Thanks to Kathye for test-driving this little ficlet.
The air in practice room thirty-one sizzled with the hiss of
clashing lightsabres, as Obi-Wan blocked a series of strokes
and tried to regain the offensive. Seeing an opening, he leapt
over his master's head, striking out on his way down, but
Qui-Gon was ready. Obi-Wan was caught off-guard when the older
man managed to increase the speed of his attack, and in a
matter of moments he stood, frozen, the green sabre buzzing an
inch away from his neck.
As the lightsabres were powered down, Obi-Wan sank to his knees
and bowed his head, acknowledging the superiour warrior. He
waited for the critique of his performance, but none came.
Instead, a hand caressed his face softly, lifting his chin so
that Obi-Wan could see his master kneeling before him. The
energy that had been building during the workout was swiftly
transmuted as Qui-Gon's mouth claimed Obi-Wan's, his hands
unfastening the padawan's tunic, hungry for the sweat-slick
flesh beneath.
The actions of both men became more urgent, and it seemed a
mere matter of moments before Obi-Wan was on his knees and
elbows, rocking back into each thrust...
...Across the Temple, two figures stood before the security
monitor which faithfully recorded the goings on in each of the
practice rooms.
"It's official, then?" said Mace Windu, turning to face his
smaller companion.
"Bring this to the Council, we should."
Mace glanced back at the monitor, "Are you sure? What about
room seventeen?"
"Did it there two days ago, they did," Yoda replied smugly.
"Ah," Mace nodded. Producing a datapad, he keyed in the two
numbers. "You're right, they've hit all of them. This wasn't
your week, was it?"
The ancient Jedi Master shook his head and sighed. "Unforeseen
was the delay in their returning from Imraa. Yarael's week it
is."
"Well, I suppose he was likely to win eventually," Mace
shrugged. "I thought it would take them another week, at
least."
Yoda shot a sly glance at the larger man, "Broken your record,
they have."
Mace looked shocked for a moment, then laughed and raised his
hands, conceding defeat. "Ah, but those were the days," he
said, following Yoda out of the surveillance room.
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