A snicker. "Master, don't you know chewing gum when you see it?
Now sit still!"
Qui-Gon shrugged. He sat in a pile of pinkish glop, wearing
only training pants.
"I still don't get it."
The younger man laughed, rolling the edges around his master
like dough. "Just wait. You'll like this. Besides, what's wrong
with a little kink?"
Cerulean eyes flashed. "Kink is one thing, but...this is
outrageous!!"
Obi-Wan attached a hose device into the gooey substance. He
admired the powerful body, flexed in lotus position.
Qui-Gon was curious despite himself. "What now?"
Obi-Wan climbed alongside him, sitting down in the goo. "We
suck face."
"Padawan!"
"Oh, stop being so prissy. Besides, who was it that poured a
gallon of honey all over me-"
"Obi-Wan..."
"Not to mention the whipped cream prior to that. You've been
pretty greedy in the past."
Qui-Gon sighed, eyes sparkling with affection. They played a
dangerous game. Rumors and suspicion were rampant about the
temple.
Emerald eyes glowed back. "Why are you staring so, Master?"
Big hands pulled the fine face into a kiss. "I was thinking how
beautiful and defiant you are."
"Hmm" Obi-Wan closed his eyes as Qui-Gon cuddled. The pink goo
puffed around them.
//We must be careful, love. Not to belabor the point, but the
Council would take a dim view of our relationship. You are not
yet a knight.//
Obi-Wan panted, pulling his lips free. "I know. But the last
three months have been absolutely wonderful. Gladly would I
trade my knighthood-"
Qui-Gon covered his lips with long fingers. "You will not. I am
at fault here, for it is my responsibility to see to it that
you are trained to your full potential. Perhaps I've failed."
Jade eyes burned with intensity. "You've failed at nothing! I
have the finest Master on Coruscant. Do you know how envious
the other padawans are of my situation?"
Qui-Gon eyed the rising glop. "I...hadn't considered. But I
still think that...Obi-Wan, is this substance safe?"
Obi-Wan suckled the thick neck. "Mmm. Master, you can be so
silly. What harm can come of bubble gum?"
Qui-Gon pinched his eyes shut in pleasure. The warm lips were
sweet against his throat. Flowing locks fell in a tangle down
his back.
//Obi...there are times when I wish we could just fly away and
be together.//
The gum continued to swell and rise around them. The two men
were too engrossed to notice.
/Do you find me sexy?/
It was a ridiculous question. //You tempt me. This is insane.//
Pulling kisses. Soon they were lost to passion. They plopped
into the mixture, caressing and clutching in heat.
The goo completely encased them, forming a huge bubble. The air
hose was nearly choked with rubbery gunk. Strong winds wafted
through the living room window.
/I love your kisses, master./
//We...are going to get in trouble.//
/A secret. No one knows./
"Mmm."
Obi-Wan pulled the taller man over him. Busy hands stripped the
big body bare, tugging down thin gauze pants. A heavy erection
bobbed high.
"Oh. What's this, now?"
"Obi-Wan" Qui-Gon gasped. "You drive me mad."
A strong hand pulled the column of flesh higher. Hot lips
settled on the velvet head, teasing it to explosion.
Qui-Gon jerked as orgasm claimed him. "Force!!" he
shouted, shivering.
Obi-Wan licked cream off his lips. "Like that?"
Qui-Gon grabbed him. He wanted to taste that sweet skin.
"Tease. Now I'll repay the favor!"
Heedlessly they embraced, not noticing the sphere of gum
surrounding them in a cocoon. The air valve snapped. It bounced
down the hallway.
Startled, the two jedi realized their predicament too late.
They rolled over each other in the bubble as it bounced through
the double glass doors leading to the garden.
"Obi-Wan!!"
"Master!!"
Wild eyed they turned helplessly as the huge goo ball bounded
off the back patio.
"We've got to use the force!" Obi-Wan shouted as they rolled
across the back lawn.
"Wait, Obi-Wan! The wind-"
Too late. A huge gust of air carried the balloon of gum up, up
and away...
In horror the pair realized their dilemma. Nude, in an
impossible situation. How to explain?
They sailed high over the jedi complex. Bustling activity was
everywhere on a bright and sunny day. A padawan pointed in
their direction.
Qui-Gon pressed against their prison of glop. "We're going to
cause a commotion!"
