Author's Note: I based this total PWP on the lyrics of Hole's
song. It always struck me as talking about this sort of thing,
but I never wrote anything. Until now. Viola!
Archive: SWAL, Master Apprentice, anywhere else just ask.
Pairing: Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan, who else?
Rating: NC-17
Category: Romance, PWP, songfic
Warnings: None, just explicit PWP.
Spoilers: None.
Feedback: Yes please! Engelhasse@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, God Lucas does, but how
could I resist? Tenplí was behind this one, I swear,
he's conspiring with my muse to write more PWP. Oh well. Don't
bother suing me, I'm not worth it. I'll put them back.
//Put me up above the boy...//
Dreaming. Totally alone, then he's there. There around
me, comforting me, caressing me, his large hands smoothing out
my muscles, his delectable lips smoothing out my frown. I was
in pain before, but now he's here, nothing can hurt me. I am
invincible in his arms. He wouldn't have it otherwise.
//The one I love I should destroy...//
It's forbidden, I know. We can't help it. Love can never be
helped, it merely happens, and may the gods curse whoever would
stand in it's way. We are one when we're together, and only
bleeding halves apart. My time with him is short, we will try
to stay together after I achieve another dream. Until then we
will savor the taste of our love, forbidden by the Council or
not.
//My sweet tooth has burned a hole...//
I want him so badly. I have him, I know that much, but I want
him here in my dreams, where he should be with be me always.
Even in this hidden place, our unconscious minds wind together,
and share everything. But I want him selfishly. We are Jedi
first, then humans, but my love as a human for him as a human
declares him to be the most important thing in my life. I can't
let that be. The mission should come first, before us. And many
times it does. But when we're alone, hell to the Council, we
are foremost in each other's hearts, and damn the Council if
they try to stop it. By day they rules our lives, but by night
we can be alone, together.
//Forget about it all...//
Hell with the Council. I can feel my body anyway, and he
is against me, dreaming the same as I. He wants me as I want
him. I can't concentrate on my dislike for the Council if he
keeps rubbing his groin against my leg. Or that his lips are
touching mine.
//He hit so hard I saw stars...//
Awake. The shock of reality. My Master is leaving small circles
of his hands' pattern in my skin, and despite my control, he's
driving me insane. I don't know if he's awake or asleep
himself, or maybe in that cloudy in between place where they
merge. But not I see it. The smile curving his lips means he is
quite awake, and deliberately tormenting me at that.
//He's cold give him a candycoat...//
He moans, and I can do nothing but kiss him. His beard itches
my neck, but I love it all the same. Love, desire, lust, I want
him now, all of him, heart, mind and body. He wants that too. I
know him, we meld minds, and I can feel his delight in my
pleasure. I now seek to return it with not my hands, but my
lips. "Too cold, my Padawan. Come closer for the warmth," he
teases.
//He can't swim but he can float...//
I smirk at his veiled reference to our first time, snuggled up
together in the cold of an ice planet, when we accidentally
opened minds, and then afterwards, bodies. I seek to quiet him,
rendered him senseless with a trickle of hot kisses down his
strong throat and across his face. I lick at his shoulder,
nipping it lightly, and his arm. The inside of his bicep is
quiet sensitive, so I've learned. He seems to be hovering in
pleasure, unable to move but only exist to receive all I am
giving him. I want him to receive, in this I will dominate, at
least tonight. Tomorrow may lead to another story.
//One by one they all fall down...//
His barriers, the little he keeps up around me, are failing and
I can feel his unbridled lust and love for me pour into my
mind. I bask in it, the glorious feeling of happiness and
security in love surrounding us both as my own shields falter,
and he receives the same from me. I take advantage of his
distraction, and gently bite at his hardened nipple. He groans,
and I can but grin.
