Warning: Supplemental story to LIFESTYLES 4. Low down and
totally sleazy.
A tale of tramp vamp.
Gooch finally decided to take them up on their offer. He'd
thought about it for months. Changed his mind a hundred times.
Panicked at the implications.
Just what is their offer, anyway? he wondered as he
stood at the front door. He hit the chimer.
Hell, I've been around. Bordellos all over the galaxy. Got
involved in orgies and freak shows. Went through an
experimental phase, too. But this...I almost feel like a virgin
here.
He stared into space, lost in thought. Maybe I should back
out now. I mean, I like them a lot but...
Come.
Gooch gulped. The door swung open for him.
"Well I never ran from anything. Ain't gonna start now" he went
inside.
He stood in the living room. All the furniture was plush and
new. A room sized sofa circling the entire floorspace up front.
Wall to wall shag carpet everywhere. Trendy art sculpture
dotting the end tables. Tinted glass ceiling panels. Large
entertainment center. Art Deco lighting. Geometrically
patterned curtains with sheer center panels. He whistled.
Nice. Looks like they've found a use for some of that
money.
"What else is money for?" a familiar voice teased.
He looked at the top of the stairs. Obi-Wan was smiling at him,
jade eyes bright over high cheeks. He wore a blue velvet robe
sashed with gold rope. The spiky hair shimmered in the overhead
lighting.
Damn. He's prettier than my wife was. It's ridiculous.
"Hey, kid. Long time no see."
Sensuous lips pouted a little. "Too long. I began to wonder if
you'd ever consider our offer."
Gooch put down his overnight bag. "To tell the truth, I was
afraid of what I might be getting myself into."
Obi-Wan glided down the stairs, his well developed form molded
by the robe. "Oh?" the eyes picked up intensity.
Gooch felt prickly heat on his skin. He found himself staring.
"It's just that...you seem capeable of anything..."
The vampyre stopped just in front of him. Long red lashes
fanned low. "That is true. It is our wish to grant you
your wish."
Gooch found himself grinning nervously. "Besides, I don't wanna
corrupt anyone that may not be legal" he teased.
Obi-Wan laughed widely. "I assure you I'm well legal. And mine
is not the body of a child, as you will discover soon enough."
Gooch nodded, really noticing for the first time. Despite the
almost female beauty to the face, the lines were most
definitely masculine. The neck, shoulders and thighs definitely
indicated full blown manhood.
Or whatever he is. Gooch continued the thought. "Say,
where's Q?"
"He went to get some food and wine. He'll be back shortly."
Gooch realized he was treading lightly. "I...thought you didn't
eat food?"
Obi-Wan smiled slightly. "Sit, make yourself comfortable" he
indicated the huge sofa.
Gooch plopped down on the plush cushioning. "If I said anything
out of line..."
Obi-Wan sat next to him. "No. We can eat food, but
there's no point. Our bodies can't process it, and we get no
nourishment from it either."
"You, ah...drink?"
Another small smile. "Yes. Alcohol is acceptable to our
systems."
Gooch was annoyed. "You know what I mean!"
Obi-Wan yawned deliberately, exposing long fangs. "Why are you
shouting? You know what we require, Stephon. What is the
purpose of these questions?"
Being addressed by his true name caught him off guard. He
looked away. "I don't know. Nervous, I guess. What if...while
we're doing it you come after me for blood!"
Obi-Wan was truly irritated for the first time. His lips curled
back in a toothy snarl.
"Idiot. Were I only after a meal I would have taken it by
now. After everything we've been through, are you truly so
thick?"
Onyx eyes regarded him warily. "Maybe. You forget, I've seen
you lose control."
"Then why come? If you're that afraid leave now."
Staring into that face, Gooch was rooted to the spot. Obi-Wan
tipped his head aside.
"While you still can." hot lips touched the soft
throat.
Gooch closed his eyes, waiting for the pleasure.
"SSSSsssss!!!"
His eyes snapped open. He'd heard that sound before. Obi-Wan
had turned away, breaking the spell.
Qui-Gon stood in the center of the room, a tower of thunder.
Fangs bared at the scene before him. He cradled a grocery bag.
"HHrraugh!!" Obi-Wan responded defiantly. He pulled away from
Gooch.
Though he was a telepath, he couldn't glean anything from the
exchange between the two vampyres. They continued to growl at
one another.
