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Kalerrin had been settled by a group of people who had gotten
hopelessly lost in a hyperspace accident. Trying to land on the
planet they had chosen to colonize they were suddenly attacked
by alien ships. Their hyperdrive damaged, they limped to a
nearby moon on impulse engines to hide and repair their ship.
After the repairs they re-engaged the hyperdrive and plotted a
course for home. The ship lurched once during hyperspace, and
when they came out they saw a planet that resembled their home.
The ship and settlers were safe, but they had landed in a place
that was no where near where they had been headed nor near
their home planet - Earth.
They'd brought many animals with them including horses, cats,
dogs, and sheep. They settled down and created a new world,
using what it offered and adapting the things they'd brought.
Now, three hundred years later, it was home to them.
As the shuttle touched down gently, Obi-Wan let out a small
sigh releasing some of his tension into the force. This last
mission had been particularly trying. The kidnapping of
Taberthia's king had called upon all his skills. It hadn't
helped that the council sent Qui-Gon to assist. He knew that
the council had complete faith in him; it was just the Queen
had requested Qui-Gon's aid personally.
Though finding and rescuing the king had been difficult, it had
been Qui-Gon himself that made it harder. Or rather, Obi-Wan's
reaction to his presence. Obi-Wan sighed again as he let his
emotions fill him and then released them. Frustration was the
greatest. Fear was there also. He understood them both. He
loved Qui-Gon with all of his being.
During his years as Qui-Gon's apprentice his love had grown. It
had grown from awe and gratitude. After several missions with
his master the awe was gone and the gratitude had faded. It
stayed as just a deep caring for some time. There had been the
flush of infatuation in his adolescence, but that had past
quickly. It wasn't until a few years ago that he noticed the
subtle change into something deeper. At that point Obi-Wan
spent several days in perfecting his shielding over that part
of him. It had not been out of shame, but out of fear. Fear of
rejection. Not only for his feelings and the fear they may not
be returned, but also the fear he would lose his master.
Qui-Gon was a hard man to read. At times he caught a flash of
"something" from Qui-Gon, but it had always been so fleeting he
could never figure out what it was.
Obi-Wan glanced out the shuttle window and saw Sarina hurrying
out of the Port office to meet him.
~'Rina's wedding is a perfect opportunity to relax,~ Obi-Wan
thought with a small smile. ~ It certainly won't be boring,
knowing 'Rina.~ Though as Sarina was an Empath, he knew he
needed to tighten his shields. They wouldn't keep everything
out because her empathic abilities didn't come from the Force,
but they would blunt them. Hopefully, with all the wedding and
reception details that she needed to tend to she wouldn't
notice his emotional tension.
When Obi-Wan walked off the shuttle ramp, Sarina swept him into
a hug. "I'm so glad you're here, Obi."
"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Obi-Wan replied giving her a
quick kiss.
"Here, here. None of that. She belongs to me." The voice came
from behind 'Rina.
Obi-Wan looked up to see 'Rina's fiancé, Tyberus,
walking towards them with a wide smile. Obi-Wan reached out his
hand with an answering smile of his own.
"Congratulations, Ty," he said as they clasped hands. "I'm glad
we're going to be family."
"So am I." Tyberus replied then turned to kiss his bride-to be.
Obi-Wan waited patiently for the kiss to end. Finally, they
remembered he was there and turned back to him. 'Rina's cheeks
flushed.
"Sorry, Obi," she said unrepentantly.
"No problem. I enjoy watching people in love."
"Well, I'll leave 'Rina to show you to your room," Tyberus
said. Then with a quick kiss to 'Rina he turned and was gone.
After a short trip to 'Rina's house in a land hopper, she led
Obi-Wan to his room and showed him in. Obi-Wan walked into the
bedroom and dropped his bag. He turned to see 'Rina leaning on
the doorjamb with her feet crossed. He took in her
shoulder-length curly brown hair; brown sparking eyes and
heart-shaped face. She was dressed in her usual home attire of
blue jeans, red T-shirt and brown boots. Obi-Wan thought she
looked beautiful.
"It's a good thing you're my cousin or I'd give Tyberus some
competition," he said. "You look beautiful, as always."
"Hmph. As if your heart isn't full of another. Well?" she asked
with an upraised eyebrow.
"Well, what?"
"Don't give me that. You know what I'm asking. Have you told
Qui-Gon yet that you love him?" Not asking would have raised
suspicions.
"No," he replied with a sigh and turned to look out the window
at the corral full of horses below.
