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CATEGORY: Humor, PWP
PAIRING: You wanna know? Read for yourself then! *eg*
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: The wrong place, the wrong time, and yet - such sweet,
deprived pleasure!
DISCLAIMER: George - don't read this with your mouth full, k???
You'd choke and I don't want to be held responsible for your
demise at such a critical point in the the post-production
phase of Episode II!:=)
FEEDBACK: Please, always craved and appreciated at
quigon_jinn21@hotmail.com
NOTES: Consider this a companion piece to "Deceptive
Maneuvers". Apart from that, this is all the Feathered One's
fault - points at the Emu - it was her one-line
challenge that let me put this little insanity to paper.
"Master ... will you behave your- ... self!", Obi-Wan hissed
as best as his present condition allowed him to, leaning back
against the large desk that adorned the center of the room, his
fingernails almost scratching the fine dark wood of the table's
surface as he tried desperatedly not to succumb to his desires
just yet.
"I cannot ... do this, not here, if they'll find out ... oh
Godssssss...." His voice became even more hissing as the
pleasure centers of his brain threatened to overload because of
the tender, yet determined stimulus administered to his
groin.
"Mastaaaaaaaaah ... goooooood" Obi-Wan's words were garbled
when he finally came into that needy, velvety mouth that had
sucked and caressed his cock ever since they had retreated into
Mace Windu's office. No-one had been in here, and Obi-Wan's
lover had thought it would provide an extra thrill if they'd
"do it" right here, right now. Indeed it had - the Padawan
couldn't think of any time when he had come close to release in
such record time!
Exhausted from pumping his young seed down that warm gullet of
lust, the young man collapsed into a heap next to his
companion, snickering uncontrollably as he buried his head into
his lover's tunic.
"What about you, Master? I mean, don't you want me to get you
off, too? We'll still have time .."
A hand wiped off the last remnants of Obi-Wan's cum and with a
sad look in those deep, round eyes the Master looked at the
Padawan.
"Hear him coming, I do ... quick now, straighten our clothes,
we must. Bring me off later, you may!" With a little force-push
the tiny Master helped the otherwise very agile and nimble
Padawan onto his feet again.
At just the right moment, for the door to the office flew open
and in strode a very concerned looking Councillor, who
curiously eyed the two beings standing nonchalantly in his
office.
"Master Yaddle? Padawan Kenobi? So sorry if I'm late. I felt
... yes, a great disturbance in the Force, very close by. Did
either of your notice anything unusual?" Mace Windu looked form
one to the other, piercing both of his guests with his ebony
eyes, a frown still on his face.
"Nothing we noticed in here, Mace. Must have been the Grabba
beans you 've had for lunch, convinced of that I am."
"Very droll, Master Yaddle, but since you don't seemed to have
noticed anything ..." Mace knew from experience there was no
point arguing with his fellow Councillor when Yaddle spoke with
such ferver - it even made her mouth foam, Mace couldn't help
observing and he quickly decided to drop the subject. Resigned
he threw up his hands and moved to his large chair behind his
desk, motioning for both his visitors to take their seats
opposite him in some cushioned leather chairs. Once again
looking puzzled from on to the other, Mace shook his head and
proceeded to open a large folder that sat on his desk.
"Now - on to business. Padawan Kenobi, about those special
meditation lessons you have asked to receive from Master Yaddle
..."
The silvery mental laugh from his companion at the absurdity
of the situation made the young man harden again, and he knew
this evening would be one of some very long mediations indeed
with his new teacher!
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