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Archive: Master And Apprentice,QJEB, any others please ask
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Spoilers: none
Category: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: m/m
Feedback: Much appreciated, and will definitely encourage
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Summary: Qui-Gon gets bored during a trip to the library, and
Obi-Wan decides to take a study break!
Disclaimer: Owned by George Lucas, no money made, blah, blah,
promise to put them back after a bad night's rest.
Notes: A special thank you goes to Boots, who was kind enough
to give this little story a fair beta.
Qui-Gon Jinn was bored out of his mind. The Jedi Master walked
amongst the library shelves, doing his best to appreciate the
numerous old paper books that surrounded him. The dust was
beginning to tickle his nose, and to be honest, he could
picture himself far happier in one of the many meditation
gardens that were scattered the temple grounds. The reason that
he was here was his beloved padawan, who was currently
stretching to reach a particular book from one of the top
shelves. Obi-Wan was truly in his element, here among the
lengthy, serious books that many of his peers would shun.
Qui-Gon reached one long arm up and over his padawan's reach,
effortlessly acquiring what Obi-Wan wanted. He handed the book
over to his serious, focused student with a smirk on his face.
Obi-Wan smiled briefly at his master, then took the book from
his hands gratefully, his focus clearly trained on its
contents.
"Thank you, Master" his apprentice said, his voice hushed in
respect for the others that shared the library with them.
Qui-Gon sighed, looking about the abandoned library, he knew
that they were the only ones there at this force-forsaken time
of night. They had been there for 3 hours and Qui-Gon was ready
to leave 2 hours ago. Even so, he let none of his frustration
filter through the training bond that he shared with Obi-Wan,
he did not want the young man to have his studies disrupted
because his master was bored. He knew the value of his
padawan's class work, but didn't know why Obi-Wan had asked him
to come along. Perhaps Obi-Wan wanted the companionship, and
that the young man so desired his company made Qui-Gon feel
better about being dragged from their quarters. Anyhow, he
really didn't like the idea of watching vids back home when
Obi-Wan was away. Maybe if he was lucky, the two of them could
find a deserted corner and take advantage of the quiet setting.
"You're welcome, Padawan" he said softly as his gaze traveled
over the young man's body as Obi added the book his pile. The
shapely form only reminded him that he hadn't touched his young
lover in a long while, not since studies began for the
quarterly examinations. While he was well aware that Obi-Wan
wanted to stay within the top ranks of his peers, he didn't
think the abstinence was fair! It was irritating for Qui-Gon to
share quarters with his lover, always together but never even
touching Obi-Wan. For 2 standard weeks, Qui-Gon suffered
through the exams with patience, waiting until his padawan's
exams ended, which would not be for another 5 days. His eyes
strayed, Qui-Gon found himself tempted to touch the shapely,
firm ass that Qui-Gon knew lay hidden underneath Obi's brown
robe when the young man bent over to examine his precious
findings. He felt himself harden at the thought.
'Sith!' He thought to himself. That's all he needed, for
his body to start reacting to his apprentice. Qui-Gon would
never forgive himself if he allowed his desires to interfere
with his role as Obi-Wan's master. A litany for calm repeated
itself through Qui-Gon's mind as they continued searching.
Despite his best intentions, the master felt his control
dwindling, he was tired, horny and now he was certain Obi-Wan
was teasing him with that swaying, sexy walk of his.
"Obi-Wan, are you almost finished making your selections?" He
asked after a few more minutes of following his padawan through
the shelves of the upper floor of the large library.
"No, Master" the padawan said distractedly. Obi-Wan continued
walking along the row they were in, alternately checking his
list and eyeing the books to his left. Qui-Gon found himself
staring at Obi-Wan's fingers as they ran along the dark, dusty
spines of books as they walked together. Qui-Gon stifled a
groan when his body grew hot. His thoughts were definitely
astray, he couldn't get the memories of how those thin, pale
fingers felt when they caressed his body out of his mind.
Obi-Wan turned to look at his master, only to see the older man
stifling a yawn. The padawan was almost certain the yawn
sounded a lot like a moan, but his master had kept his mental
shielding tight today. Unable to read what his master was
thinking, Obi-Wan decided to let Qui-Gon go with his excuse of
weariness.
