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Archive: MA, or ask me(The answer is likely to be Yes but why?)
Category: MMOM,PWP
Rating: N17
Warnings: None
Summary: Obi thinks about Qui and masturbates
Disclaimer: Characters belong to George Lucas.
Feedback: Yes I think, but see note and be gentle please
Note: This is not only my first slash fic but also my first fic of any description. My thanks to Jedi Rita and Fledge for planting the thought that I might be able to write something that might be worth sharing. Also many thanks to Fledge for the encouragement when I started writing this and for the beta. Thanks also to Inya for talking me out of a case of cold feet so profound that I was developing frostbite. My computer has crashed so I cannot check my files to name names but there are those amongst us who breed vicious bunnies. This one bit and hung on growling until I wrote something. Unless said breeder comes up with something equally vicious this will not only be my first but my last fic. Now you know who is to blame, read on
It hardly seemed worth the effort of getting it up, Obi thought, looking at his small tent. When his master had dropped the bombshell of a survival training trip Obi-Wan had expected something like the icy wastes of Hoth or the Dagobah swamps, not this apparently benign world.
He had thrown every sort of survival gear he could into the one duffel bag he was allowed and followed his master to his or her transport. He had been offloaded at planet dawn in the middle of a sea of grass, a herd of large herbivores could be seen in the middle distance but there was nothing else but grass as far as the eye could see. Handing Obi the two days worth of supplies he was allowed Master Qui had wished him luck and returned to the transport saying he would be back in a ten-day to pick him up.
After the transport had left, Obi had reconnoitred thoroughly but found nothing to alarm him. There were neither large predators that he could sense nor any dangerous plants. Water might be a problem since the temperature would climb as the sun did, but with herbivores the size of those he had seen on his arrival there had to be some close by. He would follow them in the morning to see if they would lead him to a waterhole.
Tonight he would sleep under the stars. The night was warm and cloudless, a myriad of stars shone overhead, undimmed by the lights of civilization, Obi lay sleepless but relaxed and let his mind drift. The last time he had seen stars as bright as these was on Clonmiel.
A two-day planetary holiday had interrupted the negotiations Qui-Gon and he were overseeing, and his master had taken them both off to a wilderness park to relax. It was during that break that they had become lovers. Obi-Wan had finally found the courage to tell his master how he really felt about him, and was shocked to discover that Qui-Gon felt the same about him. The nights they spent in the wilderness passed all too quickly as they made love.
Obi-Wan found himself hardening just thinking about those first wonderful days. At the time he didn't think it could get better but it had. As the weeks stretched into months he fell deeper in love with Qui and found his feelings reciprocated.
Obi's hand strayed to his erection as he continued to think of his master and the times they spent together in bed. Qui was at turns gentle, demanding, rough, playful and teasing. The Qui that emerged when they made love had surprised him. Remembering some of the games they had played he continued stroking slowly, he was in no hurry, he had all the time in the world; and many, many memories.
The night Qui had produced his new toy made him grin. Qui-Gon could reduce his mind to jelly inside just with his voice when he tried. But when he produced the Audi-Ohhhh, inserted it into Obi and started speaking into the microphone Obi found hi body could be reduced to jelly too.
Obi's hand sped up and his other hand crept down to gently tug his balls. He was becoming very aroused now.
Then there was the day he thought his master had lost his mind.
They had been meditating in one of the Temple's many gardens, it was broad daylight and many other Jedi had been about. Obi had been drawn out of meditation by the feel of a hand on the ties of his leggings. His master was busy undoing them! Admittedly they were in a secluded spot but not hidden. What was Qui thinking about? Obi wanted him to stop but his body had other ideas. He was already hard. Qui swooped down and took him in his mouth, deep-throating him and swallowing around Obi's penis. It took only seconds before he came, explosively but silently. With a wicked grin Qui let the flaccid member slip from his mouth and kissed Obi quickly but thoroughly.
Coherent thought of any sort was becoming impossible now as Obi concentrated on what he was doing, but unconnected pictures came floating into his mind.
Qui-Gon emerging from a lake as blue as his eyes, water cascading off his hair and shoulders like some primitive god.
His master performing the Dawn Kata on the world they had just helped evacuate. The blood red sun silhouetting his body was about to turn supernova and Qui was saluting the last dawn this world would know.
Qui rolling on the floor almost completely smothered with crechelings, laughing, his eyes sparkling with play.
Qui-Gon, the epitome of a Jedi master at some forgotten function; serious, imposing, calm.
Qui-Gon in battle, a deadly combination of grace and strength
Qui in the throes of ecstasy, head thrown back, eyes closed, his trust and love for Obi shining from him.
Obi was thrusting hard into his hand now, breath coming in harsh gasps, he was so close. He threw back his head yelling his release out into the empty plain, collapsing with closed eyes, riding out the aftershocks, breathing and heart rate returning to normal. Then he felt a soft kiss on his lips! His eyes flew open and there, above him, was His master grinning broadly.
'What do you think of our holiday retreat Pdawan?' Qui-Gon asked softly, before crushing Obi's mouth with a deep demanding kiss.