Master Apprentice  Archive The Master's Musings - 2002-05-10 -
MMoM Day 10 |
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Archive: MA, any others just ask, I probably won't say no
My Home Page: http://www.jediphiles.com/~mali
Category: PWP
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: None
Pairing: Q/O
Summary: A series of short snippets, all from Qui-Gon's POV, focusing on his love for Obi-Wan, and their relationship.
Disclaimer: These beautiful boys aren't mine, they belong to George. I'm just playing with them for a bit. I promise to put them back when I'm done. Don't sue - I've got no money. I've spent it all on seeing TPM way too many times and buying SW toys and feeding my Liam obsession.
Feedback: Oh yes, please. Good, bad or indifferent.
This one hasn't been betad - you've been warned.
"Master?"
I was sitting at one of the desks in the library, going over some Council briefings. I looked up and smiled. "Yes, Obi-Wan?"
"Am I interrupting something important?"
"Not at all. I was merely reviewing the Council log from yesterday."
"Do you need a break?"
"Why do you ask, Obi-Wan?"
"I have something I'd like you to see," he said, smiling. "I've made an interesting discovery."
I immediately thought of his last discovery, the chest of adult toys that had proved so interesting thus far. "Another one?" I asked, rising from my chair. "I don't know that I've fully recovered from your last find."
He laughed and held out his hand to me. "I think you'll like this one just as much."
I took his hand and allowed him to lead me from the library. "You certainly have my curiosity piqued."
He led me down the hall and into the exercise room. He'd been busy, I noted, as all of the equipment had been moved from the center of the floor. "I am impressed," I told him, dryly. "After all this time, you've finally learned how to use the Force to move things."
He rolled his eyes at me and dropped my hand. "Close your eyes."
"And when I open them you'll have moved all of the equipment back? That is a good trick, my Padawan."
He tried not to smile, as he shook his head sadly at me. "Just close your eyes, Qui-Gon."
"Yes, my love," I said with mock contriteness, and did as he'd asked.
He moved away from me, and I heard a series of clicks, followed by the soft hum of some sort of machinery. And then it was quiet again.
"Open your eyes," Obi-Wan said from across the room.
I did and gasped in surprise. The entire far wall of the exercise room was now glass, giving us a wide-open view of a beautiful garden just outside.
"Can you believe it?" Obi-Wan said, his voice filled with excitement. "I found it by accident, and couldn't wait for you to see it."
"It's lovely," I whispered. And it was. Only then did I realize how very much I'd missed the outdoors.
"We can't go out there, of course," he said, reading my mind. "But it's the next best thing, as far as I'm concerned."
I walked towards the window/wall, feeling my spirit lighten with each step. All manner of trees, plant life and flowers grew together in an incredible medley of color and life. As I drew near, I saw a pond just outside the window. To my delight, there were actually a variety of avian life either swimming or bathing in it.
I stepped up to the glass next to Obi-Wan and put my arm around him. We stood like that for a long time, neither of us speaking, as we soaked up the beauty in front of us. The only things missing were sound and the illusion of actually being outdoors would have been complete. Again, Obi-Wan seemed to have read my thoughts. He reached up and touched a spot on the glass and suddenly the room was filled with the sweet resonance of nature.
"Amazing, isn't it?" he asked softly.
"Our hosts have certainly tried to think of everything to make our stay here as enjoyable as possible."
He looked up at me, his expression serious. "I'm so glad nothing happened last night," he said.
Obi-Wan was referring to our near miss from the night before, when we'd nearly allowed our intense physical desire for one another overrule our better judgment. I'm ashamed to admit that for a brief moment in time, I had actually entertained the idea of going against the strict edicts placed upon us by the people of MMoM during our stay here. I had wanted him that badly.
"As am I." I pulled him in front of me and wrapped my arms tightly around him.
He leaned back against me and sighed. "It was close, though."
"Too close," I agreed. "And I would guess it won't be the last time we'll be so sorely tempted."
He sighed again. "What do you suggest we do?"
I rested my chin on top of his head. "Exactly what we are already doing, my love. Just a bit more carefully is all."
"I miss you, Qui-Gon. I miss us."
I knew exactly what he was talking about, and I felt the same way. "Having second thoughts?"
"Second thoughts? No. Not really. I mean I do understand what a great honor it is to be asked to participate in this ceremony. And truly, I shouldn't complain about being forced to spend a month alone with you."
"I know, love. I know. Having what you most desire constantly in front of you and not being able to enjoy it can be extremely difficult."
He wrapped his arms around mine and squeezed tightly. "I do love you, Qui-Gon."
"With all of my heart and soul, I love you, Obi-Wan," I responded.
As we looked out at the living splendor in front of us, I suddenly realized I could also see our reflection in the glass. It was a bit surreal, seeing us superimposed over the view of the garden. Surreal and yet somehow very right at the same time. He was so beautiful. We were so beautiful together.
I leaned down and tenderly nuzzled his cheek. "Would you do something for me, my love?"
He turned his head and looked at me. "I would do anything you asked of me, Qui-Gon."
Though it was awkward in our current position, I still managed to find his lips with my own. I kissed him softly, filling our bond with all of my love and devotion for him. He tried to turn in my arms, but I stopped him by holding him tightly. When I broke our kiss, he opened his eyes and smiled at me.
"What would you ask of me, my Master?"
"Masturbate for me," I whispered softly.
"Now? Like this?" he asked, his hands already going to the top of his leggings.
"Right now. Just like this," I answered. "I want to watch you through the glass."
A look of confusion crossed his face as he turned to stare out of the window. And then he saw our reflection and smiled again. He loosened the tie of his leggings, letting them slip to the floor and gracefully stepped out of them.
"So beautiful," I murmured against his cheek.
Obi-Wan reached down and took himself in hand. Only partially erect, it took but a minute before he was fully aroused. As was I. He leaned into me, spread his legs a bit, and began to slowly stroke his shaft.
I watched him through the glass as he lazily moved his hand up and down his cock. He truly was so beautiful like this. Achingly beautiful. I held him tightly to me, filling all of my senses with my Obi-Wan. I watched him bringing pleasure to himself. I smelled him, the scent of his soap mixed with the musk of his arousal. I felt his heartbeat beneath my arms. I tasted him, as I continued to nuzzle and kiss his cheek. I heard him, his soft sighs and quiet moans a beautiful symphony of his enjoyment.
As he neared his completion, he began to rock his hips back and forth. Into his fist and back against my aching erection.
"I love you, Obi-Wan," I whispered against his cheek. "You are my life and my light and I love you with all that I am."
He groaned deeply and I watched through the glass as his eyes slid closed.
"You are so beautiful to me, my love." I held him tighter, wanting to experience as much of his pleasure as I could. I slid my mouth to his ear and whispered softly, "I love watching you like this. So strong and beautiful. So full of passion."
With a sharp gasp, he let go, his body one long delicious shudder. I felt my own orgasm rush through me as his seed splattered against the glass. It was incredible.
Only later did I remember I'd never asked him why he had moved all of the exercise equipment from the center of the room. By then he was asleep, in my arms, in our bed. Tomorrow would be soon enough to find out what he'd actually been planning when the discovery of the window interrupted him.
Fini