//I look at him and drown...//
I kiss every centimeter of his skin that I can reach, sinful in
its rich flavor. I cannot desire any other food than this, the
ambrosia of the gods present in his very pores. He is a god to
me. I am barely worthy to love him, but he loves me also, and
by that I am astounded. I stroke his desire, knowing how badly
he wants it also. I hold back, and kneel up from between his
legs. The vision of him lying back on the bed is shocking. His
eyes are closed, trembling with anticipations, and his hands
are left above his head, quivering slightly. He quakes, waiting
for my next movement. He depends on me for this, and I am all
too eager to oblige him, and love him.
//He's so candy my downfall...//
I can but stare at him, this beautiful man laid open n every
level for me and me alone. I lightly stroke his thighs, and he
moans as I near where he wants me to touch. I know his desires,
as he knows my own, and I will take him, and love him, if he
lets me. He allows it, and I can sense his own hope that he can
love me too. I assure him he has, and he settles back, awaiting
me.
//Melts in my mouth until he's nothing at all...//
I bend to him, and kiss his arousal, hard and thick, pulsing
with blood. The large vein on the underside I lick, and he
groans as I suck him in tightly, covering my teeth with my
lips. I have always desired to do this to him, to bring him the
same pleasure he has brought me in this fashion. The slight
stubble of my cheeks scratches a side as I release him, and
cover his organ with kisses.
//This keeps me, I can't sleep...//
I couldn't imagine that only a few minutes ago I was sleeping.
This is too good for me to have missed for one moment. I can
feel his pleasure as his hands stray down to my head, clasping
my spiky hair. I smile as I suck harder, running my tongue
delicately over his shaft, feeling it pulse. He's coming soon,
I can tell.
//He rages to be true...//
I hear a groan of pure ecstasy from above me, and relax my
throat, letting him in. I can feel his organ swell slightly,
then I am swallowing his seed as he comes into me. It is
perfect, and I can taste him on my tongue as I lick my lips
clean, slurping up any mess I made. There is none, but I can't
resist one last lick at him. He moans, and I kiss him, sharing
with him his taste, as he has done for me before. He smiles
under my lips, and let's his tongue slide along mine.
//He hit so hard, I saw gods...//
I can feel his need beneath me, his desire to let me take my
own pleasure. We meet eyes, and he nods. I am nervous but we
both want this bond, I above him. I kiss my way down his
delectable torso, muscled so perfectly I could be drawn into
staring at him for more than I have this night. There is
nothing else but him, I am convinced. And I want to be part of
him. Inside him.
//Oh man...I saw stars...//
I lick at him now, sliding my tongue under his testes and down
to the bitter salty ring that I want to penetrate in. I lick at
him, laving it carefully with my tongue so it will cause as
little pain to my lover as possible. He moans in readiness, and
I slowly push into him, filling him with the evidence of my
desire. My love fills his mind, and he succumbs to me,
thrusting his hips against me. I pull his legs over my
shoulders, and seat myself fully in his tight channel. I can
feel the small nub inside of him that will bring his pleasure,
and I am delighted to find that he is hard again already. So
much for stamina of youth, he has more than I!
//Look at the pretty lights...//
We begin moving together, he trying to impale himself further
onto me, and me shoving myself deeper into him. I wrap my hands
around him, not to let him get away without his due ecstasy,
and I can feel him squeezing at me, driving me more crazy than
I am. I let my love for him flow over us, and he returns it in
kind as we move together, this primal rhythm shaking us. It
almost frightens me, that I need him so much, but I would have
it no other way. He cries out beneath me, and squeezes as he
comes. His seeds spills over our bodies, and my own releases in
thick white clouds of heaven into his body.
//Just one big shiny flag...//
I lay on my lover's body, breathless from our shared passion.
He moans my name, and I can only whisper in his mind his own. I
feel his chest rise with a contented sigh, and my name upon his
lips, "Obi-Wan." I draw my waning strength, and before blissful
darkness of exhaustion falls over us, and breathe his own name,
"Qui-Gon."
//I've set him straight tonight...
Oh man, he hit so hard I saw stars
He hit so hard
I saw God.//
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