Obi-Wan curled quietly among satin sheets. Alongside him
Qui-Gon slept fitfully. The long mane tangled everywhere as he
tossed and turned.
Emerald eyes were keen in the dark, observing. Maybe I
should wake him. This has been going on for an hour.
Strong hands stroked the angled jaw, tracing along the goatee.
Qui-Gon turned into his hands, a soft smile shading his
features in sleep.
Obi-Wan smiled himself. /What's he dreaming about? I wonder.../
Suddenly his mind was assaulted with images. Images of the
past...
A small child was crying. Stumbling about a great castle,
the slim figure staggered up a long procession of stairs.
Various demons lurked about. One of them picked up the
child.
In muted fascination Obi-Wan observed outside the mindscape. He
recognized the small child.
/Father!/
He was intrigued seeing his father in human form so young.
Qui-Gon was slender and long limbed. His luminous blue eyes
nearly overpowered the round face. Long, chestnut brown hair
wound tightly in a multitude of thin braids, swinging low. A
purple demon with hooked tusks held him and spoke.
"Hail thee, prince. Whyfore tears? 'Tis not seemly or meet."
Qui-Gon sniffled. "I...it was a dream. The Guardians killed
me."
The demon laughed. "Bah. They couldn't do it if they tried."
Tears still streamed from the tender face. "I want my uncle.
Put me down!"
"Stupid brat. I'll drag thee-"
"I said put me down!!" turning, Qui-Gon spat a stream of
flame, burning a gaping wound in a scaly arm.
Howling, the devil dropped him. Qui-Gon raced up the stairs.
The demon held his burned arm, shouting out after him. "Turd!
Maybe the Guardians will be successful."
Obi-Wan smiled. /The Dragon./
A green demon approached his injured comrade. "It appears you
attempted to hold the unholdable."
"Shut up, Skratt. It ain't funny. My damned arm is killing me."
"Better let Mouldoo take a look at it. If that thing gets
infected you'll have to cut it off."
"Like Hel!!"
The two demons disappeared into the bowels of the castle.
Another scene. The upper levels of the castle.
The small dragonchild ran, his soul in pain. He wanted to
fly away.
Footsteps raced at inhuman speed down ornate hallways. Qui-Gon
burst into a royal chamber, past heavy velvet curtain in shades
of blue. A powerful figure lay across animal furs on a huge
bed.
Obi-Wan couldn't believe his mind-vision. /By the force!!/
It was Litthsyss. But not like Obi-Wan had known him. The
chiseled and muscled form was perfect as usual. Bronzed skin
and a broad clefted chest graced with blush nipples. The narrow
waist and powerful thighs he remembered too, along with the
rippling shoulders and back. A plump ass captured his attention
as well.
It was the hair that was different.
Unbelievable and everywhere cascaded red blonde waves. Fanning
over a powerful shoulder, across the bed.
/Fires of Dhar'takk, he's so beautiful it's ridiculous. Like a
nymph, or mermaid./
The handsome features were brilliant in contrast. Gray green
eyes over high and shaded cheeks. Full lips. Long black lashes,
heavy dark brows.
Obi-Wan still couldn't believe it. /He looks more like a bed
slave than the Lord of Limbo. I'm beginning to see why he keeps
it short now./
The dragonchild approached. Litthsyss turned his head slowly,
observing him with serene calm.
"What brings thee to my chambers in such uproar,
Quogan?"
Sniffle. "I...had a dream, uncle. The Guardians killed me."
Slate green eyes glimmered. "And how do you interpret your
dream?"
Slim hands wiped away tears. "I don't know. Are they portents
of the future?"
Litthsyss sat up slowly. The red waterfall of hair collapsed
around his potent form.
"There are dreams, and there are shadows. Clear your thoughts
and sense the difference."
Qui-Gon approached the bed. "I...I can't tell. It seems real
enough, but..."
Litthsyss motioned for him to climb up. "In detail. What
happened?"
Qui-Gon sat alongside. "It was dark, a void. I walked along a
dimensional gateway, and angels and guardians chased me."
The fine face was grim. "And then?"
"The hel hordes raced to my side. A big guardian grabbed me and
burned me with light" tears fell again as the slim body shook.
"Hush, wa'bee. Enough of this" Litthsyss drew him into a
crushing embrace. "It may indeed be a vision. But remember,
interpretation and reality are not one in the same."
"Do you think it's true?"
"Aspects of your dream may be, but not with the outcome you
fear. The Guardians cannot slay you."
Qui-Gon snuffled against the powerful chest. "Can I sleep here
tonight?"
Gentle smile. "You may, but not with that crying. A king is
never weak."
Qui-Gon made a stern face. "Very well. I'm no longer afraid!"
he still trembled.
Litthsyss kissed tears from the bright eyes. He sang softly.
Obi-Wan was amazed. /I didn't know grandfather sang in his
human form./
Soon the dragonchild slept. He nestled into the mountain of
hair, nearly disappearing under red blonde waves. Slim arms
clutched the big body tightly.
The snake god made a gesture. A mystic crystal appeared.
Llane. Give audience.
The crystal grew dark. Flame engulfed it moments later.
Litthsyss?
Aye.
The lovely features appeared in full view.
Is everything well with Quogan?
The snake god looked down at the sleeping form. Well enough.
He's peaceful now.
Llane observed them. She licked her lips slowly. You make a
delicious sight, Null. I've half a mind to leap through this
crystal and jump your bones before eating you whole.
Go sit in some ice, witch, and cool your flower. 'Tis not
the purpose of my call.
The Hel Queen was clearly disappointed. What, then?
