The Force Made Me Do It
By
Susan Anthony LdyGossamer@aol.com

Pairing: Obi-Wan/Qui-Gon
Archive: Master_Apprentice and anyone else, just ask
Category: AU, PWP, Humor, First Time
Rating: R
Spoilers: None
Summary: Obi-Wan gets a little bit more than he bargained for.
Feedback: Very welcome.

Notes: An evil bunny inspired by Trinity's first line challenge.  Not betaed.
All mistakes are my own.

Warnings: M/M relationship, pays absolutely no attention to canon.
Naboo never happened.  I think they went on a mission to the Aruba
system instead and spent some quality time on the beach.





"The Force made me do it."

Elegant eyebrows rose over lazy blue eyes. "The Force made you do it."

"Yes, Master."

"Would you care to elaborate on that further, my padawan?"

"Certainly, my master.  During meditations this morning, I heard the
Force speak very clearly.  It said, 'Obi-Wan, seduce your master'.  What
could I do?"  The padawan perched his chin on his master's chest and
sighed plaintively.  "Of course, being the wise padawan you have trained
me to be, I set out immediately to follow the Will of the Force."

"Of course.  Very wise."

"I would never want to disappoint you, my Master," the young man
continued sincerely, tossing out a few innocent blinks he had practiced
in front of his mirror just this morning.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that your trials are
coming up tomorrow, would it?" Qui-Gon asked with a serene expression as
he slowly ran his fingers down Obi-Wan's long braid.  "Because I'm sure
the Force knows I have no say in the outcome."

"Master!"  Obi-Wan jerked up and crossed his arms in mock outrage.  "How
could you think that?  I'm sure the Force would never instruct me to use
sexual coercion in order to sway a decision as momentous as granting a
knighthood!" The padawan stopped and looked thoughtful.  "However, I
might have misinterpreted the meaning of the Force.  Perhaps it said,
'Obi-Wan, seduce Master Windu'."

Obi-Wan suddenly found himself flipped on his back with his master
ranged out on top of him.  Qui-Gon leaned his head down, eye to eye with
his student as he easily settled his body over the younger man.

"I don't think that's what the Force meant, my padawan," Qui-Gon said in
a low tone as he leaned forward and nipped Obi-Wan's throat sharply.
The young man yelped in surprise before Qui-Gon soothed the sting with
his tongue.

"Why do you..." The words came out in a slightly higher tone than
Obi-Wan intended and he stopped to clear his throat.  "Why do you think
that, my master?" he finally asked when he could speak again.

Qui-Gon lifted his head and met his student's eyes.  Obi-Wan didn't
quite know what to make of the expression in that blue gaze.  On anyone
else, such an expression might be considered almost mischievous.

"Two reasons, my padawan," the master said as he thoughtfully traced his
fingertips along Obi-Wan's neck.  "Firstly, the trials are not judged by
Master Windu.  I would give your second interpretation more credit if
the Force had murmured that you should be seducing Master Yoda for your
knighthood."

Obi-Wan blanched.  "I've evaluated my vision again, Master, and I'm
certain the Force meant you," he said quickly.

"Are you sure, my Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon leaned forward to whisper as he
slowly ran his tongue along the soft shell of Obi-Wan's ear and then
along the sensitive skin just behind it.  The master took his time in
tasting the tender skin and listening to his apprentice's faint sounds
of pleasure.  Obi-Wan sighed raggedly as his fingers curled around
Qui-Gon's shoulders.  "We could always call him."

"C-c-call who?"

"Master Yoda," Qui-Gon said patiently as he slowly licked a path down
his student's throat.  "Pay attention, padawan."

"Yes, master. Paying attention, master," the padawan replied with a gasp
as his fingers flexed into his master's shoulders when Qui-Gon returned
his attention to the bruising bite placed just at the juncture of the
student's neck and shoulder.

"I'm glad to hear it, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon murmured as he ran his
fingertips down along Obi-Wan's flanks.  "Shall we call Yoda?"

"F-f-for what?"

Qui-Gon smiled and nipped him again.  "Very good, padawan.  I can see
you are, indeed, paying attention."