/This one is mine!/
//He has not decided. You presume too much!//
/The decision was made when you burst in. He wouldn't leave!/
//Oh?//
Gooch had the distinct impression he was being fought over. Or
about.
"Hey!!" he shouted. They looked at him.
"I think...I should leave."
"No, you are our guest here" Qui-Gon was remarkably mild.
"Besides, I brought you some gourmet delights."
"Thanks, but-"
"At least eat. Then make your final decision."
He thought a moment. "Well, okay. And it was my decision
to come here in the first place."
They spent the next hour making small talk and catching up.
Gooch continued to talk at a mad pace.
"I tell you, this place looks great! You've done a helluva job
decorating..."
"You told us that three times already" Qui-Gon reminded him.
"Oh, uh, yeah. Nice shirt, Q. Is that silk?"
Qui-Gon looked at himself. "I think so. You like it that much?"
Gooch laughed nervously. "Yeah, it really shows your...it fits
well."
Qui-Gon smiled softly. "Gooch. Are you nervous?"
"Me? Hell no." he lied.
Obi-Wan watched him steadily, emerald eyes boring in. "We don't
judge you, Gooch. So what if you prefer males?"
Gooch stood abruptly. "You think you know everything about me?!
I was married to a beautiful lady once!!"
"You loved her" Qui-Gon supplied.
He ran fingers through jet-black hair. "Yeah, I was crazy about
her. Loved her in most every way..."
"But?" Obi-Wan prompted.
"She didn't...I could never tell her this...she couldn't
satisfy me, you know? I mean, I always felt this hole
inside..."
"Like a craving" Qui-Gon said.
Gooch flopped back down. "Funny, I hadn't thought about this in
years. Don't know why I'm blurting all this out all of a
sudden. I just didn't feel complete with her."
"You were curious? About men, I mean" Obi-Wan asked him.
"Yeah, since I was a teen. But where I came from you couldn't
admit it. Nobody knew, not even my parents. I got married to
appease my family."
"What happened then?" Qui-Gon was curious.
"I led a double life. Perfect husband by day, boy chaser at
night. Used to visit all the hangouts where I grew up,
including the ones that 'real men' never went to or talked
about. I started visiting this bordello regularly that
specialized in young boys. One of them caught my eye. His name
was Reydondo. Anyway, I started having feelings for the kid and
tried to get him out of the 'life'. We...got a little too close
after a year or so. My wife found out and left me. Reydondo
tried to kill himself when he thought he was the cause of it"
Gooch held his breath.
Obi-Wan gripped his shoulder. "You don't have to..."
Gooch shook his head sadly. "No, I need to. Gotta clean this up
in my own mind, you know? Anyway, the kid didn't die. He's a
survivor. Got back with his family five years ago."
The vampyres edged closer to their friend. "That's good news,
then" Qui-Gon told him. "Reydondo recovered his life."
Gooch grinned in memory. "Yeah, wish I could say the same. I
still miss him sometimes. We correspond off and on. I think
he's found someone."
Obi-Wan leaned in. "You were in love with him" it wasn't a
question.
Gooch nodded, staring at his hands. "So many years I had to
pretend. Even with the crew. Dooby's the only one who knows,
and he doesn't care."
Qui-Gon stroked his cheek. "Look at me" the deep voice rumbled.
Gooch could do little else. He felt his will melting away as he
gazed into bottomless sapphire eyes.
Qui-Gon held his chin. "Be your true self with us. Shall we
favor you this warm and wild night?"
Gooch let his eyes roam down the open shirt. It clung
temptingly to the powerful chest. Nipples gently straining
underneath...
He smiled slowly. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since
that night a while ago. Wondered what it would be like-"
Qui-Gon plunged into a kiss. //Say no more, Stephon. Let all
your fantasies come true this night.//
Gooch couldn't think. His brain blanked as the wicked tongue
claimed him. His mind fogged. As a telepath, he knew mental
invasion when he felt it. Panic seeped into his haze. He pulled
back suddenly, nearly bumping against Obi-Wan on the couch.
"Not that easy a mark, Q. You act like I'm some virgin
trembling on the vine. Not!" night eyes were defiant.
Qui-Gon thumbed the square jaw. "True. You can still leave, but
there is a price."
Gooch stared at him. "Price? What are you talking about?"
Sly smile. "A kiss. Then you may go if you want."
Gooch held the fine face. He traced the goatee. "Sure. Geez, Q.
