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There was a secretive twitching at the corner of his apprentice's sealed lips. Qui-Gon leant forward and tried to pry them open with the tip of his tongue. The wet muscle met terse resistance, at first. Then the lips yielded, pink petals sliding apart with a shy tremor - only to reveal clamped teeth.

The pearly stones were set together neatly, Qui-Gon pushed at each one gently and was surprised to catch that soft vibration again, at an undetectable low level. The Master opened his own mouth wide and with a click, their teeth clapped together.

"Open up to me," Qui-Gon mouthed, squashing Obi-Wan's lips into a tormented bulb, pressed between the braces of their bites.

Obi-Wan shook his head, his eyebrows knitted together.

Cursing his Padawan's stubbornness softly, Qui-Gon tore away his kiss. He took a backward pace and stepped onto the mattress, with Obi-Wan's arms wound about his waist.

Bracing himself for the unstable footing, Qui-Gon pushed his apprentice's still mute cheeks towards his groin. The slap of tear streaked face against his slick cock was heavenly. And so was rubbing pre-cum over Obi-Wan's lips like lip-gloss. And still that faint humming, echoed by a rumbling deep inside Qui-Gon's own chest and, lower down, his rampant sex.

Obi-Wan's lips began to move. Slipping over his cock-head, fluttering with the murmurs of inaudible words. Dull edge of front teeth, scraping over plump meat, and the sharp sting of Obi-Wan's incisors now and then, indenting on Qui-Gon's tender flesh.

"Hah-Ah-ah-ah-Ah-ah, Aa-aa-a-a-aa-a . . . " Obi-Wan's mouth vibrated on his juicy penis. Minuscule trembles quivered up Qui-Gon's body. He pushed forth his twitching cock, already spurting come, down his Padawan's buzzing throat. Obi-Wan moaned and writhed as Qui-Gon fed in his entire length, swallowing with effort around the lodgement. Obi-Wan's white hands came into view, they were dripping with his own cream. The Padawan stroking the bulge of his slender throat with those seed covered palms. His eyelashes trembling as he savoured the last of the taste of Qui-Gon's flaccid cock, letting the older man slither out with a most satiated look on his face.

Faintly, Qui-Gon heard Obi-Wan hum the last line " . . . happy birthday to me."