Obi-Wan's "Yes, master," came out as something of a yelp.  After a few
more swipes of Qui-Gon's tongue on the increasingly sensitive mark on
his neck, however, the padawan gathered his thoughts and tried to focus
on the question that was distracting him from the delightful things
Qui-Gon was doing with his tongue.  "You-ahhh-you said there were two
reasons, master?"

Qui-Gon leaned back and caressed his padawan's cheek.  Obi-Wan's bright
eyes closed blissfully.

"Secondly, my padawan, I doubt the Force would send you to seduce Master
Windu primarily because I don't think the Force would want to get Mace
pummeled to a pulp."

Obi-Wan stilled in surprise at the softly spoken words and then opened
his eyes to meet his master's gaze.  Qui-Gon's eyes were dark with a
possessive gleam as the master Jedi gently caressed Obi-Wan's braid with
his fingers.

"I've waited a long time for you, my padawan, my Obi-Wan."  Qui-Gon
slowly leaned forward and kissed the braid he held.  "*My* Obi-Wan."
The Jedi ran the pad of his thumb along his student's kiss-swollen
lips.  "Perhaps I should not have allowed this so close to your trials
but you *will* pass them, Obi-Wan, whether you seduce Yoda or not.  You
are more than ready."

"Master..." Obi-Wan began but the master laid his fingers, still twined
with Obi-Wan's braid, on his padawan's mouth.

"And after you are granted knighthood and I have been honored to cut
your braid, you will be *my* knight and your days of seducing anyone but
me will be over."

Qui-Gon looked at his padawan's stunned expression.  The young man's
eyes were a wild green that Qui-Gon rarely saw outside of a saber
fight.  The jedi master took a slow, deep breath, reminding himself that
Obi-Wan might not wish to tie himself so quickly to his master once he
passed his trials.

"Would this be agreeable to you, Obi-Wan?" he asked softly, as hesitant
as a Jedi Master could be and still be a Jedi Master.

"Agreeable?" came the faint question.  Obi-Wan merely stared up at the
man above him.  After a moment, the expression in Qui-Gon's eyes began
to change and he began to move away.

"Of course, you need not reply now, padawan..."

Obi-Wan's hands clinched on Qui-Gon's shoulders and jerked him back.
"Agreeable to me, my master?" the younger man asked with a slightly
hysterical laugh.  "FORCE yes!"

Obi-Wan leaned up and caught his master in a kiss hot enough to singe
the braid Qui-Gon still clutched between his fingers.




A few hours later, Master Qui-Gon moved almost absently along the worn
garden paths that he had wandered since he was old enough to walk by
himself.  The Jedi's mind was obviously elsewhere as he passed lifelong
friends with barely more than a nod.  There was understanding from his
friends, however, for Qui-Gon's lapse in greetings as it was well known
that the master's padawan was due to take his trials on the morrow and
surely he was thinking on his student.

Qui-Gon's mind was indeed on his padawan but dwelled more on the state
of utter exhaustion in which he'd left Obi-Wan than whether or not
Obi-Wan would pass his upcoming trials.  The younger man would need to
sleep most the of the afternoon to be ready for his night long
meditations.  Then his trials would begin with the dawn.

Again, Qui-Gon questioned his actions of the morning in allowing his
padawan to seduce him. Obi-Wan had caught him completely by surprise
with his actions.  But really, Qui-Gon reasoned he had had little choice
in the matter.  Obi-Wan had been one determined young man.  And Qui-Gon
had only been considering doing the same thing for the past five years.

The Jedi master felt his lips twitch into a smug smile before he
smoothed his expression to serenity again.  He sensed his own master
ahead on the path and Qui-Gon had no doubt that Yoda was aware of what
had transpired between himself and his padawan.  His thoughts were
confirmed as that elderly master took an immediate swipe at his shin
with his gimer stick.

"Padawan!" Yoda snapped out as Qui-Gon easily dodged the blow.  "Ashamed
am I!  Slept with your padawan before the trials!  Could you not wait
even a day?!"

"I'm sorry, my master," Qui-Gon murmured, trying not to sound smug and
failing miserably.  "The Force made me do it."

Yoda snorted and glared at his padawan.  "Gave me that one before, you
have!  Lame excuse!  Didn't work then either!"

END

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