That's an easy request. Wanted to know what you taste like
anyway-" he leaned into the warm mouth.
His skin prickled with heat. The lips were smoother than silk,
moist and sliding. Away from lips, along the jaw, the goatee
tickling as it brushed the side of his neck...
He vaguely thought he heard Obi-Wan say something about the
bedroom, but his mind no longer focused. A stab. Pain, then
stinging warmth and a glow that spread across his chest down to
his groin. The world faded away.
His cock stiffened, straining against his pants. He clutched
against the powerful body.
"Damn...bloodsucker...you tricked me" he swooned against the
sharp mouth. The room was spinning.
Inhuman laughter. "You aren't the only one with a fantasy,
sweet one" Obi-Wans' voice sounded distant.
Gooch felt strong arms lifting him, carrying him away like a
child. His body tingled, his blood burned. He was light headed.
"Where...we going?" he giggled, silly. "Carrying me over the
threshold?"
Obi-Wan followed them up the stairs, licking his lips in
anticipation.
Qui-Gon gave him a fanged smile in return. They would ravage
this night.
Qui-Gon effortlessly placed Gooch on their bed. It was huge.
Black and gold marbled headstand. Deep blue velvet sheets with
satin pillows in a kalidescope of colors. Crystal canisters of
scented oils on the night stands. Color tinted recessed
lighting. Soft, jazz style music piped through wall speakers.
More shag carpeting in deep red. A panoramic side window with a
full view of the moon.
"You boys...planning on starting your own cat house?" Gooch
laughed, looking around. "Looks classy, though" he added as an
afterthought.
Qui-Gon stood over him. The eyes were glowing. "Obi-Wan. I will
return shortly."
"Yes" another pair of eerie eyes greeted him. Qui-Gon glided
out.
"Where's he going, Obi? No party?"
"SSssssss. He is always on his game. And game is afoot, this
night."
Gooch attempted to sit up. "Wait a minute. You make me sound
like a prize!"
"You are" jade eyes sparked. "Our pleasure...shall be yours" he
reached down, opening his shirt.
Gooch tried to push against the strong hands. Useless. Obi-Wan
held him with ease on his forearm, stripping his shirt free
with the other hand. A pointed nail teased a nipple, then tore
free his pants.
Gooch gasped in wonder, feeling stimulated. "Your nails! How'd
they get so long all of a sudden-"
"Haarghh. Nice. I will taste you" Obi-Wan leaned forward,
pointed tongue slithering out.
"Now just an AAAHHH!!"
The snake tongue curled and coaxed around soft nipples and over
them. Gooch fell back on the bed. It felt so nice. The peaks
perked up as Obi-Wan lapped them rapidly. Gooch squirmed.
"Obi-please, wait I want to UGHH!"
Trails of heat laced across his chest, to his groin. The
rasping roughness was ticklish and exciting. His cock began to
lift.
Emerald eyes were on him as the tongue moved downward.
/Watch me./
He could do little else. The handsome face was flush with lust.
Staring as Obi-Wan tilted his head to the side, wrapping the
snake tongue around his balls, squeezing them tight.
He panted. "How can you...ghods!!" his hips yanked. He clutched
the spiky head, running his fingers through shimmering hair.
Obi-Wan withdrew then. Hot lips plunged on the head of Goochs'
cock, pulling hard. Let go.
"Like that?" silk lips breathed against the shaft. "Got more"
the tongue whipped out again, wrapping around his cocks' head.
Squeezing tighter and harder...jade eyes partially closed as
the fine mouth deep throated him.
The sight drove Gooch crazy. That tongue, that face...he fired
out.
Obi-Wan pumped him, opening wide and catching the cream stream
on his tongue.
Swearing, Gooch continued to come, body out of control as he
bounced mindlessly. Strong arms held his thighs down as Obi-Wan
caught the cock tip in his teeth. More cream ran down his chin
as Gooch finally finished.
He lay gasping, blinking tears from his eyes. "Ghods, never
came like that before..."
Obi-Wan licked the residue from his chin. He sat back, purring.
"You will again" he said darkly. The green eyes were wild.
Shakily, Gooch sat up. "You're...something else, kid. But let
me do you now" he reached into the front of the vampyre's robe.
Startled at the reaction, he whipped his head around. And was
struck.
