Please note that this is a fic about Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan in a
romantic relationship. This is also a SLASH fic which
means there will be sex. Sex between Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. If
you don't like it delete this now. This is my story and how I
want them!
Series Title: Tangled Webs
Subject: Q/O
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17, Angst, POV, AU
Archive: Master & Apprentice, The Nesting Place, QJEB,
SWA-L
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Disclaimer: Obi-Wan & Qui-Gon belong to the Force that is
George Lucas - he of the incredible luck and multi-million
dollars. My no have none of that!
Chocolate Obi-Wans and Qui-Gons covered in whipped cream to
Chris, Holly & Heather - my goddesses of beta.
This is the fifth installment of Worship's challenge. I've
called the series Tangled Webs - enjoy!
Leaving Bandomeer was easier said than done. Obi-Wan had
responsibilities, a promise to be kept to the Ambassador and
his family. Which meant he couldn't leave until a replacement
was found. One that Obi-Wan could trust. There was also Si
Treemba. He owed his friend an explanation before he left. He
owed many people many things.
Facing the Council with his actions was by far the hardest
thing to do, however.
"I hope you will forgive my change of heart Ambassador. I
cannot in good conscience continue down this road though. I am
a Jedi, or at least a Jedi Padawan. I have to go back. I need
to go back," Obi-Wan explained. He'd told Indigor most of the
story, glossing over the more intimate parts.
The Ambassador had been extremely gracious and for some reason
just a little guilty. He'd offered Obi-Wan the use of his
personal communications room to contact the Council. An offer
Obi-Wan was both grateful for and loathe to accept. Chiding
himself on his un-Jedi like response, Obi-Wan squared his
shoulders and contacted the Council.
"Worried for you we have been, young Kenobi," Master Yoda said
softly. He and Mace Windu were the only ones present at this
conference. They were the only ones who knew of his
disappearance from Sellonia. "Afraid for you and the struggle
you faced alone."
Obi-Wan was more than humbled and awed at their calm acceptance
of what he had done. He'd abandoned the Jedi, the temple and
his Master and life-bonded, yet they were treating him as if
he'd gone on a holiday. He had thought for sure he'd be
reprimanded, maybe even told he couldn't take his trials... but
no, he was being welcomed home with open arms. "Forgive me
Masters, but you aren't upset with my behavior?"
Mace Windu hid his smile from the guilt-stricken young man.
Obi-Wan failed to see that his own guilt was 'punishment'
enough for the Jedi Masters. Obi-Wan had suffered greatly these
past few months, as had Qui-Gon. Both men would emerge from
their personal struggles stronger for them. Obi-Wan had
grown-up, matured through his experience. He would be an equal
partner to Qui-Gon now, of that the Jedi Master had no doubt.
Hopefully these events had ensured that Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon
would emerge more committed to one another than before. Life
bondings were rare indeed among the Jedi and a bonding that was
as successful as Qui-Gon's and Obi-Wan's happened once in a
lifetime. Mace fought the desire to curse his stubborn fool of
a friend for hurting this young man. This incident was coming
to a conclusion and that was all that mattered.
"When you return to Coruscant Padawan Kenobi, you will face
your Trials. And you will pass them. Of that we have no doubt,"
Mace told the confused young man. Then, more softly, "You've
been through more emotional upheaval in the last few months
than most of us go through in a lifetime Obi-Wan. That you have
survived your inner struggles still following the light path,
that you have not bowed to despair and grief speaks volumes.
You always have been and always will be an asset to the Jedi.
You do the order proud - Jedi Knight."
Obi-Wan stammered out his thanks, hardly daring to believe what
he'd heard. Mace Windu had called him a Jedi Knight! Could it
be that his dreams were not so unattainable after all? He took
note of the name of the transport the Council was sending to
pick him up and time of its arrival, still in a daze. Perhaps
thing were going to be all right after... no, he still had to
deal with Qui-Gon. Nothing could be settled until then.
