Archive: Master and Apprentice, SWAL archive. Anyone else,
please ask.
Category: Hurt/Comfort, Plot-What-Plot, First Time
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: none
Spoilers: pre-TPM, so not really
Summary: An answer to Mona's 'PWP-water-food-no dialogue'
challenge. ;-D
Feedback: Yes, please! My first Q/O story, so I could use
encouragement.
He shook violently, his body wracked with chills, unable to
accept the fire in his mind. He felt empty... alone. By all the
Jedi held sacred he needed someone! His body yearned for
the touch of another, warm skin against him. He was on fire,
panting desperately for another's touch - anyone! He moaned in
agony.
Distantly he was aware that he was in a pool of water. He'd
come here to cool down when he'd begun to feel so oddly. It
wasn't working, though. The fire in his mind burned ever
brighter. Sweat poured down his face to join the cool water
around him. His cock was painfully erect, his balls heavy. He
moaned again from the blissful pain of it. He couldn't touch
himself - he'd tried and it had only made it worse. He needed
someone - someone to bring him relief, to fill this hole
in his mind. He was empty, so alone. He curled up on the seat
in pool and shivered, his arms wrapped loosely around his
chest.
Suddenly someone was in the pool with him, the water unsettled
from the entrance of another body. His head was lifted and a
glass held before his lips. He drank from it gratefully, his
lips parched. It was some sort of fruit juice, sweet and
fragrant. He drained the glass, savoring the rich flavor. When
it was taken away he looked up, amazed to see... What was
he doing here? And then it didn't matter, as he was
enfolded in a tender embrace.
Oh gods! He was on fire, and nothing could help him but to...
he wrapped himself around the other man, lips nuzzling the
beautiful long neck, rocking against the warm body in his arms
as the water splashed around them. The other man moaned and
cradled his head in his hands, holding his face steady as he
moved in for a kiss.
With the touch of another's lips his mind exploded. Images,
feelings, thoughts, emotions... all collided in his brain, and
he knew without a doubt that he had to become one with the man
in his arms. His mind demanded it. His body craved it. As he
reached out with his arms to pull the other to him, he reached
out with his mind as well:
TAKE ME!!
Soothing his passion-shrouded mind, the reply came:
YES, BELOVED
Then he was pushed back against the side of the pool, his hips
grabbed as he was raised up in the water, his legs lifted, and
then... And then the other was inside him, and they were one.
Both screamed, from the mingled pain and pleasure of their
bodies, and the overwhelming overload caused by the joining of
their minds. They moved against each other - faster! - harder!
- as their minds fused together. When his lover reached out and
stroked his cock under the water it was too much, and he
shouted as he came, feeling his lover shudder and fill him at
the same time. They were one. They were one.
They floated there against the side of the pool, the water
lapping against them, for some time. He heard birds singing in
the trees around them, the sun beginning to rise on the
horizon. Still he drifted, his body one with his lover, his
mind one with him as well. There was, for some time, no words
to be said. They simply nestled together, adjusting to the
radical re-shaping of their minds.
BELOVED? he finally asked.
His lover settled against him, head on his shoulder, face
against his throat.
YES, MY LOVE?
WHAT HAS HAPPENED?
He didn't have to explain that he wasn't offended or upset. The
love and contentment flowed between them through their link.
YOU WERE GIVEN POS'SEE ELIXIR AT THE BANQUET. IT'S A LOCAL
APHRODISIAC. WHEN GIVEN TO TELEPATHS, OR THOSE SENSITIVE TO THE
FORCE, HOWEVER, IT CAUSES THE MIND TO 'LINK' TO ANOTHER. ONE
MUST 'LINK' WITH A PHYSICAL PERSON, OR DIE. THERE WAS NO
CHOICE.
Silence.
SO YOU DID THIS TO SAVE MY LIFE?
Pause.
YES. THERE WAS NO OTHER WAY YOU WOULD SURVIVE, UNLESS WE
FOUND SOMEONE ELSE TO LINK WITH YOU, AND WITH A NON-TELEPATH OR
NON-FORCE-USER, THE HEALERS WEREN'T EVER SURE IT WOULD WORK.
YOU WERE BURNING UP WITH FEVER - THERE WAS NO OTHER WAY.
He smiled, gently, and looked up as his hands cradled the dear
face in front of him.
AND WAS THERE NO OTHER REASON, OBI-WAN?
His beloved smiled, and leaned in to kiss him passionately.
ONLY THAT I LOVE YOU, MY MASTER. AND NOW WE SHALL NEVER BE
PARTED. I COULDN'T TELL YOU BEFORE, IT WASN'T ALLOWED.
Obi-Wan pulled back to look deeply into Qui-Gon's eyes.
I WOULD NEVER HAVE RISKED YOUR LIFE IN THIS WAY, MASTER.
BUT NOW THE COUNCIL WILL HAVE TO ACCEPT WHAT IS. WE ARE ONE.
FOREVER. NO WORDS BETWEEN US, MASTER. OUR MINDS ARE EVER
TOUCHING.
As Obi-Wan began to harden inside him again, rocking gently, he
enfolded him in his arms and wrapped his legs tightly around
his Padawan's waist.
SO LONG, BELOVED, HAVE I WANTED THIS. WANTED YOU.
I'M SORRY I COULDN'T TELL YOU BEFORE. NOW YOU KNOW...
I KNOW Obi-Wan replied. I KNOW EVERYTHING - WE ARE
ONE!
And the newly-bonded Jedi rocked again to completion in the
sunken pool, surrounded by morning mist and birdsong.
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