Qui-Gon stood just behind him at the edge of the bed. In all of
his heart stopping glory. Lightly bronzed skin. The thickly
muscled thighs in counterpoint to the broad chest, tapered
waist, wide shoulders and muscled arms. The impossible hair
raining down in a loose tumble, shining in the colored
lighting. And hung like a damned...
Not that Gooch had forgotten. He gulped. "Hey, Q. Ever thought
of posing for magazines or something? Or a statue?" he laughed.
Sapphire eyes burned with lust. Slow toothy smile. "Why, Gooch.
Still nervous after all that bouncing?"
"Who, me?" he deliberately lay back on the bed again, nearly
leaning into Obi-Wans' lap. "Besides, I've been told I'm not
bad."
Qui-Gon slid down next to them on the bed, a slow and
langourous motion. "You are most handsome, I think. Your dark
features are most appealing."
He patted his stomach. "Guts' a little soft, though."
Obi-Wan covered the hand with his own. "That's okay. I like
your...soft spots" another strange smile. "I will touch all of
them this night."
"Don't I have a say in that?" black eyes flashed defiance.
"Don't get me wrong. You give fantastic head, but..."
"Your choice was made when you returned to us, whether
you admit it or not" Qui-Gon warned him. You will
not leave until we are done with you, and you have your hearts'
desire."
Obi-Wan laughed, a shrill inhuman sound. "Or whichever
comes first!!"
Sith. I should've known better. Gooch, you ass. he
bolted for the door.
The vampyres laughed as he vainly attempted to pull it open.
"Where are you going? Do you plan to run naked through
the streets!"
He looked down at himself. "Damn!"
Qui-Gon motioned to him from the bed. "Come."
Gooch felt his body lurch on its' own. "Devil!"
He puppet walked toward the bed. Qui-Gon reached out for him
abruptly. He fell into the powerful arms.
The fine face smiled softly. "So, Gooch. Thinking of running
out on your friends?"
Gooch inhaled musk and cinnamon as they brushed against him.
Obi-Wan edged off the bed, making a gesture. He held something
in his hands.
"Oh, I get it. Kink, huh? Well, I've done it before."
He was lifted to his feet and led to a corner of the room. A
silk cord hung overhead. Obi-Wan raised his arms above his
head, binding the cuffs with the cord. Gooch stood there,
helpless.
Obi-Wan eyed him roughly. A red tongue curled out. "Very nice,
Stephon. You make a delightful treat" he kissed him before he
could respond.
Gooch had a snappy comeback but the kiss crushed it. Qui-Gon
stepped behind his son, pulling off his robe. Obi-Wan wouldn't
release the kiss. Gooch tried to touch their minds while he
could still focus.
/Obi...kid, I can't breathe./
/Good./
/But.../
/Silence. No thinking. No talking./
/Q!! Help me out here! Don't you want me to do anything?/
//Do nothing. Stand there and enjoy it. You have no choice.//
Their minds slammed shut to further probing. Qui-Gon went for a
crystal bottle of scented oil on the nightstand. He poured a
generous amount on Obi-Wans' back. Gooch was also well drenched
as Qui-Gon covered his shoulders and backside with the
glistening liquid.
Obi-Wan meanwhile still held Gooch impossibly tight, shoving
tongue down his throat. More dots of light danced across his
vision as it dimmed. He vaguely felt warmer than human hands
roam on his body.
Qui-Gon was stroking and massaging them both, working the oil
over smooth skin. He walked around them, showering kisses on
the necks and shoulders. Strong hands slapped oil covered
asses. Harder.
Gooch felt his body stiffening under the assault. Obi-Wan
released his mouth, crying out and arching back. He opened his
eyes and nearly came at the sight. Qui-Gon held his son from
behind, pounding him even as Obi-Wan still held Gooch in
his arms.
Gooch moaned, his hips grinding against the muscled body. Two
velvet cock heads stroked and rubbed between oil slicked bodies
as Qui-Gon continued his assault on Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan bit down
on his neck again, growling low. The sharp mouth felt good.
Heat raced to his aching groin. His nipples strained and
throbbed. He wanted them in him, on him. He didn't care. He
cried out.
As if hearing the thought, Qui-Gon withdrew, moving behind
Gooch and dropping to his knees. Obi-Wan dropped low in front.
Gooch closed his eyes, rasping. His voice wouldn't come.
Witches. They've stolen my speech was all he could
think.
"AAAhhh!!!"
