Knights of Passion

by Laura McEwan (padawan_laura@yahoo.com)

Series Knights (fourth, following Twilight to Knight, Knights of Morning, and Knights of Darkness)
Archive - M_A Archive, and my LiveJournal MEMORIES section http://www.livejournal.com/users/lauramcewan/ ; all others just ask.
Category - Qui/Obi, romance, h/c, POV
Rating NC-17
Warnings - none
Spoilers - none
Disclaimer - These boys are mine only in my dreams, my bookshelf, and in my DVD player. They belong completely to King George of Lucas, in a galaxy far, far away. Money is no object, for none exists in my wallet.
Summary Returning home after a serious injury, our boys take advantage of their time together.
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Thank you Ghostie for beta; Chocolate covered Jedi with cherries in fun places!

Note: *~*~* indicates a change in POV.

Five days have passed since you awoke and I have not left your side nearly the entire time. The healers felt that separating us would do you more harm than good and kindly allowed me to stay in the bed next to yours, placing curtained barriers around them so that we could have a bit of private space while you continued to recover.

Fate has left you battered and beaten and I feel blessed that I was close by and able to come and be at your side. Now I will care for you as this small ship takes us back to the temple to be monitored by the healers there. Home, but we know our true home is in each others' hearts.

Kneeling on the floor beside the bunk in the tiny sleep cabin, my hand trembles as I reach for your face, tracing the tracks of your joyful tears, shaking my head in wonder at how alike we are, at how we feel so deeply for each other.

I close my eyes and I search for the bond that has sparked to life again. Pure white and gold, I can see it, feel it, reaching from you, joining with me.

It is my undoing, and my head drops to your shoulder as I feel you pulling me close, resting your head against my own, your own body shaking in relieved and grateful sobs as mine does.

What a wonder we are. What a wonder this moment is. This is not a dream.

*~*~*

As you kneel beside me you reach to caress my face, and when you close your eyes I can sense you touching the growing bond between us. The tears we've been fighting since you arrived by my side are catching up with us and you rest your head on my shoulder as they fall.

Eventually, our tears are spent and you move your head to settle against my chest as my fingers stroke through your hair. I've missed touching you like this, these intimate caresses that only I am allowed. I can feel my heartbeat against your cheek, reassuring you of my presence, of my life. I know you feared I would be lost in this past week; I can see it in the dark circles under your eyes and the exhausted slump of your shoulders, but I am stubborn, and I am here and you are here with me. I'm bruised and you're heartsore, but we're here.

//Please touch me.//

*~*~*

Responding to your wish, I slowly slide my hand within your sleep tunic, needing the warmth of your skin under my hand. I hear loving approval in your soft sigh, your need for touch matching mine. This space - this moment - is holding still for us, to savor and remember. Live in the moment. The moment is waiting for us to take it.

//Oh, how I love you.//

Our eyes meet and I know you heard my thought. My heart is too full, and tears threaten to spill again as my eyes close with the power of the emotion. Hands grasp my face and gentle lips kiss the tears away. Softly, they move to my own lips and the sweet taste of them makes my heart suddenly race and I gasp with the force of it.

My head swims and you persist, your insistence becoming slightly more demanding, and my lips part to accept your tongue in its silky softness, tracing inside, seeking out my own. As they meet, the jolt it causes goes straight to my center and I realize that my desire for you has grown beyond anything I've dreamed of.

//I want you. I need you.//

I can feel your hands loosening my tunics, dropping my belt to the floor, and I am helpless to stop you or assist you. I can't think, and I realize I need to stop thinking and just...feel.

*~*~*

//You are the moment I live in...//

Your hands slide my sleep tunic off my body and suddenly we're pressed together, your heated skin against my own pale flesh, and I am sweetly touched by your care to avoid the healing wound in my side as we lay on this pitifully narrow bunk in this tiny sleep cabin. It may as well be the grandest bridal suite on Alderaan for all we notice, so focused on each other as we are, hurtling in this tiny tin can through the blackness of space.

//You are my light in the darkness...//

I feel myself sinking into your kiss, abandoning myself to you as I revel in the nearness of you. Every murmur, every breath is for me and I want to surround us with the heady sensation, to draw the blanket of its warmth around our bodies, keeping us close in our love.

Our senses fill, our limbs twine together and we move as one. Dusty pink nipples licked lightly with questing tips of tongue, then bit gently, our quiet moans filling our ears. I hear you whisper my name and I respond with a kiss, my fingertips tracing your face before we return to the sensual task of pleasuring and rediscovering.

