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Category: PWP

Ratings: PG

Warnings: None

Spoilers: None

Summary: What happens when our heroes are left alone.

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Obi-Wan stood on the balcony facing the rising sun. He'd finished his morning mediations and was just soaking in the sun's refreshing warmth. The world was moving around him. He felt so rejuvenated and enlivened.

A retreat hadn't sounded like the best idea, when Qui-Gon had suggested the trip. The serenity of the forest world had indeed been what Master and Apprentice needed. In few days they'd been here, Obi-Wan's connection to the force had grown infinitely stronger. The same was true of his connection to his master.

At this time a pair of hand came around his torso and worked their way inside his robe. Obi-Wan started to turn, but was halted by the bearded face kissing his neck. Instead, he reached his arms back to find his master.

The two stood in their embrace for a while. Enjoying the moment of their harmony. The sun shone down on them making everything seem that much better. Off in the distance birds were singing to each other attempting to attract mates. The universe was in harmony right now.

Qui-Gon quickly turned Obi-Wan around and gestured him to be silent. Taking Obi-Wan by the hand, Qui-Gon led him back into the suite that they were sharing. In the bathroom, there was a bath already drawn and the entire room was illuminated by candle-light.

Obi-Wan gasped slightly as he took in the entire display. Efficiently, Qui-Gon removed the flowing robe from around Obi-Wan's shoulders. The water was warm on Obi-Wan's skin. He luxuriated in the warmth.

Qui-Gon kneaded Obi-Wan's shoulders. The warm water and massage was relaxing Obi-Wan even further than the meditation had taken him. Qui-Gon's hands felt so good on his skin. He wished that they could do this more. Obi-Wan appreciated the confidence of Qui-Gon in sending him out on solo missions more frequently, he sorely missed the comfort of these moments.

"Your thoughts betray you, Apprentice. Relax, don't focus on the time we don't spend together; enjoy the time we do."

Obi-Wan started to protest and decided against it. Qui-Gon was correct, there was no need to start foolish arguments. The day was coming too soon when Obi-Wan would undergo the trials and become a knight in his own right. The time the two of the had together would all but disappear when that happened.

There would be time to lament the passing of their relationship when the time came. The thought sent shivers down Obi-Wan's spine. The feeling wasn't one that he could easily identify and he wasn't sure that he really wanted to track it down either.

Qui-Gon poured a fragrant cleanser onto Obi-Wan's hair and started massaging it in. Obi-Wan writhed with pleasure. Having his hair washed was one of the great pleasures of the universe. He thrilled to feel a man's fingers flowing through his tresses. Adding even more pleasure, Qui-Gon continued down and scrubbed Obi-Wan's bearded face.

"Don't struggle. Have you learned nothing? Sometimes you can not control what is happening, you can only embrace the inevitable." Qui-Gon's voice was in Obi-Wan's as he started to twist around to face his partner and was stopped.

Obi-Wan settled back against Qui-Gon's chest. He wanted to fight. He didn't want to relinquish control. He knew that he'd been admonished about this "character" flaw of his. In the end, he always gave into Qui-Gon's pliant and supple charms. Somehow no matter how logical or right Obi-Wan felt, Qui-Gon managed to turn everything into an object lesson.

Still, right now feeling Qui-Gon's hands as the roamed over his body, things didn't seem to matter quite so much. Obi-Wan's pulse started to quicken in response to the touches being placed on him. He could feel Qui-Gon start to swell behind him and the resultant erection from himself.

Damn the man. Qui-Gon played Obi-Wan like a maestro. Everything the man did elicited a feeling of desire in him. Right now Qui-Gon was stroking his rib cage. To an outside observer the action would appear to be no more than one would use on a pet, Obi-Wan was starting to bust from the desire that was overtaking him quickly.

Obi-Wan pulled away from Qui-Gon's control. Slowly, he started to grind up against his master. A soft sigh escaped the control conscious Jedi. He to could be led if the appropriate stimuli were given. Obi-Wan just had to work harder at applying the correct stimulus to his Master.

Now that he was free of Qui-Gon's grasp, Obi-Wan turned around and kissed him. Qui-Gon tasted sweet. There was no fruit like it on all the worlds they'd traveled on together. Satisfying, yet leaving you wanting more.

Obi-Wan continued to kiss Qui-Gon. Roaming over his face and onto his neck. There was a sweet spot where Qui-Gon's shoulder met his neck that was delectable. Obi-Wan nibbled at this spot and felt Qui-Gon shudder under him. The reversal of fortune was exciting, all of sudden Obi-Wan was in control.

Qui-Gon continued stroking the Obi-Wan's back. Long, slow, methodic strokes from his neck down towards his buttocks. Obi-Wan wrapped his legs around Qui-Gon and held him. He could feel his master grow even larger under his caresses.

Slowly, Obi-Wan maneuvered himself into position. In a moment, he took Qui-Gon into himself. Qui-Gon moaned and shuddered. Obi-Wan took advantage of his position and slide himself up and down. Qui-Gon anchored himself to the side of the bath so that Obi-Wan would have a anchor point.

Time slowed down and dilated. Obi-Wan felt like this moment would never end. The beautiful look on Qui-Gon's face, the feeling of Qui-Gon's erection inside of him, the knowledge that this was a moment of pure joy all combined to make this a pinnacle of their relationship. Obi-Wan knew that in years to come this would be a cherished moment for the two of them.

As suddenly as the moment began, Qui-Gon climaxed. They just stayed were they were enjoying the moment. The water began to cool and they need to move. Qui-Gon extricated himself first and found towels. He aided Obi-Wan out of the tub and wrapped him in a large towel.

Qui-Gon led him back to the balcony. The sun's warmth seemed even better now. Qui-Gon toweled Obi-Wan off, and allowed Obi-Wan to do the same for him. They retrieved chairs and sat down to enjoy the after glow.

"I told you, Padawan. Sometimes you have to yield to the inevitable."