Fingers shot up his ass suddenly, pumping and twisting. In
front, a hot mouth closed on his balls, suckling them and
biting down. Fangs dragged across his oiled cheeks, nipping as
another big hand slapped the backs of his thighs.
The double assault took its' toll. Gooch arched and clenched,
hot with sweat and oil. His hips rolled wildly as his head fell
back. Obi-Wan continued to bite his navel and balls before lap
sucking his cock. Qui-Gon continued to thrust fingers up the
crack, pushing as he fiercely slapped and licked the reddened
buttocks.
Gooch was about to blow. Everything hurt and felt good at the
same time.
//Come for us, lover.//
Gooch grimaced, hissing in his teeth. Qui-Gon snatched his hand
out...
...sending him over the edge. With a ragged scream he fired
out. The vampyres dropped on all fours in front of him as he
shot on their faces, the rug and his feet.
/Watch./
Dazedly he stared down, gasping for air. They slithered down,
holding him with hot eyes. Slowly licking his feet clean. Then
the carpet. Snake tongues running up his thighs as they eyed
him.
///Got milk?///
Cum still covered their faces. Gooch couldn't take it. He fired
again, covering them even more.
They kissed and licked each other, sweeping up cream with their
tongues.
Gooch passed out on his feet watching them.
He awoke to the scent of heavy maleness and musk. Sprawled on
the luxurious bed, they were both wrapped around him.
What the? Did they do something else while I was out?
Inhuman eyes snapped open. "Finally awake. We waited for you"
Qui-Gon rumbled in his ear.
Gooch was able to speak again. "I..." he squeezed up to a
sitting position. "What...how'd we get over here?"
Emerald eyes fixed on him, unnaturally bright. "You passed out.
We untied you and brought you over here" he grinned slyly.
"Listen, guys" Gooch was shaky. "This has been fantastic, but I
should leave now..." he was sore and achy, and his balls were
spent.
Qui-Gon held his face. "More lies, Stephon. You need to be set
free. After you let yourself go, you may leave."
Gooch pushed his hand away. "Let me clue you, okay? Nobody
forces themselves on me. Nobody owns me! Like I said, it's the
best damn sex I've ever had, but -"
"Ssssssss. You forget, we have not been satisfied"
Obi-Wan reminded him in his ear. You want it, coming and
going..."
"Damned freak!!" Gooch told him. He attempted to wiggle from
between them.
Mocking, eerie laughter. "And you love it!! But don't feel
neglected. We've got something for you!" he rubbed his cock
against Goochs' thigh.
Gooch felt his body respond, impossibly. "No. You've done
something to me..."
Qui-Gon stroked his back. "Like what, sweet one? We only wish
to burn away your emotional poison from the past so you can
live again."
"Did I ask to be cleansed? Excuse me if you don't seem like the
holy type."
"Screw it, then" Qui-Gon rasped roughly. "We'll settle for
banging you senseless!"
"Like Sith!!" Gooch made a doomed attempt at escape again.
Qui-Gon pulled him into a powerful embrace before he could get
out from between them. Obi-Wan sat back, stroking himself. An
impressive golden cock swayed over the bed.
"Sssssssss. Hurry, father."
Qui-Gon stared into Goochs' eyes with burning heat. He kissed
him hungrily. The hot tongue demanded submission.
Gooch felt his resistance melting away. He wanted it. Wanted
them. His arms reached tightly around the vampyre as he
returned the kiss.
"Yes, Qui-Gon" he breathed against the hot lips. "Yes...."
>From behind, Obi-Wan spread him wide. Leaning in, he
tongued the warm opening.
"AAck!" Gooch twisted in pleasure. The slithering tongue
plunged inside. Underneath him Qui-Gon rocked his hips,
grinding their cocks together. Long nails teased his hot flesh.
"Changed your mind again, lover?" the deep voice taunted him.
Once again, Gooch couldn't speak. And his body felt too good
again. They must be doing this...
Not that he cared. Anything, to keep the feeling. The tongue
withdrew from his ass. Obi-Wan reached underneath, pulling out
Qui-Gons' thick cock, stroking it. He pushed the head inside
Gooch.
"Guhhhh!" Gooch arched at the large intrusion. Obi-Wan thumbed
the opening, stretching it further to accomodate. Gooch bucked
up. It hurt good. Obi-Wan grabbed the cheeks, guiding him down
over Qui-Gon, who groaned in delight.
