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"Hold still."
"I can't... M-master, please..."
"Hold still, or I'll stop."
I think I'm going mad... Obi-Wan gave up on speech and
focused all of his faltering control on remaining perfectly
still. And with each stroke, alternately firm or feather light,
of Qui-Gon's fingertips along the length of his rigid cock, his
control was tested anew.
You see? Qui-Gon's mental caress was nearly his undoing.
I told you you could do it.
Obi-Wan didn't even try to answer. It took all of his
concentration to not thrust up into his Master's caress, to
grab his shoulders and pull him down for a bruising, passionate
kiss, to...
"Ahh! Yes..." Control snapped and faded completely away
at the sudden sensation of being enveloped by warm, soft lips,
a caressing tongue, gently nibbling teeth. Unable to stop,
Obi-Wan arched forward, burying himself in Qui-Gon's warm, wet
mouth, pushing against the back of his throat...
His lover did not stop him, this time, but relaxed enough to
let him in, then swallowed. The tightening of his throat pushed
Obi-Wan even closer to the edge, wrung an urgent, gasping moan
from the younger man.
Sensing that his young lover had reached the breaking point,
Qui-Gon reached to twine their fingers together, then
deliberately dropped all of his mental shields, letting his own
arousal, his desire, his overwhelming love for Obi-Wan flow to
surround the other man.
It was too much. Throwing back his head, Obi-Wan cried out his
pleasure as his world began to implode. Shudder after shudder
shook his slender body, pulse after pulse of his life's seed
was swallowed greedily. Finally, after an eternity of sheer
ecstasy, he slumped back against the mattress, panting for air.
Qui-Gon crawled up next to him and wrapped him in a full-body
embrace, and he buried his head against his Master's shoulder.
Thank you. he managed, unable to speak aloud just yet.
Thank you, my love. I assure you, your pleasure was
not experienced alone.
Obi-Wan chuckled breathlessly. It was not at all uncommon for
one of them to set the other off, regardless of who was giving
and who was receiving. Perhaps, Master, next time we shall
find out how long you can stay still?
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