Teasing Obi-Wan
by
Lady Farcly - ladyfarcly@altavista.com  

Series:  Seeds of Love, 3rd in the series

Sequel:  follows I Burn For Him, and I Moaned In the Temple Library

Archive: master_apprentice always, and will be on my own site
eventually, anyone else please ask first.


Category:  QG POV, Romance, and PWP


Rating:    NC17 QG/OW  


Warnings:    M/M Slash of course.


Spoilers: None that I know of because we all know I was the LAST
person alive who saw the movie TPM, there for I need not warn anyone
but myself.


Summary:  Qui-Gon is unusually playful.

Note:  I am in total Qui-Gon departure denial; it hurts less to say
it that way.  TPM happens but Qui-Gon DOESN'T die, DO YOU HEAR
ME?!?!? Good as long as we're clear on that.  


Disclaimer:  Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are owned by G. Lucas and he also
operates everything his own way, I only manipulate, for no monetary
gain using the force.    I also disinfect after every use before I put
them away.    



THANKS to Ki for the Beta, I made all the changes, so any and all
mistakes and oopsies are mine alone.


(--------- These lines signify change of a sort)

I walk the corridors, Mace at my side.  He is my oldest and dearest
friend.

Master Mace Windu can be the biggest pain in the ass going, with his
by-the-code attitude.  However Mace, my friend, is one of the kindest
most understanding people I know.  He is very pleased I have finally
come to my senses and returned my Padawan's affection.  He teases me
on how oblivious I was to all the signs.

He is right, if you don't really want to see something, you don't.
I can feel my Padawan projecting.  I'm getting very clear thoughts
from him and the Force is thrumming around the temple.

Mace and I stop to finish out talk and he leans closer telling me Obi-
wan needs a few lessons in controlling his emotions.  I laugh
outright; I know full well he does.

I look down the hall, into the temple Library, and see even at that
distance my Padawan is watching me.  I feel a wave of jealousy wash
over me and tell Mace, we both have a chuckle and I send Obi-wan a
few thoughts and images about the previous evening.  

He is startled, realizing he is projecting and remembers it is a two-
way street.  I leave Mace then and head home, carefully sending
thoughts to my Padawan as he reminisces about me.

I feel my cock go hard as he thinks about what he had done to me the
night before and smile.  My Padawan can be a walking contradiction,
he his sweet and kind, beautiful and naive, He is also the holder of
a very bad temper that is not often shown and he can be impulsive to
a fault.  He is generous and appealing in so many ways.  He turns
heads wherever we are and always has a smile for anyone he meets.

He has so many hidden fears, and doubts about his abilities and his
need to please can be overwhelming.  Obi-Wan has never lied to me. He
has had a few instances of not offering information when he should
have. I did corrected him for it.  When he was a boy, he spent a time
or two across my knee getting paddled for one thing or another, but
no more than any of the other year mates his age.

I was always affectionate with him, as he always seemed starved for
physical contact, not sexual then, just to have contact with another
being.  As I walk home, I remember things.

I would allow him in my bed during storms and rock him to sleep.  
Until he hit puberty and then he needed to stay in his own bed.  I
have never thought of him like a father does of a son, and I had
always thought that was do to my mistakes with Xanatos, but now I see
it was something different, I was sub-consciously waiting for my
Padawan to become a man.

I love teasing him, I always have. It's a game we play.  I usually
play stupid, and it drives him nuts when I question him on everything.

Now this new form of teasing, well, it's going to bite me in the ass.
I know it. I get aroused sending him these images of what I felt
while he did those things to me.

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I watched him sleep this morning.  He takes up much more room than he
used to.  I can see he is going to be a bed hog, but I don't mind,
the fringe benefits far outweighing such a trivial thing.

Obi-Wan is like a furnace when he sleeps.  I only need him beside me
in order to keep warm.  As I lay watching him this morning, I looked
over his nude body with renewed interest.  His skin was soft and
flawless usual tightly corded muscles relaxed.  He looked almost
angelic, I say almost because I know he is not.  No one can do the
things he can to me and be angelic, heaven sent, yes, but Aangel-
like, oh no.

He was sound asleep and already his morning erection appeared.  Mine
was already throbbing, between the need to relieve myself and with
wanting my Padawan again.  

His chest is smooth and firm, his flat nipples became hard nubs as
the morning cool air from the window breezes in lightly.  He moved
slightly yet did not awaken.  I gently touched his chest slid my palm
down his abdomen.

He mumbled something but I continued.  I stroked his erection, and he
moaned and squirming, coming awake slowly.    My thumb swept across
the tip and he sighed, "Morning, My Master." his voice soft and
sleepy.

"Morning, my Padawan." I said and leaned in to kiss those perfect
lips.

"Mmmmmmmm, I was dreaming." he said as I slowly pulled back.

"Of what?" I asked and moved to cover his body, letting our erections
glide against each other.  The heat and friction of skin on skin was
almost more than I could bear.

Obi-Wan gasped and managed "this, you...oh.... Qui...please."

He began rolling his hips beneath me and I kissed him again, my
tongue dancing with his as our release approached.

I'm sure that in time, when we get used to each other, we will slow
things down a bit. I can and I'm sure that he can, as well. However,
right now, the need to possess each other is so high, we have yet to
go slow.

In all fairness, it is still in our first 24 hours of sexual
activity, this being the third time we have been intimate, but I do
so want to love him slowly and savour each second.

Obi-Wan groaned and our cocks were slick with pre cum.

"Now, my love, join me...." I whispered against parted lips and I
felt him pulse between us and followed him.

I lay panting on him before rolling to the side.  He was smiling so
very contented.

It was a beautiful site, my Padawan, covered in our mixed fluids,
sated for now, and grinning.

--------

I feel him getting closer. I know my thoughts have added to his and
he has had a somewhat embarrassing moment in the Temple Library.

I hide my smirk as he enters our quarters.  


Force, how I love to tease my Padawan.


To be continued.