He looked at his apprentice sheepishly. "Sorry, Obi-Wan"
"It won't be much longer, Qui-Gon" the young man said with a
knowing smile on his handsome face. He knew his master disliked
trips to the library, as the older man preferred reading in the
comfort of their shared quarters. Qui-Gon smiled and reached
out his hand, brushing at his padawan's braid until it hung
straight again. Hazel eyes watched him intently as he stepped
closer. The taller man swooped down for a quick kiss, his lips
barely brushing against Obi-Wan's in a light caress. Obi-Wan
gasped at the sensation. It had been a while since Qui-Gon and
he shared intimacy, his final exams taking precedence over his
feelings for his master. Until he felt the faint touch of his
master's lips, he was damn proud of the self-control he had
found within himself. He hadn't realized he had closed his eyes
until they fluttered open. His master was watching him with a
lustful look in his eyes.
"Master," he said, finding himself reluctant to remind Qui-Gon
of the reason they were in the library in the first place.
"I'm sorry, Obi-Wan" he said, his desire fading when he noticed
that Obi-Wan was not pleased. Obi-Wan smiled softly, then
closed the distance between them and crushed Qui-Gon to his
chest. He brought Qui-Gon's face down so he could grab a long
taste of the man's full lips. Qui-Gon wrapped his arms around
Obi-Wan clutching the young man to him desperately. Obi-Wan
opened his mouth to the kiss, and Qui-Gon thrust his tongue
into his mouth, seeking to taste every bit of Obi-Wan that he
could. A deep moan erupted from the big man and Obi-Wan felt
his groin tighten at the sound. Force, had it been that long
since they kissed?
Qui-Gon was the one that broke off their passionate embrace.
"Obi-Wan...I need-"
"Please be quiet and lie down, Master" Obi-Wan whispered
harshly as he fumbled with the fastenings to his leggings. A
flash of hesitation tensed through Qui-Gon, but it was quelled
quickly when he realized just how badly he needed this. For a
moment, his eyes lingered over Obi-Wan's body, and he tensed at
the sight of his student's prominent erection. His breathing
began to quicken, coming out in rough pants. The last of his
control quickly slipped away when he saw his own passion
reflected in dark gray eyes. Moments passed as the two lovers
regarded each other. Qui-Gon's focus sharpened until the lines
of Obi-Wan's beautiful face, his soft lips, the wrinkled tunic,
the curve of his padawan's erection drew towards the ceiling of
the library were suddenly the only thing he saw. Seeing as
Qui-Gon wasn't about to move, Obi-Wan went to work on his
master's clothing, releasing his large erection from his tight
leggings. Qui-Gon hissed at the sensation of cool air touching
the hot skin of his penis. Obi-Wan smiled and feathered his
fingertips over the hot shaft.
"Master, do you want me to suck you off?" He asked, teasing.
Qui-Gon was obviously losing control and Obi-Wan loved it.
Qui-Gon leaned over him, his lips and tongue playing gently
with Obi-Wan's ear.
"Everything, Obi-Wan, want you, my Obi-Love!" Obi-Wan gasped
when Qui-Gon pushed the very tip of his hot, wet tongue into
his ear. Quickly, Obi-Wan realized that if he didn't willingly
go down onto the floor very soon, his shaking knees would do
the job for him. Obi-Wan pulled away from the older man
reluctantly, then knelt down on the floor. Qui-Gon followed
without protest and soon the two of them were kissing,
embracing passionately as they knelt on the floor. His master
took firm hold of him and began grinding their hips together.
All thoughts of study and the books near them faded as quickly
as Obi-Wan's resolve had. Obi-Wan began to feel lightheaded,
and he swayed slightly. Then he was held upright by strong
arms, being kissed again and again. When he realized they
needed to change positions in order for more interesting things
to happen, he began tugging at the large brown cloak that
draped his master's shoulders. Qui-Gon allowed his apprentice
to remove the garment, then helped Obi-Wan out of his. After
reluctantly breaking apart from Qui-Gon's embrace, he spread
out their two cloaks, making a spot for the two to lie upon.
"Master, please lie down" he said softly. Qui-Gon slowly
stretched himself out on top of the robes, his erection
sticking out proudly as he settled. He rolled one end of the
fabric to make himself a small pillow so he could watch his
apprentice.
"Beautiful, Master" were the only words Obi-Wan could muster at
the sight his master made. The long brown and silver hair
fanned out beneath Qui-Gon's head, strong, muscular limbs
stretched out, ready for him to taste their salty, musky flavor
and that wonderful, proudly erect cock. 'Only for me!' was the
greedy thought that ran throughout his mind, strengthening his
arousal.