"Yesssssssssss" the handsome face was pinched in pleasure, long
mane splayed everywhere.
"Good and tight..." he cupped Goochs' buttocks, squeezing them.
Gooch moaned, collapsing against him.
Tongue lolled out, sapphire eyes lit with lust. "Come,
Obi..."
Obi-Wan straddled from above, snarling in delight. He pushed
his cocks' head in the already plugged opening.
Gooch shrieked, white pain shooting up his back. Jerking, his
eyes teared up.
"Ghods!! Hurts!! I can't..."
Qui-Gon stuffed his protest with another deep kiss. Obi-Wan
pushed in further, stretching Gooch to the limit.
Gooch couldn't lay still. Pain radiated from his ass up his
back. He wiggled and squirmed, squashed between the two
vampyres, plunged by two big cocks at once. His own draining
cock was pressed between sliding bellies.
Obi-Wan slid in to the hilt. The two vampyres kissed over
Goochs' shoulder. He whimpered.
"Hurts...please!!" gritted teeth.
//Shh.// Qui-Gon wiggled.
/Shh./ Obi-Wan wiggled.
"Aaah."
Pain turned to warmth. It spread from his groin to his chest
and stomach, radiating up his back. His skin tingled. Gooch
began to sweat. He was full, whole.
Feels so wonderful...
His balls were bursting, his cock on fire. Above him Obi-Wan
thrust, pounding his quivering cheeks. Underneath Qui-Gon cat
howled, thrashing and lifting them all off the bed, bouncing
wildly. Gooch wondered if he split down the middle.
Popping sweat and slapping wet flesh. The three rocked higher
and higher...
Gooch felt wide open. Free. He wanted everything and nothing.
It was enough.
He felt his heart stop. White noise filled his brain as orgasm
ripped through him, his body wracking out of control. Dimly he
heard his own screams and animal howls. A flood of thick heat
spread over them all as he sank into darkness...
Gooch awoke refreshed. The vampyres were nowhere to be seen.
Where is everyone? After the night we had...
He looked down at himself. He was wearing a plush red robe. His
hair and skin smelled faintly of soap.
He smiled. "Well, they certainly are considerate lovers."
He stood, stretched. Strange. He wasn't even sore. He slid his
feet into a pair of waiting slippers.
Nice. But where are they?
He went into the hallway, hearing movement downstairs.
Guess they didn't want to disturb me.
He went down to them, smiling. "Hey! Weren't you gonna wake me
up?"
They were stretched on the huge couch, watching a movie.
Turning and smiling at his voice.
Obi-Wan bounded over to him, hugging him warmly.
"We began to think you'd never come around" he pecked a kiss.
"Come on, join us."
Gooch took his hand. Obi-Wan led him to the couch. Qui-Gon
smiled, eyes sparkling as Gooch sat between them.
He settled in. The couch was plush and soft. He grinned.
"What. Why are you looking at me like that!"
The vampyres leaned in, nuzzling him and purring. Gooch was
delighted.
"Good grief" he laughed. "You sound like a couple of cats. I
didn't know my waking up would make you this happy!"
"It does, Stephon" Qui-Gon rumbled in his ear. "How do you
feel?"
Gooch sat back, amazed. He thought a moment.
"It's incredible...you won't believe this, but I feel like a
new man. Really. Like years of mental garbage are swept away"
he whistled. "Man. Great sex never did that to me before."
Obi-Wan eyed him brightly. "The sex was just a release, Gooch.
We healed you."
"You did? How!"
Green eyes fixed on him. He felt a glow. "You were still in
pain from the past. We touched your heart so that you could
resolve the pain better. Once that happened, you were able to
release it."
Gooch turned to Qui-Gon. "Is...this true? I'm really past it
now?"
Cerulean eyes were bottomless on him. "Test your feelings and
see. Does it still hurt to think of your wife or Reydondo?"
He sat still a moment while they watched him. The past turned
over in his mind. But there was no pain anymore, only
acceptance and good memories. And a willingness to move on.
Gooch touched Qui-Gons' face. "I...don't know how to thank you"
he turned to Obi-Wan. "Both of you. I'd gotten so used to the
pain, I just pushed it aside and accepted it as life."
"Pain is something to be overcome" Qui-Gon told him. "Defeating
it makes you stronger. Accepting it destroys you."
Obi-Wan slipped an arm around Gooch. "And it was eating away at
you over a period of time. We sensed that and other things."