//I have been so lost without you...//

I wrap my arms about you and gently turn you to lay flat on the bunk while I hover above. My hungry eyes savor every bit of you, re-memorizing the exact shade of your eyes, of your hair, the breadth of your shoulders and the narrowness of your waist. My hands glide along your chest and down to your hips before I bend to steal a taste of your navel.

I need to find those hidden, softer spots that are waiting for me, and the last of our clothing melts away in the seductive need to touch every inch of you with every inch of me. You shiver as I ghost my breath along the sweat of your neck. Goose bumps rise and your nipples peak, inviting a nibble and kiss.

//You are my warmth in the cold...//

The hollow of your collarbone heaves under my lips as you pant heavily. The delicate inside of your elbow warms to my caress. The damp crease where your body meets your legs is so soft and smells of musk, and you arch slightly when my tongue leaves a hot, slick trail along the curve of your stomach and the slope of your hip, down into the cleft of your buttocks and around the velvety sac of your balls. The hardness of your erection, swaying as you writhe, caresses my cheek and I run the tip of my tongue along the sensitive underside, delighting in the startled gasp it elicits.

I rediscover all your hidden spots with my hands, my tongue, my teeth, marking them as mine while I feel you move beneath me. The slow undulation is driving me gloriously mad, the soft firmness of your fingers roaming the secrets of my body as I seek out the long-missed ones of yours.

You grab my arms suddenly, pressing your lips to mine as you lay me down in your place. You slip to the floor and kneel at my side, seeing to the injury there. A new secret, marked by a sharp scar, jagged but healing, and it hurts my heart to see the tears in your beautiful eyes. As I lay back to submit to your touch, you gently run your fingertips across it, and my breath hitches as I realize that you are acknowledging its presence, its permanence, and your soft lips trace the ragged lines of it, making it yours. The brute who placed it there can no longer claim ownership; it is yours. I am yours. Every thought, every fear, every breath I take and every dream I dream are yours, and yours are mine. You belong to me as blue belongs to the sky, as waves belong to the ocean, as soil belongs to the earth. You are mine.

//You complete my soul...//

*~*~*

Presently, I rise to sit on the edge of the bed, gripping your hand and trying to pace my ragged breathing. The damage that has been done to your beautiful, perfect body kills a part of me inside, but in your eyes rests a comforting calm and a longing which needs no words, only a giving and taking of your body with mine. That the desire within you is for me threatens to overwhelm my senses, but I take a deep breath and focus on you. Pulling you gently up to a sitting position and dropping kisses to your palms, once more I lay in your place and I offer myself to you.

//Please touch me...//

Your eyes darken and you stretch cautiously out on top of me, mindful of your injury, moving my hands above my head, holding them there while your mouth meets mine and our tongues dance together, twining, stroking, skimming on the edge of demanding. I arch my back, pressing my erection into yours. The soft sliding against the hardness of you becomes a sensation so intense that while my body strives for completion, my mind never wants it to end.

Though my eyes are closed, I feel the shifting of your body as you sit up, and I keen with the loss of our intimate contact. Still holding my hands above my head with one hand, you trace the other down my chest, down across the breastbone, barely brushing with feathery fingertips until you reach the head of my sex; I jump slightly at the touch. Your hand moves back up and finds one nipple, rubbing it gently with your thumb, while you fondle the other with your tongue.

Faintly, I hear myself whimper, and I feel your warm breath across my face as you trace my lips with the tip of that same hot tongue.

My senses are spinning, a pattern of red and gold and white, and I can't tell where I end and where you begin. The sweat of anticipation beads on my face, trickling down to my neck, and vaguely I wonder if you are strong enough for lovemaking.

Releasing my hands, you slide both of yours down my flanks, searing a path down to my hips, holding me down while all my being dissolves into the softness of your mouth on my sex, liquid fire enveloping me. I buck beneath you, but you hold me firmly down and slowly slide up and down on me, teasing me with your tongue, suckling the very essence out of me. My fingers twine in your hair, rising and falling with the motion of your head, and I am nearly lost to the passion.

Suddenly the heat is cold and your mouth clamps down on mine fiercely; I surge my head upwards to meet you, tasting a bit of myself on your lips. You break away and in my ear I hear you whisper, "come for me." The hot, moist heat returns to my sex and I arch high off the bed, your hands allowing my hips to move as I stroke within your mouth, once, twice - the white-hot release sends me beyond myself and I'm falling and floating and screaming all at once, and it's your face behind my closed eyes, and your name shouted from my lips, and this time, you are with me, as I need you with me, as I've needed you with me for so long.

