Glowing Brightly

by The Rose (rosarocaminis@yahoo.com)

Title: Glowing Brightly
Author: The Rose
Archive: M/A and my web site, http://www.sockiipress.org/~rose
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/O
Category: humor, h/c
Warnings: Silliness and ouchies
Spoilers: Are you kidding?
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Disclaimers: George Lucas owns all things Star Wars and makes a fortune off of them. Me, I write for the fun of it and give it away for free.
Summary: Written in response to Marguerite's first line challenge. Well, it's not exactly the first line, but I think she'll forgive me.

Master Qui-Gon Jinn blinked in the darkness of the bedroom, staring at the image presently being burned into his retinas. "Padawan," he said slowly, so as not to alarm the young man sauntering toward him, "your lightsaber is glowing."

"I know, Master. It's supposed to."

Qui-Gon considered that carefully. "It is?" was finally the only answer he could come up with.

"Um hmm. It's my new *glow in the dark* lube."

"Ah." The Jedi Master took a moment to eye the flaming red rod when Obi-Wan stopped beside the bed. "How does it feel?"

"Well, you know, it kind of tingles."

"Tingling is good, though, right?"

"Tingling is very good."

"Okay." Qui-Gon held out his arms invitingly. "Then, come here, my little glowrod."

With a mischievous grin, Obi-Wan launched himself onto the bed, managing to land firmly atop the larger man. Qui-Gon's breath whooshed out of him as he caught Obi-Wan in his arms and rolled him over, pinning him beneath his own, greater weight.

"No fair ---" Obi-Wan began, but he fell silent as his mouth was captured and plundered.

Qui-Gon explored every bit of his lover's mouth, his tongue plunging deep, while one hand found a sensitive nipple and pinched it to diamond hardness. Obi-Wan squirmed under him, making the most incredible sounding moans ---

--- moans that were becoming a bit too frantic, now that he thought about it. He lifted his head and was immediately assaulted by a shout.

"OWWWWWW!"

"Obi-Wan? What's wrong?"

"IT BURNS!"

Hurriedly, Qui-Gon rolled off his lover and glanced down at the still glowing erection. Um, the now smoking, glowing erection. "Force, Obi-Wan! What is that stuff?"

"Idon'tknowjustgetitoff!"

Qui-Gon ran for the 'fresher and returned momentarily with a damp cloth. "Here, beloved, let me ---" He tried to wipe off the glowing lube, but only triggered another scream.

"DON'T! THAT HURTS!"

"Obi-Wan, we must get this off -" Qui-Gon broke off and caught the younger man's hand, dragging him quickly to his feet. "Into the shower, Padawan," he said as he pushed Obi-Wan ahead of him into the 'fresher. He turned on the cold water and shoved him under the spray. A scream of a different sort rang out as icy cold water met flaming hot flesh. But, it died down to whimpers as the glow in the dark lube was rinsed away. "Stay here and keep rinsing, beloved," Qui-Gon said, stepping back. He glanced around the small room until he saw the tube of lubricant Obi-Wan had used. He picked it up and began to read the label.

When the fire finally died, Obi-Wan stepped out of the shower and wrapped an oversized towel around his shivering form. He padded softly to stand beside his Master. "What went wrong?" he asked, glancing suspiciously at the tube in his Master's hands.

"Perhaps you should learn to read instructions, Padawan," Qui-Gon said dryly. He held the tube up to the light and began to read aloud. "Glowbright, glow in the dark lubricant. Never loose those pesky nuts and bolts again! A thin coating of Glowbright (TM) and they will light up like fireworms, even in the darkness of space. Caution: avoid contact with skin." He stopped reading and glanced down at Obi-Wan's abused and now deflated cock, and had to stop himself from chuckling. "Well, at least we didn't lose it in the dark!"

The End