"Only for you, Obi-Wan" his master said, echoing his thoughts,
and he wondered if Qui-Gon had sensed what he had been
thinking. Obi-Wan smiled brilliantly before lowering himself
along Qui-Gon's form. He began slowly, teasing and tasting his
master's body, enjoying the soft moans that echoed through the
small space between book shelves.
"Turn around, Obi-Wan" his master spoke, his voice rough with
need. Obi-Wan obliged his master, turning around so his hips
hovered over Qui-Gon's head. Without waiting to see what his
master had planned for him, Obi-Wan kissed the very tip of the
huge reddened cock that beckoned for his touch. A puff of air
from his mouth and the large phallus twitched. Obi-Wan let out
a loud, desperate moan when he felt his cock enveloped in the
wet, velvety heat of his master's talented mouth. For a moment,
the only thing he could do was feel what Qui-Gon was doing to
him. Then he realized that he had a lovely cock of his own to
play with. He decided to give as good as he was getting. In one
quick movement, he dove down, taking all of Qui-Gon into his
mouth, then pulled up, sucking hard. He felt more than heard
Qui-Gon's moan of approval and that sent a shiver down his
spine. Making love to Qui-Gon was one of Obi-Wan's greatest
pleasures, and he wondered briefly why he demanded they abstain
during his final exams. 'This would be a wonderful cure for all
of my stress!' the odd random thought raced through his mind as
he sucked on the very tip of Qui-Gon's cock, then slowly worked
his way to the base.
/Stop thinking with your mouth full, Obi-Wan/ Qui-Gon sent to
his apprentice as he continued to pleasure the young man.
Pleasure coursed through both men's bodies until Obi-Wan bucked
and thrust hard into Qui-Gon's willing mouth as he climaxed.
Qui-Gon greedily sucked him dry and soon followed his lover's
lead, coming loudly, his voice a raw shout of triumph. Obi was
reluctant to release his lover's penis from his mouth until it
was soft once more. Pleased that he had driven Qui-Gon to
release, Obi moved up until they faced one another. Without
speaking, the two of them embraced, touches that had flamed
with passion just a brief span of time ago were now softened by
love and affection. Qui-Gon brought his lips to meet with Obi's
and they kissed, enjoying the taste of their mutual pleasure.
Still kissing his apprentice, Qui-Gon rolled over until their
positions were reversed.
Qui-Gon ran his hands through Obi-Wan's short auburn hair,
ruffling the normally neat style. Having an advantage over his
master, Obi-Wan was able to caress Qui-Gon's strong body as it
loomed above him. He longed to feel Qui-Gon's hot skin under
his hands, but he refused to undress them, it was too much of a
chance that they'd get caught. As much as that added to his
arousal, he was a bit too inhibited to rip his master's
clothing off like he wanted to. Qui-Gon let out a loud moan and
pushed his groin into Obi-Wan when his hands toyed with his
buttocks. Obi-Wan was impressed when he discovered that both of
them were getting aroused again. Qui-Gon was starting to
struggle with his tunics, trying to undress Obi-Wan, but the
young man stilled his anxious hands with his own.
"Master, we're in public" he said softly, then reassured
Qui-Gon of his desires with a kiss. He wanted this as badly as
Qui-Gon, but they were still in the library. Though there was
little chance of it happening, someone could still catch them.
If he was going to be caught with his master in a compromising
situation, he was at least going to be partially clothed.
"But Obi-Wan, I want to touch you, right now" Qui-Gon said, his
voice desperate with need.
"I want this too, Qui-Gon, but not here, we must remain
clothed" was his only answer. Obi-Wan's lips were caught in a
wonderful, sloppy kiss that severely weakened his resolve.
Poised over his apprentice, he began moving against Obi-Wan,
grinding their bodies together. Obi-Wan moaned loudly and his
hands moved to grab hold of Qui-Gon's ass. Qui-Gon swallowed
his apprentice's moan and started to push Obi's leggings down.
"Sith take it, we haven't got any lube" Qui-Gon said in
frustration, but Obi was not swayed at all.
"I have an idea, Master" he said. Pushing the larger man up, he
used the room to cross his legs at the ankle. Qui-Gon smiled,
pleased that at least one of them was capable of thinking at
this point. He certainly didn't trust his own judgment at the
moment, with a beautiful man underneath him and an erection
that screamed for release. The young man maneuvered him until
they could face each other. Obi reached between the two of them
and grabbed Qui-Gon's cock with his hand, then placed it
between his sweaty, muscular thighs.