Obi-Wan squeezed alongside. "Oh no. Look, we're near the main
temple!"
It happened as they spoke. Large crowds gathered below,
pointing high at the spectacle above them. Masters, knights and
padawans alike all gawked at the improbable sighting.
In dread the pair looked down. Shouts were heard below.
Obi-Wan spoke in gloomy tones. "Well, you did say you wished we
could just fly away together."
Qui-Gon sighed. "Prophetic. We are in serious bantha jam."
Laibret couldn't believe his eyes. Laughing, he bolted into the
Council session chamber. Black shocks of hair were wild across
his face.
"Masters! I have a report!"
Ooereth glanced in his direction from her postition at the
conference table. "How now, padawan! What means this uproar."
"Forgive me, but-"
"You will explain this outrageous behavior" Boralis stated.
"This is a closed session."
The young man bowed deeply. "An amazing sight is above our
complex. There's a big pink balloon floating high over the
temple."
"Nonsense, is" Yoda replied.
"We have little patience for this. Go, return to your duties"
Ooereth waved him off.
"But you don't understand-"
The doors swung wide as Mace Windu burst into the chamber, dark
eyes wild with disbelief.
"Esteemed masters. A sight most mad occurs outside. Come and
see!"
Ooereth stared in shock. "What happens? Is it serious?"
"Not serious. Absurd! All of you, come!"
Like an avalanche the masters raced out to see. Yoda brought up
the rear.
"Too old for this. Silly, is. Like schoolyard children."
By now the floating bubble had captured everyones' attention.
Hundreds of jedi now stared at the weird sight.
"Can you see?"
"I sense someone within that sphere."
"Why sense, Vern? Use your eyes, for force sake!"
"They can't get out."
"But who is it? Why are they in that balloon!"
The jedi masters thundered from the main temple. Seas of
knights and padawans moved aside.
Windu pointed. "Look there."
Ooereth stared in disbelief, her hair whipping in the wind.
"What madness?!"
Boralis pinched his thick brows together. "I could swear there
are two people in that thing. Whatever it is."
Kaddon. "Whoever it is has a lot of explaining to do!"
Yoda was speechless. He stood wide eyed, ears spinning in
circles.
"Bizarre, is. A prank perhaps?"
Ooni shook her head. "Then the prank is on them. How do they
plan to get out?"
Inside the sphere it was getting warm.
"Obi-Wan...we don't have an indefinite supply of air in here!"
The younger man poked at the gooey walls. They were
increasingly soft.
"Something else, master. The gum...it's getting looser!"
Qui-Gon squinted skyward. "Great. The sun is probably doing
this."
"At least we aren't ascending any further."
Qui-Gon looked into the distance. "Yes, but how do we get
down?"
Yoda had seen many sights in his 800 years, but nothing like
this.
"What now? The thing floats over the main square!"
"Maybe it's a big party favor" Ooni stared up.
Boralis shook his jowls. "This prank will be punished. The
entire temple is in disruption!"
Windu squinted. "You know, I could almost swear I recognize
whoever is in there!"
The pink bubble now hovered over the water fountain in the main
square.
The goo thinned even more.
"I don't like this" Obi-Wan stared at the weakening walls.
Qui-Gon looked from within their prison in dismay. "Obi-Wan, I
sense our journey is about to-"
He didn't get to finish. The bubble burst.
Two tumbling forms plopped into the water fountain. Obi-Wan and
Qui-Gon were hopelessly encased in goo, stuck together over a
marble statue.
In dumbstruck awe groups of jedi approached.
Obi-Wan wanted to disappear. "Does anyone have a rock I could
hide under?" he groaned.
Several padawans were laughing, much to the chagrin of their
masters.
"Look, isn't that Obi-Wan?"
"He's all messed up."
"I'm telling. His master is with him!"
"Silence, padawans!"
A few knights gawked in disbelief.
"They are nude!"
"The rumors are true. A disgrace."
"Ridiculous!"
"I would never have thought..."
Obi-Wan couldn't look up. He was almost grateful the gum
obscured his vision. Not that he was anxious to see his
contemporaries anyway.
Qui-Gon winced as his fellow masters approached. He looked at
his padawan sadly.
//I've never been so embarrassed in my entire life.//
Yoda took up the gauntlet. "Disgrace, is! Explain!!" his ears
spun in rage.