"He contacted us less than an hour ago, Qui-Gon, and told us
everything - from his point of view. We already know your
version of the story. He's a strong and courageous young man.
He will be an asset to the Order, of that we are sure. We are
sending the Dauntless to retrieve him. It will arrive on
Bandomeer 8 hours prior to the time we gave him. Be on that
ship Qui-Gon Jinn. You will have him to yourself for one
standard week. The Captain and crew of the ship will be told to
avoid the Jedi's quarters at all costs. Make sure this is
settled before you get back. The last thing that man needs is
to be emotionally unbalanced when he faces his Trials. And he
will take his Trials when he returns. Obi-Wan is ready," Mace
informed his long-time friend. "Don't mess this up Qui-Gon,
because I have a feeling you're not going to get another
chance."
Qui-Gon bowed his head as he ended the communication. He didn't
want Mace to see the sheen of tears in his eyes. Obi-Wan was
coming home, coming back to him. At last.
Obi-Wan wasn't sure which was harder - saying goodbye to Si
Treemba or to the sweet little girl who'd stolen a piece of his
heart. In the end he decided both were equally difficult. Kyria
had sniffled and hugged him tight - then proceeded to give him
her favorite stuffed Ewok to remember her by. Obi-Wan had
nearly cried too. He'd hugged her close and promised to visit
if he was ever on Bandomeer again.
Si Treemba was equally difficult to say goodbye to.
"Thank you my friend, from the bottom of my heart. Without you
I think I would have lost myself in grief. You were the rock I
clung to," Obi-Wan told his oldest friend while hugging the
Arkonan close.
"We were only too happy to help you, dear friend. We owe you
our life and the lives of our people. Beyond that you are our
closest friend. We saw your pain and wished to soothe it. We
are glad you have rediscovered your path. You were born to be
Jedi. Your heart cries out for it, just as your soul cries out
for your Master. Be happy Obi-Wan Kenobi - and be Jedi." With
one last fierce hug Si Treemba let his friend board the
transport that would take him back to his future.
Obi-Wan slung his pack over his shoulder and followed the
steward to his quarters. He was exhausted and needed to get
some sleep. A week of nothing but the silence of space would
help to prepare him for the coming battles. He almost laughed.
Since when had facing Qui-Gon become a battle? And yet, that
was exactly how he saw it. He was fighting for his life and his
love. And he would win, Obi-Wan was certain of that.
His steps faltered as he was led past a sealed room. There was
something... no someone inside. Someone who was masking his
presence. But who...? Shaking his head and tamping down his
curiosity Obi-Wan entered the room that the steward had opened
for him. It was none of his concern who the Council brought to
Coruscant, and he had more important things to occupy himself
with than a mystery passenger.
Qui-Gon breathed a sigh of relief as he felt Obi-Wan continue
on. He was not about to reveal himself to his love just yet.
Not until they were within the icy cocoon of space and there
was nothing else for Obi-Wan to do but to face him. They would
deal with this soon enough. He was determined to reclaim his
life-bonded, and by the Force he would not let Obi-Wan's
stubbornness stop him this time. There was nowhere for the
bratling to run now - except into his Master's open arms.
Obi-Wan shucked out of his clothes and slid tiredly between the
cool sheets. It had been ages since he'd had a good night's
sleep. The nightmares had stopped when he had decided to come
home but there'd been so many other things to take care of that
he'd yet been able to get the rest his body needed. Although it
was the height of laziness Obi-Wan decided to sleep until he
could sleep no more. The sound of the ship's engines kicking
into gear and the whine of the hyperdrive engine lulled him
into the first peaceful slumber since... since before he'd set
foot on that accursed planet of Tatooine.
When he thought enough time had passed, Qui-Gon left his
quarters and made his way down the narrow hallway to Obi-Wan's
quarters. The Captain had given him the override code so he
punched it in and moved silently inside, hoping to catch his
lover unawares.
