against the skin of his inner thighs and scrotum. He increased the pressure with each pass until he was rewarded with a throaty groan.

"Benny may not be able to make sounds but with he can definitely help me trigger some," Obi-Wan drawled. "And with his assistance, I should be able to insure that I won’t be the only one whose voice is scream-roughened by morning."

Obi-Wan's knowing grin dissolved into a series of loud moans as Qui-Gon began thrusting inside him. As their passion grew, his hold on Benny eroded and the bear dropped onto the bed beside them. Glancing down to see Benny looking up at him with his little bear smile, he realized that with the assortment of things the bear would witness sharing their bedroom, it was a very good thing that Benny couldn’t speak.

The end.