"And why not? Because you need it dragged out of you?" She
asked giving him a sweet and mischievous smile that promised
that she knew something he didn't.
"You know why not."
"Bullshit!"
"What's a bull?" Obi-Wan asked, trying to change the subject
from one he didn't want to think or talk about.
"Fine. I'll stop. How 'bout a ride before bed?"
"I'd love one."
Qui-Gon reviewed all he knew about Obi-Wan's cousin's
homeworld. He was looking forward to the wedding party, and
what he hoped would occur afterwards. The wedding had already
taken place and he was arriving in time for the reception. More
of a party really. He liked Sarina's idea of what a wedding
should be, and he liked her, though there was a time he wasn't
so sure.
-Six months earlier-
He had been meditating in the Temple gardens about his
feelings for his apprentice. He knew he loved Obi-Wan. Knew for
some time now. And he was pretty sure Obi-Wan felt the same,
but that boy had some strong shields.
~Man. Obi-Wan is a man now. ~ He mentally corrected himself.
~Though how I could forget that is beyond me. ~
With that his inner vision was filled with images of Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan with sweat glistening his skin as he did his katas.
Obi-Wan moving around their shared quarters. Meditating.
Walking out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around him
and his hair wet.
At that last thought he mentally shook himself and tramped down
his arousal. That's when she ambushed him. There was no other
word for it.
"Master Jinn? May I speak with you?" A soft voice called.
Qui-Gon looked up and saw the young Jedi healer. For a moment
he was disorientated because of his musings of Obi-Wan. Then
the memory clicked into place; Obi-Wan's cousin, Sarina.
"Yes, Sarina. How may I be of service?"
"You can tell me when you're going to put Obi-Wan out of
misery."
"What?!" Qui-Gon was startled.
"You do love him, don't you?"
Qui-Gon was still startled enough to answer without evasions.
"Yes."
"I was pretty sure. And then while I was looking for you I felt
your love and desire for him."
Belatedly Qui-Gon remembered that Obi-Wan's cousin was an
empath. And that she specialized in helping with emotional and
spiritual problems. He gathered the Force about him so he could
regain the calm he was always noted for.
"It is not yet time," he answered.
"And when will be the right time? Obi-Wan is being stretched
thin with hiding his feelings from you and repressing them in
himself. It isn't healthy." She said with faint accusation in
the steady gaze directed at him.
"After he is Knighted. Which should be in about four to six
months."
"Good," Sarina said softly and relaxed.
Qui-Gon realized that not all her tension was from her concern
for Obi-Wan. Some of it was because she had gathered all her
courage to confront the "Great Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn". He
tried to hide his amusement at that and failed.
"It isn't funny. You can be intimidating at times, you know.
May I?" She asked indicating the empty bench beside him.
"Please," Qui-Gon said as he moved over a little.
"Hmm. You know, I might have the perfect opportunity for you."
"What is it?"
"As you know I'm getting married in six months. I'm having a
small traditional wedding with a few family and friends, but
afterwards…"
"Yes?"
"Can you two-step?"
-Present-
With the memory of that encounter fresh in his mind Qui-Gon
slowly walked down the ramp of the transport that had brought
him to meet his destiny. At the end of the walkway stood a
well-built young man with brown hair and eyes. He was dressed
in black tux, white shirt, and string tie.
"Master Jinn?" he inquired.
"Yes. You must be Tyberus."
Both men shook hands while taking the measure of the other.
They liked what they saw.
"Let me show you where you'll be staying so you can change,"
Tyberus said with one hand gesturing to the land hopper. " You
did bring the clothes that 'Rina gave you?"
"Of course."
After settling into the land hopper Qui-Gon turned to Tyberus,
"So, how was the wedding?"
"It was great. The party should be starting in about an hour
and a half."
"And Obi-Wan?"
"He's here and not expecting a thing."
Qui-Gon leaned back into the seat with a small smile on his
face. His anticipation was growing, but he carefully shielded
so he wouldn't tip off his love that he was here.
Obi-Wan walked into the wedding reception a little more than
fashionably late. After the ceremony he had taken a ride to
clear his head and heart. Sitting by the riverside, he had
allowed his feelings to flow out of him like the water flowed
downstream. Releasing his need, want, desire, and frustration
left him with a calm peace. He was finally in a place where he
could celebrate 'Rina and Ty's wedding without melancholy
overtaking him.