Instead it was he who was caught by surprise. There was
Obi-Wan, sound asleep and gloriously, wantonly naked - exposed
to his Master's hot and hungry gaze. Obi-Wan had restlessly
kicked off the covers as he'd rolled onto his back, unknowingly
leaving him exposed to Qui-Gon's ravenous eyes.
Qui-Gon keyed in his own personal code, locking the crew out
and Obi-Wan in. Then slowly, deliberately he stripped out of
his clothes and joined his love on the bed. He shuddered
voluptuously as he closed his arms around Obi-Wan and sighed.
The ache in his heart that had been there these past months
faded away as he held his love to him. The pain of the denied
life-bond faded as the torn places inside both men healed and
mended now that they were connected once more.
Obi-Wan turned onto his side and snuggled back against the heat
of his Master's chest, thrusting his hips back into the aroused
flesh of his life-mate, still firmly entangled in his dreams.
Qui-Gon moaned with need. He was hard and aching. He wanted
nothing more then to sink into Obi-Wan's heat, to reclaim his
life-bonded in the most intimate and expressive way he could.
He wanted to join his body with his love's, to feel Obi-Wan's
heat consume him even as he possessed Obi-Wan's body. Only
through a sheer force of will did Qui-Gon clamp down on his
desire and join his love in sleep. Morning would come soon
enough and with it, their reckoning.
Hands were moving up and down his chest, caressing and petting.
Fingers carded through his sparse covering of red-gold curls
and tweaked his hardened nipples. Lips suctioned on his neck,
kissing and nipping. A tongue traced the curve of his ear,
before dipping inside to tease then moved back to his neck,
tasting the saltiness of his skin. The hands moved - one down
to his blood-engorged phallus, the other moved up to his lips
and he pulled it into his needy mouth, suckling on it. He
whimpered as it was removed then moaned as it was replaced in a
more intimate location.
Slowly the finger breached his anus, moving and rotating...
sending fireworks shooting through his nerves. The finger was
removed and replaced with two more, stretching and filling him.
The something else was filling him. Something larger and hotter
and longer. Moaning he thrust himself back into the heat. So
long... it had been so long since he was taken like this. A
mind brushed his and his pleasure increased. Qui-Gon -
beloved...
My Obi-Wan. Ohhhh you feel so good. I've missed you my
love... I've missed you.
Obi-Wan was rolled onto his stomach and pulled into a kneeling
position without the connection of flesh being severed.
Sleepily he opened his eyes as he braced himself against the
wall. Qui-Gon's hands held his hips in a vise grip as he began
to thrust harder and harder into the beloved body writhing
beneath him.
Yes oh yes - harder, I need to feel you harder and deeper
inside me than ever. I've missed you, oh how I've missed you
Master, Obi-Wan sent as he reached down and began jerking
his own cock in a rough rhythm. So close...he was so...
"MAASSTTEERR..." Obi-Wan cried out as the flash fire of his
orgasm swept through him, burning every nerve ending with
pleasure. Above him Qui-Gon roared out his pleasure as tight
inner muscles clamped down on his thrusting cock, squeezing it
tightly, milking his cock, bringing him to a star shattering
orgasm.
Collapsing into the mattress, Obi-Wan felt himself blanketed by
his lover's large body. A bearded chin tickled his shoulder as
a wet mouth suckled on his neck. I love you... oh how I love
you... never leave me again my Obi-Wan... I won't let you leave
me again... you belong to me. Forever, came the disjointed
thoughts. It was real. Qui-Gon was above him, in him - in his
body and mind. The mystery guest...
"Get off me..." came the low, warning growl.
"Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon shook his head to clear the sleep from his
mind and realized where he was. Who he was with and what had
just happened...
"Get. Off. Me. Now!" the deadly voice reiterated.