Qui-Gon was subdued as the crowd gawked. "I...cannot explain,
fellow masters. An error in judgement-"
"It's my fault" Obi-Wan interrupted, his face coated in goo.
"It seemed to be a good prank at the time-"
"Prank! Young padawans do see!!"
"And does that explain your nudity?!" Mace thundered. "Enough.
This is neither the time nor place" he motioned to a knight.
"Get blankets."
"At once, master" the woman darted off through the crowd.
Ooereth turned to the throng. "All of you. Show's over. Return
to your activities" she waved a gesture of dismissal.
Snickers, whispers and sidelong glances. Reluctantly the crowd
dispersed.
Kaddon and Boralis looked at each other, shaking their heads.
Obi-Wan looked down. /We'll be the talk of the temple./
Qui-Gon couldn't meet their eyes either. //We already were, in
any case.//
The next few days were difficult. Obi-Wan endured taunts from
his fellow padawans. Qui-Gon found his credibility strained.
At home they found relative peace and quiet, away from prying
eyes and suspicion.
Obi-Wan sighed as they ate dinner. "Master, the next time I
come up with a kinky idea, shoot me."
Deep blue eyes sparkled. "I am at fault, for it should never
have come to this. Obi-Wan, I'm afraid a decision must be
made."
The younger man paused. "Decision? What are you talking about!"
Deep sigh. Qui-Gon looked down at his food. "Separate
quarters."
"No!!"
"I'm afraid so. It isn't my wish, but-"
Emerald eyes narrowed. "Is the Council pressuring you?"
"I was grilled over the coals for my so called 'corruption of
status.'"
Obi-Wan snorted. "Corruption of status?! What kind of nonsense
is that!"
Qui-Gon smiled ruefully. "Not so nonsensical to them. With your
knighthood so close, they see my influence on you as a
distraction."
Obi-Wan stabbed at his food in irritation. The high cheeks
flushed. "They make it sound as if I'm some fool with a ring in
my nose."
"I know that. You know that. But remember, the
Council is run by masters of the old order. What could I say?
We know the tenets, and disobeyed them openly."
Obi-Wan gripped a big hand. "Forgive me. I shouldn't
have...given you ideas."
The grip was returned. Hard. "Ideas I already had anyway, love.
You are too lush to resist. But now the price must be paid."
Green eyes darkened in anger. "What really burns me is that if
I were a knight, none of this would be an issue."
"The public spectacle would be. But as they say, timing is
everything."
The door buzzer rung.
"Who could that be at this hour?" Obi-Wan wondered.
Qui-Gon stood formally. "Three guesses. And the first two don't
count."
Obi-Wan stood back from the door panel. An angry group of
masters stood in the hallway.
Gang attack. he mused.
Windu stepped forward. "I trust we are not interrupting?"
Qui-Gon stared regally. "Of course not. We merely were
finishing our evening meal. Come in, all of you."
Obi-Wan eyed them cautiously as they strode inside. Boralis,
Ooereth, Ooni, Windu. Yoda was conspicuously absent.
Qui-Gon motioned for them to sit at the table. "Tea?"
Ooni shook her head. "Unfortuneately, this isn't a social call.
But you know that already."
Qui-Gon sighed. "Yes."
"Obi-Wan, attend" Boralis stated.
Bowing, Obi-Wan sat alongside his master.
There was a beat of uncomfortable silence. Qui-Gon spoke first.
"Let me say first that I regret any embarassment to the order
of Masters. A prank got out of hand, and I take full
responsibility."
Boralis was grim. "Responsiblity that is shared. Obi-Wan is an
adult."
"I admit my guilt in this" the padawan said quietly.
Ooereth steepled her slender hands. "Why were you nude?"
"I..." Qui-Gon felt his throat go dry. We had just bathed" he
lied. "Obi-Wan decided to play a trick on me. It backfired on
us both."
The masters looked at each other. Windu coughed.
"That's either the truth or the lamest story I've ever heard."
Obi-Wan piped up. "It was an unintentional spectacle."
"I would suppose so" Boralis shook his jowls. "For assuredly,
no sane person would humiliate themselves so on purpose!"
Obi-Wan turned red.
Ooni suppressed a grin. "There was no infraction of the Code?"
"How can you suggest that?!" Qui-Gon feigned outrage.
"I know you. And you know the rumors."
"There is nothing!"