"Ah! Obi!" Qui-Gon gasped at the sensation of being surrounded
by hot, slick skin. Obi squirmed in delight as Qui-Gon brushed
up against him, the hard cock brushing against his inflamed
skin. He cried out when Qui-Gon began thrusting into the space
between his legs. It was then he realized what he had missed
all those lonely nights studying in his room, separated from
his beloved master. The impassioned lovemaking that he and
Qui-Gon shared before he decided to concentrate on his exams.
"Harder, please! Harder, Master" he cried out before Qui-Gon
silenced him with another searing kiss. Lips traced a fiery
path from his mouth, down his jaw line until his ear was being
licked and nibbled on. The kisses didn't stop there, they
continued down his neck until Qui-Gon had found a particularly
sensitive spot. Sensation pushed away any other thoughts,
nothing mattered save the hard cock pushing through his legs
and the mouth that mercilessly sucked where his neck met
shoulder. Obi-Wan's body was shaken by the force of his
master's hard thrusting. Sounds of their lovemaking shattered
the silence of the still library.
"Love you, Obi-Wan!" Qui-Gon arched his back and drove his hips
down. Hot, white fluid poured from his cock as he spent himself
with a shout of ecstasy. Once he caught his breath, he realized
that Obi-Wan had not yet found completion. Reaching behind
Obi-Wan's right ear, he took the padawan braid and teased
Obi-Wan's lips with the very end of soft auburn hair. His
apprentice was squirming uncontrollably, fighting to find his
own release.
He ran the braid straight across Obi-Wan's lips and bent to
whisper into his ear.
"I want you to put this in your mouth, Padawan. We can't have
the library hear you scream now, can we?" He chuckled when
Obi-Wan took the braid between his teeth. Hazel eyes were
nearly black with lust as he looked up at his master. Obi-Wan
closed his eyes tight when Qui-Gon reached down and quickly
took his throbbing erection into his hand. Qui-Gon gave the
lovely reddened shaft a few rough jerks and was rewarded by the
look on his padawan's face as the young man climaxed hard. He
was impressed by the keening noise from his apprentice. Obi-Wan
lifted his back and gave a silent scream at the force of his
orgasm. White fluid coated Qui-Gon's hand and spurted onto
Obi-Wan's stomach, yet he continued to milk his lover's cock
until the young man collapsed in a heap. Whimpering softly,
Obi-Wan panted, finding it difficult to recover. His master
pulled away from him and settled down on his side, pulling
Obi-Wan close to him.
Coming to his senses, Obi-Wan spat out his braid and nuzzled
close against his lover. Obi-Wan murmured in appreciation when
Qui-Gon rubbed circles in the small of his back lazily, calming
him.
"Love you, Qui-Baby" he said, his voice now sleepy and rough.
Qui-Gon lifted his eyebrows at the new nickname. He laughed
softly when the padawan shot him an innocent look, making
Obi-Wan smile brightly. Obi-Wan lifted a hand and stroked his
master's cheek gently.
"Let's get out of here, Obi-Wan."
"What? I thought you liked lying here on the floor, Master."
"Hmm, but the beds in our quarters are so much better" he
continued as he fastened his leggings and did the same for his
apprentice. "And, there's plenty of lube back at our place" he
said finally, and that caught Obi-Wan's attention. Obi-Wan gave
him a quick kiss as he straightened his appearance.
"You have a very good point, Qui-Gon" he said as he watched the
other man get up. Qui-Gon gathered their robes, noting with
distaste the fact that they were spotted with ejaculate.
"We'll carry them home" Obi-Wan said with a smile on his face
as they walked down to the library's exit. The books he
collected he checked out with his card and a scanner left on
for those who visited the library after hours.
Qui-Gon looked sideways at him as they continued out the door
and towards their rooms. "And if someone sees us and asks why
we aren't wearing them?"
"We'll say it got too hot to wear them" Obi-Wan answered,
wondering why he was being tested by his master.
"It's not very good to lie, Padawan" a slight hint of humor
showed in Qui-Gon's voice.
Obi-Wan laughed. "Well it's true in a way...things were really
getting hot back there, Master" he quipped, and Qui-Gon gave
him an appreciative leer that grew into laughter that both of
them shared.
Qui-Gon's laughter warmed his padawan's heart and filled him
with happiness that was only matched by the passion they shared
once they finally reached the comfort of Qui-Gon's extra-large
bed.
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