"What other things?" Gooch was curious.
"You reacted to us more strongly than the others...as if you
were disappointed in our behavior. Or as if we had let you
down."
"I was afraid, Obi-Wan! Who wouldn't be, seeing what you can
do. I don't even know what you are."
"We're your friends" Obi-Wan shook him. "In the end, that's all
that matters. Get it through your thick head!"
Gooch looked down. "Guess...this is all new to me. It's just
that...sometimes I could swear you're evil" he looked up
quickly. "No offense, if that makes any sense-"
Qui-Gon sighed. "We understand, Stephon. I can't deny there is
a part of us that is undeniably dark. But we aren't victims to
it."
Gooch took up a hand from each of them. "Yet, I've seen you do
other things with your powers too. Good things. You seem to be
pretty complicated."
Qui-Gon kissed his hand. "We are all bound by compulsions and
instincts. But there must always be more to be complete."
Gooch did smile then. "That's how I feel now. Complete. Thanks
to you."
"The evil us or the good us" Obi-Wan teased.
Black eyes shone. "Both. You still didn't answer my original
question."
"What question?"
"Why didn't you wake me up. Geez, I musta slept ten hours."
"Three days" Qui-Gon supplied, smirking.
"Three...quit gullin' me, Q!"
He pointed. "See for yourself."
Gooch stared at the chronometer. He couldn't believe it.
"But I...I mean. Why??" He stared at his friends, shrugging.
"You were depleted" Obi-Wan told him. "Your mind and body
needed time to recover."
"Thanks for cleaning me up" he frowned, thinking. "Wait a
minute. I know we were down on it, but I never needed three
days to recover from doing the wild thing."
The vampyres were mischevious. "Hee hee" Qui-Gon snickered at
him. "Be glad it wasn't a week. Had we not held back..."
"...You'd still be upstairs!" Obi-Wan gave a toothy grin. "And
we might have to pay you a few visits in your sleep..."
Qui-Gon again. "...of course that would set you back even
further. Then we'd have to heal you a second time..."
Obi-Wan. "And it would go on and on!"
They cackled with inhuman laughter. Gooch rolled his eyes.
"Brother, you guys oughta go on at the Improv on Trisus
6."
They grinned at him with gleaming fangs. "Sorry" Qui-Gon told
him.
Gooch leaned back into the plush cushions. "Damn, you two are
the best I ever had" his eyes were lidded. "Never came so hard
in my entire life."
Qui-Gon looked him over slowly. "If you would like-" he slipped
a hot hand inside Goochs' robe.
Gooch gasped, removing the hand. "No thanks. Ghods, I don't
think I could survive another go around with you two."
The vampyres cuddled in around him.
"You could stay with us" Obi-Wan was intense.
Gooch ruffled the spiky hair. "Not a good idea, kid. Remember,
I receive impressions too, of beings and reality. We'll always
be friends. I know I can trust you with my life. But I
can't trust you with my soul."
They were quiet a moment, then gave him knowing smiles.
"You are very wise" Qui-Gon told him.
"Let us know when you get home."
Gooch stood at the door, overnight bag slung over his shoulder.
"I will. Gotta go see how Whizzer is doin'. Crazy fool got in
another bar fight and ended up with a fractured skull. Again."
"What happened?" Obi-Wan wanted to know.
Gooch shook his head. "Someone hit him over the head with a
table."
"We need to visit him" Qui-Gon winced.
"Yeah, you'd better. Dink and Dooby are gonna pick me up at the
bus tram depot."
"Let us know what the visiting hours are. We'll be there."
"You got it." Silence stretched.
They went over to him. "Something wrong?" Qui-Gon asked.
Black eyes blazed with life. "No. Just wanted to say this" he
kissed him softly.
"And this" he turned to Obi-Wan, repeating the gesture.
"Anytime" Qui-Gon breathed. "Now get going!"
"You got it" he gave them the thumbs up, heading down the
walkway.
They watched him retreat in the doorway.
"He is truly ours, father. I look forward to his return."
"As do I. The others as well, as they have been touched. We
will never be alone."
Obi-Wan slid into his arms. Emerald eyes were brilliant over
flushed cheeks. "I am never alone."
They touched noses. Qui-Gon closed his eyes. "You are part of
me, Obi. No one else. Never forget that."
Obi-Wan slid silky lips against the regal features. "I can't.
Warm me, father. I'm cold."
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