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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.
It has been storming for hours. What began as a light shower early this morning, had turned into a deluge of sorts. Thunder boomed loudly, a constant cacophony of sound and vibration that actually rattled our teeth at times. Lightening split the sky in an almost continuous strike. Shortly after first meal, we'd lost power.
Our hosts were soon at our door, offering their apologies, as well as lanterns. We'd refused the first and accepted several of the second. However, after an hour or so of sharing our air with the burning lanterns, Obi-Wan and I decided we'd prefer the semi-darkness.
We'd spent most of the day in the exercise room, with the wall transformed back into a window. What light we had was more than enough to do some sparring together, practice a bit of hand-to-hand, and even run through several katas. We'd eaten noon meal sitting in front of the glass, and were about to share third meal there.
"Do you find it odd, that the only people we have seen since we've landed have been female?" Obi-Wan asked, when he returned with our tray.
"I haven't given it much thought, Obi-Wan," I answered.
"Well, I have."
"And what have you deduced, my Padawan?" I couldn't help but smile at him.
"Sometimes I wonder if we're surrounded by a bunch of honry females with nothing better to do than bring in a gorgeous Jedi Master and his young sexy Padawan and watch them masturbating every day for a month."
I laughed out loud. "You do have quite an imagination, Obi-Wan."
I chose not to tell him that I'd discovered we were actually being watched. Not all day long, of course. But we were being watched, non-the-less.
"It certainly wouldn't be the first time Jedi have been called upon in such a manner." I told him.
He grinned at me, obviously enjoying his little "fantasy". "Well, just in case, we need to make sure they are getting their credits worth."
I agreed whole-heartedly with him. And a little later, when we masturbated in front of the large window, we both gave it our best.
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