Master Apprentice  Archive The Master's Musings - 2002-05-26 -
MMoM Day 26 |
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Archive: MA, any others just ask, I probably won't say no
My Home Page: http://www.jediphiles.com/~mali
Category: PWP
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: None
Pairing: Q/O
Summary: A series of short snippets, all from Qui-Gon's POV, focusing on his love for Obi-Wan, and their relationship.
Disclaimer: These beautiful boys aren't mine, they belong to George. I'm just playing with them for a bit. I promise to put them back when I'm done. Don't sue - I've got no money. I've spent it all on seeing TPM way too many times and buying SW toys and feeding my Liam obsession.
Feedback: Oh yes, please. Good, bad or indifferent.
This one hasn't been betad, you've been warned.
"Do you feel like taking a nap with me?" Obi-Wan asked from the doorway.
I looked up from the book I was reading and smiled at Obi-Wan. "I'm not sleepy, but I'll be happy to join you for a bit."
"I'd like that," Obi-Wan said. And with a soft smile, he turned and headed down the hallway.
After returning the book to its place on the shelf, I followed him to our bedroom. He'd been quite most of the morning, and I knew something was on his mind. Hopefully, Obi-Wan's invitation for me to take a nap with him was his way of telling me he was ready to talk about it. Obi-Wan was already on the bed when I entered the room. He was on his side, facing away from me. I removed my tunic, and wearing just an old pair of leggings, I slipped in beside him.
"Are you feeling well, Obi-Wan?" I asked as I pulled him close to me.
"Just a little tired, I guess," Obi-Wan said, as he snuggled back into my arms. A moment later we were comfortable, with me wrapped around him from behind.
"Physically tired, love? Or is there something else?"
He sighed softly, and I could feel him sorting out his thoughts before answering. I was content to wait, and he knew that. He would talk when he was ready.
"It's nothing, really, Master," he finally said. "Nothing that you aren't feeling as well, I'm sure."
"Regardless, I still would like to hear about it," I said, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.
"I'm bored, Qui-Gon. I know we just have a few days left and I'm sorry for whining like this."
"No, no, Obi-Wan," I assured him. "Your feelings are perfectly understandable. And yes, I too am feeling rather . . . confined."
"Confined," he chuckled softly. "Yes, that's an appropriate word. I'm tired of staying indoors, among other things."
"Among other things?"
He sighed again. "I don't want to masturbate anymore," he said, his voice filled with frustration. And then he laughed sadly. "I suppose you never thought you'd hear me saying that, did you?"
"Obi-Wan . . . " I began, but he cut me off.
"I can't remember what your hands feel like on my cock. I can't remember what it feels like when you are deep inside of me. Sith take it, Qui-Gon, I miss making love with you."
"I know, my Obi-Wan. I know," I said, trying to soothe him. "And you are correct, even though we've but a few days left, it doesn't change the fact that today, right now, we cannot do anything more than what we've been doing. And that is frustrating."
"We are supposed to be Jedi," he continued to grouse. "Supposed to be able to maintain a level of serenity that is far beyond my capabilities at this moment."
"Obi-Wan," I whispered, kissing him again. "We are Jedi, yes, but first and foremost, we are human, with human needs, human emotions, human feelings and human failings. When the situation requires it, you will be the consummate Jedi that you always are, of that I am certain. But right now, there is nothing wrong with sharing your true feelings with me. Do you truly believe I'll think less of you for doing so?"
He was silent for a while, and I just held him close, allowing him to find his way. When he did finally speak, I could hear far less frustration and anger in his voice than I had earlier. "No, Qui-Gon, I really don't believe that."
"I love you, my Obi-Wan," I whispered in his ear. "And if you will meditate with me for a bit, I have a feeling you'll soon be remembering all of those things you believed you'd forgotten."
He turned his head, seeking out my lips with his own, and I leaned over and kissed him, allowing all of my love and respect for him to flow through our bond. Afterwards, I guided him down in a shared meditation, our focus being on our relationship as lovers. We masturbated while we meditated, with the Force flowing around and through us, joining our souls even closer.
And it was good.
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