I will always need you...

*~*~*

My lips on yours rouse you from the shuddering collapse of your orgasm, and as I lay beside you I curl into your chest, your heartbeat thrumming in my ears. My panting is quick but I try to compose myself so that I can return my focus to you. I need to be inside you, where I can be safe and complete and whole.

//Will you keep me there forever, until we die?//

Turning me onto my back, you drop another kiss to the pinking scar before you straddle my hips, your hand slowly stroking my sex, marveling at the silky skin gliding on such hardness. I am so hard for you...

You shift back and bend to rub your cheek along the length of my shaft, and I gasp and tangle my fingers in your hair. You close your mouth over the head and I suck in a noisy breath, murmuring your name on the exhale. I feel your mouth curve into a smile around my cock and you sit up. The loss of the wonderful heat surrounding me frustrates me and I hear you chuckle at my soft wail.

*~*~*

Perfectly still save for my chest rising and falling, I drink in the sight of you beneath me. You are more beautiful than I recalled in my wistful dreams, and I reach to cup your cheek and smooth away the beads of sweat on your brow. "I love you," I whisper, and your eyes shine as you respond to me in a voice that melts right into my groin, "I love you, too. Always. Forever."

"Always. Forever," I whisper back, and take you in my hand again, stroking slowly, my eyes never leaving yours.

Reaching for the oil from my belt, I let you go just long enough to warm a small puddle in my palms before stroking you again, using both hands one after the other, covering you in the slick warmth.

The heat of your gaze watching my manipulations sends a spike of arousal through me and I gasp, my cock straining against my belly.

Oh, what those eyes can do to me.

I can feel your legs starting to move restlessly behind me, one knee bending, then the other, as you begin to writhe beneath my weight. I pull myself to my knees, one on either side of you, and I position your sex carefully at the entrance to my body, my own breath catching at the pressure of the touch.

Slowly and smoothly, I lower myself onto you, allowing the stretch and sensation of being filled. My head is thrown back...your hands are on my hips gripping and guiding...my hands on your chest...fingers curling against your muscles...and I hear you moan as I take you inside.

I drop my head and my eyes capture yours again. Gently, I rock against you once, twice. Your eyes stay locked on mine. You are loving me with your eyes as I love you with my body.

//I need to see my reflection in your eyes...//

*~*~*

My hips reach up to meet you as you rock back, and I can see your face softening as I fill you. Your heat squeezes and surrounds me, and I can hear my breath becoming gasps, yet I won't break away from your gaze.

Pressed against your fingers, I feel the sweat trickling off my chest - you bend to briefly brush my nipple with your tongue, and I arch suddenly. //Oh, gods...//

Smiling, you reach for my shaft and begin to pump it in time with my thrusts.

Eyes locked, we thrust and rock, stroke and stroke. All too soon I feel you tense and quaver in my hand, and I can no longer hold back, coming in a glorious burst of white-hot ecstasy as you rock back on me, drawing the pleasure out, while you splash my neck and chest with your own release, your cries mingling with mine until you collapse on top of me, both of us twitching and shuddering with the intense aftershocks.

*~*~*

As if through a haze, I gradually become aware of your hands on my back, rubbing lightly, while I listen as your heartbeat winds down and your breathing becomes more measured. I slip off and curl against you, feeling your lips against my forehead, and I rub my hand up and down your arm, reassuring myself that you are here. I hear you murmuring endearments and promises while I lay against you, exhausted and sated.

You turn and our eyes meet once more, and in them I see the reflection that I cherish with every breath I take.

Me. Only me.

"I love you," I whisper, and you tighten your arms around me, pressing our foreheads together. "Stay with me."

"Always," you softly reply, the sincerity in your eyes shining brightly in your tears.

Drawing my cloak over us, we look out the overhead windows, out into the galaxy that has both driven us apart and brought us together, and feel that the stars are casting the light of their approval down on us, bathing us in their glow, promising time.

We sleep deeply, tightly wrapped in each other's arms as our ship brings us closer to the Jedi Temple. We are to arrive at the break of dawn, where I am to deliver you to the healers. After that, we'll take the stars' promise of time together before we are asked to go our separate ways again.

I don't know if either of us could emotionally survive another separation, but I won't dwell on that now. Right now, we're together, and right now, we will live in this most precious and perfect moment for as long as we can.

Force willing, it will be forever.

//I love you...//

~end~