Qui-Gon levered himself off his now infuriated lover. He tried
to reach for Obi-Wan but the younger man erupted from the bed -
furious beyond words.
"Just who the hell do you think you are!" Obi-Wan yelled. "How
dare you come in here and seduce me and pretend like everything
is as it was. How dare you think that I would let you!"
"Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon tried to soothe "I didn't mean to... I was
half-asleep love..."
"And that's supposed to make it all right? It's supposed to
take away the pain and the fear and the self-loathing? It's
supposed to make me believe that none of this ever happened.
You ripped my soul to sheds Qui-Gon. You rejected me, our bond,
my place in your life - everything I am - with no warning. I
could have lived with you taking another Padawan- I would have
lived with it. That's the way of things. But to do it so
coldly, without warning. Why didn't you just tear my still
beating heart out of my chest?" Obi-Wan seethed.
"I loved you above all else, even being a Jedi - I would have
given that up for you willingly, did you know that? No - you
never even bothered to ask. You assumed I would know your mind
without sharing it with me. You assumed too much. I thought you
loved me Qui-Gon, I thought we were life-mates. How could you
do that to me?" he whispered, rage leaving him as he collapsed,
naked, hugging his knees protectively to his chest.
Qui-Gon was off the bed instantly, cradling Obi-Wan to his
chest. "I do love you Obi. You are my life, my breath my heart
and my soul. Never doubt that my love. I was blind and foolish,
hurting the one person who mattered most in this universe. You
are my light, my salvation, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You keep me focused
and sane. You know me better than anyone, all my faults and
flaws and still you love me. Oh Force above - I don't deserve
you." Qui-Gon's throat ached with Obi-Wan's pain. Again he'd
mis-stepped and hurt the one he loved. Again he'd failed.
"I cannot begin to tell you how important you are to me Obi-Wan
Kenobi. My life isn't my life without you in it. You are the
other half of my heart, my soul. You are my life-bonded, my
life-mate. Not a day has gone by since you left that I have not
ached for you, cried for you. The boy is just that - a boy -
one who needs protection from the dark things that will hunt
him. But you - you are everything precious and wonderful in my
life. In you I see a galaxy of possibilities and a universe of
love. Without you by my side I have no life, no purpose. We are
forever love. Never doubt that again. Our life-bond will last
forever. I will love you forever."
Obi-Wan's breath hitched in his throat as he looked up at his
love through rain-washed eyes. In the dark blue gaze he could
see answering tears and equal pain. Slowly he reached up and
hesitatingly brushed his hand down a beloved cheek. "My
Qui-Gon?" a small, shaky voice whispered.
"Always, always your Qui-Gon as you are forever my Obi-Wan.
Never leave me again love. Rage at me, hit me, even hate me.
But never leave me. I nearly went mad these past weeks without
you. I could not survive losing you," Qui-Gon pleaded. "Forgive
me my trespasses love. Forgive a blind, hurtful man who loves
you more than his own worthless life. Although I don't deserve
it, forgive me."
"Only if you forgive me. I was a coward, a child. I should have
stayed and faced you, faced us, but I ran and left you with
pain. I was wrong. How I ever thought I could live without you
I cannot fathom. We are one Qui-Gon Jinn. I am made for you and
you alone," Obi-Wan pledged.
"As I am for you love. But I warn you right now Obi-Wan - if
you ever willingly seek your death again, I will not be
responsible for my actions. You belong to me Obi-Wan Kenobi,
your life is mine and I want that life merged with mine for as
long as possible. Do you understand me?" Qui-Gon shook him in
emphasis.
Moving so that he was kneeling face to face with his life,
Obi-Wan kissed Qui-Gon with dozens of soft kisses. "Never again
Qui-Gon. Never again will I doubt you, doubt us. I swear."
"Very well, so long as you understand," Qui-Gon growled
seductively. "Now let's go back to bed love. Coruscant is a
week away and we have lost time to make up for."
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