Quogan had a nightmare. I suspect it a vision regarding the
nexus.
Llane was instantly intense. The fates' warning, where he
attempts to bind the Guardians?
Aye. The images are jumbled in his mind. He fears being
killed by a 'big guardian'.
Llanes' eyes narrowed. Alfaa, in all probability.
My thoughts exactly. I have sung him a song of clarity. It
should help.
My gratitude, Null. It isn't clear exactly what will trigger
events, for the fates ever speak in riddles. But I do know a
clash of the primals and principles is evident soon. The stars
show it.
I too have noticed strange alignments. We must be on
guard.
Ever and always. Keep me informed of any further
developments she paused, eyeing him lustfully again.
Stone green eyes were hot, meeting her challenge. Enough,
witch. Quogan sleeps alongside me.
Her tongue snaked out again. Oh, Null. You look so
tasty. Were it not for a pressing engagement, surely I
would put my mouth everywhere-
The snake god snarled softly, feeling his nature rise. Be
silent and go, Lupin. Taunt me again and you'll get more than
you bargained for.
She exposed a breast. A pity. I hoped my charms would warm
your fancies this night.
Litthsyss felt his cock lift. Another time he replied
roughly, waving a gesture. The crystal went dark and
disappeared.
A deep sigh. The snake god nuzzled Qui-Gon who curled tightly
against him.
"None shall ever harm thee, my wa'bee. Sweet dreams of fat and
tasty souls."
The little one smiled as he slept.
Qui-Gon smiled as he slept. Obi-Wan slammed into his own mind
once more.
Is the dream over? He seems happy now.
A deep purr. Blazing blue eyes opened sleepily.
"Obi? What's going on."
Obi-Wan smiled slowly. "Well, you had a dream. I was an
interested observer."
Pause. Qui-Gon sat up abruptly, temper flaring.
"You dared invade my mind?!"
Obi-Wan snarled. "I dared nothing. You were having a nightmare
and I tried to comfort you. I was assaulted with images from
your dream. Don't blame me if your shields are weak."
Qui-Gon stared at him so long he wasn't sure where the
conversation would go.
"I...forgive me, Obi. I shouldn't have snapped at you like
that."
Emerald eyes were calm. "You tossed over an hour. I didn't know
if I should wake you or not."
A broad hand stroked his face. "What...did I dream?"
"Don't you remember?"
Qui-Gon leaned back against the bedpost, frowning. "Vague. I
was afraid, and ran for help."
"Anything else?"
"Well...Litthsyss was there, I think. He spoke to me."
Obi-Wan snickered.
"What are you laughing at?!"
"I saw your dream. Grandfather sang to you."
"Oh. I do remember that."
Obi-Wan sat up alongside. "The past fascinates me as well you
know. And I learned something new about grandfather."
"Him? What?"
Another giggle. "Remember when you told me the story about his
hair?"
Knowing smile. "Ah, yes. Mr. Rapunzel."
"Well, I saw it in your dream. His hair was amazing."
"Didn't I tell you so? He's very touchy about his appearance."
Jade eyes went wide. "Why in Sith...he's perfect!"
Qui-Gon laughed softly. "Almost too much so. His hair made him
look a bit on the feminine side. He felt his credibility would
suffer."
Obi-Wan cuddled. "I can see why. However, you can get
away with it."
"He told me I have perfect warrior hair."
Obi-Wan nodded, agreeing. "You do. Yours is good braided. His
is too...exotic."
"In days of old it was more fashionable for males to grow their
hair in such a manner. If it would, that is."
Green eyes glimmered with mischief. "I think I'll tease him
about it one day."
Qui-Gon pulled his son in close. "Oh, he'd like that."
Obi-Wan poked his father in the stomach. "You tell him anything
and I'll deny it!"
"I count myself warned. Obi, what did I dream about exactly?"
"You had a nightmare about being killed by a Guardian.
Grandfather talked to you about your dream and then consulted
grandmother."
"Oh? What did she say?"
"That there were signs showing a great conflict would soon be
at hand between the major powers. She suspected your dream
involved the binding of the fates at the nexus."
Qui-Gons' eyes went wide. "Oh, that dream! I had nearly
forgotten it."
"Turns out it was a vision after all."
"True. Although as father often told me, interpretation and
reality are two different things. What I believed to be my
destruction at the hands of Alfaa by fire was an examination of
my soul."
Obi-Wan was thoughtful. "A valuable lesson to remember. Perhaps
I will have visions also."
Qui-Gon kissed him softly. "You will, wa'bee. And your talent
for self clarity will be of great use."
Obi-Wan stroked the big body. "Well, there are certain things
I'm already clear about."
Qui-Gon groaned, slipping under satin sheets. "Oh? What would
those things be?"
Hot lips kissed a clenching belly. Warm tongue teased the thick
nipples. "For one thing, you're sexy as hel."
Qui-Gon sighed in content. "I...ah...see..."
"You taste good..." a wet mouth found the heavy erection.
"Sith!!" Qui-Gon nearly bounced.
Tight suction on the heavy sacs. /And you feel wonderful./
"Gahh!"
Fingers slipped up the hot cheeks, pressing in. Obi-Wan
stroked, faster and faster. He sucked along the length of the
big cock.
Qui-Gon roared, hips flying off the bed. Thick glop struck his
lover across the face.
Obi-Wan licked cream from his lips. "Messy but
good."
"Loose snekt" Qui-Gon gasped in pleasure.
Obi-Wan sidled up, purring. "Go to sleep. No more dreams."
Qui-Gon traced long fingers down the golden back. "I have
another vision."
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