Ooereth looked them both over. Master and padawan alike put on
their most innocent faces.
"For your sake I hope so. I don't buy into rumors, but there
have been situations in the past that are best
deemed...questionable."
"All explained. There was no impropriety."
Windu gave an odd smile. "So it would seem. Again, there is no
basis for suspicion."
But it exists nonetheless Obi-Wan thought. We've got
to be careful.
Qui-Gon noticed an absence. "Where is Yoda?"
Boralis replied. "His presence isn't necessary here. We want to
determine what if any action should be taken."
A pause. "What have you decided?"
"I'll be straight with you" Windu intoned. "We can't prove the
Code was violated. But we will watch and monitor."
Oh, great. The sex police Obi-Wan thought.
Qui-Gon appeared hopeful. "Is there anything else?"
Boralis snorted. "Penance. You are to conduct seminars on
abstinence."
Qui-Gon glared. "What! The Jedi have no tenets on such a
topic-"
"It will quell public suspicion" Ooni replied.
"So we're to be poster boys for prim behavior!!"
"You dare speak this way after what occurred? Prim behavior
might do you good for a change, Qui-Gon!"
Boralis. "Aye. Do you have any idea how you looked to
the creche? They have no sophistication. How can you expect
children to understand if we don't??"
The two had the grace to blush.
"What am I to do?" Obi-Wan was muted.
The masters stood. "Attend the seminars as well. Wear your
tarmac white."
Obi-Wan stared. The robes of chastity?
"We will comply" Qui-Gon said quietly, standing also.
"Good" the group headed down the hallway to the door. Boralis,
Ooni and Ooereth threaded out. Windu stopped and paused.
"Not that I believe you. No doubt there's more to the story.
But consider this a reprieve. The next time may have unpleasant
consequences."
Obi-Wan went pale. Qui-Gon spoke softly, his voice low.
"How can there be a next time when there was-"
Windu waved him off. "Force be with you. Don't attempt to cover
a lie with more lies. There is no conceivable explanation you
could give as to why you were in such a ridiculous situation.
For a young padawan it would be funny. For a Master it is
absurd."
The two jedi couldn't think of a thing to say as Windu walked
out.
Later, Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon quietly reviewed their position
while lounging in the living room.
"Stop changing the channels" Qui-Gon told his charge.
"Sorry. Can't concentrate on what I want to look at" Obi-Wan
clicked away on the remote.
A warm hand gripped his. "Could you put that down a moment,
please?"
"Okay" Obi-Wan sighed. He turned to his love.
"What are we going to do?"
"We'd better do nothing. I know it doesn't seem like an answer,
but it's all I can think of right now."
Emerald eyes flashed in defiance. "They don't believe our story
anyway. What does it matter now? It isn't as if we parade our
relationship in the town square."
Blue eyes were on him. Rueful smile. "Interesting choice of
words, considering the display we put on at the temple garden."
Obi-Wan flushed again. "I just hope we can live it down. I
can't even go on the lecture tours without hearing jeers and
catcalls."
The regal features frowned. "I know what you mean. I've lost
count of all the head shaking and sideways glances."
Obi-Wan leaned in. Qui-Gon caught the scent of the spiky hair,
a peppery aroma.
"Easy" he breathed. Obi-Wan was lovely. Eyes greener than
vegredis stone bored through him. Rosy lips plump and tempting.
Smooth, golden skin with a gentle sheen. The high cheeks were
ruddy with desire.
"Isn't it a little late for that?"
Qui-Gon eased back. "Perhaps. But if we make the situation
worse..."
"Worse than what? I love you."
Obi-Wan lunged, pulling his love into a hard embrace.
Qui-Gon felt his pulse race. //Madness!//
The two men rolled to the floor. Qui-Gon kissed Obi-Wan hard.
Busy hands pulled clothing loose as hot breathing replaced
conversation.
Bedraggled and swollen Qui-Gon managed to pull off. "Wait,
beloved. We make the same mistake if we are discovered again."
Obi-Wan panted, chest heaving and slick through a thin shirt.
Healthy nipples poked prominently. The fine mouth sprouted a
curling tongue.
/Make love to me./
"Sith" Qui-Gon swore, plunging onto the hot body. He kissed the
wet shirt open, sampling the luscious chest. Lips fixed on
honeyed nipples.
//Make your bed...//
/Sleep in it./
They thought no more that night as passion stole reason.
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