Master Apprentice 
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Theme and Timbre: Etude
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Archive: master_apprentice, anyone else, pls. ask
Author's web page: http://www.ravenswing.com/ravendreams/
Category: PWP
Series: Part of the "Theme and Timbre" Series
Rating: R
Warnings none
Spoilers: none
Summary: Obi-Wan gives Qui-Gon a box
Notes: Thanks to Velma for the beta.
Feedback: Waited for with bated breath.
Disclaimers: Lucas owns it all. I don't have enough money to pay attention.
Obi-Wan handed him the box with a smile that was suspiciously innocent.
"What is it, Padawan?"
"Just open it. It's a... training tool."
Qui-Gon frowned and looked. It wasn't a big box, but not small either. Rectangular with a solid weight to it. He shook it.
No noise.
"Force, quit playing with it and just open it, would you?" Obi-Wan's tone matched his impatient look perfectly.
With a sigh and a whisper to any god that happened to be listening to please allow him to survive whatever Obi-Wan had up his sleeves this time, Qui-Gon lifted the lid.
It was dildo.
A very purple, reasonably-sized dildo.
With veins.
Qui-Gon blinked. Then he said he only thing that came to his mind.
"Training tool?"
Obi-Wan nodded, eyes flashing. "Training tool."
Qui-Gon thought.
He looked at the dildo.
He shifted a bit in his chair, rearranging himself.
He looked at the dildo again.
"Obi-Wan?"
His padawan knelt before him, moved in closer, fitting himself between Qui-Gon's legs. The padawan removed the fake penis from the box and held it in his hands.
Qui-Gon wondered if it was getting warm.
"This," Obi-Wan nodded towards his hands, "is a training tool. We can use it to improve, enhance our sex lives. That's all."
"So, you want me to use it on you?" Qui-Gon felt his mouth go dry.
Obi-Wan leaned in close, licking at Qui-Gon's earlobe, as the dildo lay crushed between them. "No... I want to watch you fuck yourself."
The End