Master Apprentice  Archive The Master's Musings - 2002-05-15 -
MMoM Day 15 |
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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. Oh, and my apologies if this is abrupt - I was running out of time. I'm off to see AOTC!!
"We're half way there, Padawan," I told Obi-Wan during first meal.
"Thank the Force for that," Obi-Wan mumbled, just a bit grumpily.
I couldn't help but smile at him. I understood exactly how he felt. I reached across the table and squeezed his hand. "Shall I choose the how and when today?"
"As long as how is me inside of you," he grinned wryly.
"Would that I could, my Obi-Wan. Would that I could."
He took a deep breath and gave me a real smile. "I know, Qui-Gon. I'm sorry."
"As you keep telling me, love. No need to apologize for wanting what your heart desires."
"Right," he agreed. "But no sense in dwelling on what you can't have either."
"Such a wise Padawan, I have," I said, smiling at him.
He laughed and moved his hand from beneath mine so that he could squeeze my hand. "So, tell me the how and when."
"I think we should re-visit the toy chest," I told him, feeling the first stirrings of arousal at just the thought.
"Good plan. Did you have a particular toy in mind?"
"I do," I said, no longer smiling. I stood up and walked around the table. He looked up at me expectantly, and I found myself drowning in his heated gaze. I leaned down and found his lips with mine, and kissed him softly. "Meet me in the bedroom, and I'll show you," I whispered, when I broke our kiss. Without waiting for his answer, I turned and walked away.
I went into the spare bedroom and opened the trunk. It took but a minute to find the items I was looking for; both phalluses and a bottle of oil. Then I headed into our bedroom to find Obi-Wan already undressed, sitting on the bed waiting for me.
When he saw I was carrying both of the phalluses, he grinned. "This should be interesting."
"I thought so," I told him. I handed him the phalluses and the oil. "Would you get those ready?"
"Yes, Master," he teased.
While he oiled the phalluses, I quickly removed my clothing and then joined him on the bed. "Get up on your knees," I told him. And he did. He was beautifully erect, and as I stared at him, one tiny drop of his seed oozed from the slit at the top of his shaft and slowly slid down. I licked my lips, remembering how good he tasted. I couldn't believe how much just seeing him like this affected me. I gave myself a mental shake. Best not to go there right now.
He handed me one of the phalluses and leaned over to kiss me. Nothing soft or sweet about it this time. He was hungry, and let me know it. When he pulled back, it was all I could do to keep myself from grabbing him and yanking him back to me. Instead, I took a deep breath and forced my self to relax somewhat.
Not trusting myself to speak, I leaned up, put the phallus underneath me, and held it steady while I slowly sat down upon it. Obi-Wan hissed softly, his eyes glued between my legs. I was hard and aching, but not for a plastic penis and my hand. It would have to suffice, though. And while it wasn't what I truly wanted, it would still be good. Deciding not to draw it out, I began to pull the phallus back out with one hand, and reached for my shaft with the other.
"Beautiful," Obi-Wan whispered huskily.
"You too," I growled, wanting to share as much as possible with him.
He leaned forward and slipped the phallus underneath him, and with a loud moan, he shoved it all the way in. I gasped and nearly came by just watching him.
"Hard and fast, Obi-Wan!"
He grabbed his cock and began to stroke it, hard and fast. At the same time I could see he was pulling the phallus from his body and shoving it back in. I matched his rhythm. Hard and fast. It didn't take long.
With a loud groan, I came, my seed spurting thickly from my cock. He was there with me, even in this.
Afterwards, we held each other, as we would if we'd really just made love.
It was enough.
Fini