As Obi-Wan looked around the old barn that had been converted
into the community gathering house he was reminded again of the
Planet's country and western roots. Tables were set up around
the outside walls and above in the loft. The center was cleared
to allow for dancing. Across from him on the other side of the
building the band had set up on the small stage. There was a
bar just to the right of him.
~Well. It looks as if 'Rina got the party she wanted instead of
the "stuffy reception".~ Obi-Wan thought with a smile. ~Leave
it to 'Rina to do something different. Then again, considering
the women in her family it really shouldn't be all that
surprising.~
Just then Sarina's sister, Tarika, jumped up on the stage.
Obi-Wan's smile widened as he anticipated what was to come
next.
Sarina and Tarika, their mother and grandmother and so on
before them, had the hobby of listening to the music that the
founders had brought with them. The first generation had
carefully preserved the music with the most current recording
methods available. Each generation after did the same. Now,
Tarika was bringing them back to life. She sang them. With the
ones she couldn't perform or didn't want to she released them
to other bands so they could. They were suddenly the most
popular music to hit the planet. Obi-Wan knew which one she was
going to sing now and couldn't hide the grin on his face on he
walked up to Tyberus.
"It's too late for you to back out now," Obi-Wan said with a
slap on his back.
Tyberus had changed into black jeans, but kept his white shirt
and tux jacket. He wore a black cowboy hat now too, that was a
match for Obi-Wan's. Tyberus took in Obi-Wan's outfit of black
jeans, boots, and blue-green shirt that matched his ever
changing eyes.
"Looking good out of them Jedi robes," Tyberus said with an
answering smile. "What are you talking about? Why would I back
out now?"
"You'll see." Obi-Wan laughed as a group of women surrounded
them and pulled Tyberus to the center of the dance floor where
Sarina was waiting for him. She had changed out of her gown
into bleached blue jeans, white silk shirt, boots, and cowboy
hat.
As the other women formed a circle around them Tarika broke
into song. Obi-Wan just watched with a grin as Sarina danced
around a befuddled Tyberus, while she sang along with her
sister.
This is what a woman wants
`Any man of mine better be proud of me,
Even when I'm ugly he still better love me,
And I can be late for a date that's fine,
But he'd better be on time.
Any man of mine say it fits just right,
When last years dress is just a little too tight,
And anything I do or say better be OK,
When I have a bad hair day.
Tucked into a corner on the loft, Qui-Gon smiled as Sarina
started dancing around Tyberus, then turned his attention back
to where it had been held since the moment his former Padawan
walked in. Using the trick he'd recently learned from Yoda, he
carefully masked his presence from Obi-Wan's senses. Qui-Gon
chuckled to himself when he thought of Obi-Wan's belief that
Qui-Gon already knew all the Jedi tricks. But, it seem that the
small 800 year old Jedi master still had a few up his sleeve.
It was almost time; the song was coming to a close. Sarina had
told him that after this there would be two slow songs. The
first she would dance with her new husband, the second with
Obi-Wan. That was when Qui-Gon was to make his move. Qui-Gon
looked down at the clothes that Sarina had given him a month
ago when the lessons started.
It had taken a while but he had gotten used to the brown cowboy
boots and blue jeans. The jeans were tighter than he was used
to, but he came to like the feeling. Except when he thought of
Obi-Wan, then they became a little too tight. He really liked
the blue shirt. The hat he still wasn't sure about. As the
second song ended and the one Sarina would dance with Obi-Wan
began, Qui-Gon put the hat on his head and started down the
stairs. As it settled on his hair he was glad that he'd decided
to braid it.
The plan was to meet at the edge of the dance floor nearest the
stairs. Qui-Gon smiled at Tyberus as he joined him there.
"They're coming around now," Tyberus said with a nod to the
left.
Qui-Gon looked over to see Obi-Wan coming towards him with
Sarina in his arms. He'd just laughed at something that Sarina
said and Qui-Gon's heart leaped to see him so happy.
Obi-Wan was so focused on Sarina that he didn't notice anyone
on the sidelines. He'd just finished laughing when he heard a
deep voice ask…
"May I?"
Obi-Wan froze then looked behind him.
"M-Master?" Obi-Wan stuttered, but recovered quickly. "Of
course, Master Qui-Gon."
Obi-Wan stepped aside with a slight bow so Qui-Gon could dance
with the bride. All the while he was wondering why Qui-Gon was
here and why he hadn't sensed him.
His puzzlement grew when he looked up to see Sarina dancing
away in Tyberus' arms and not Qui-Gon's. He looked quickly at
Qui-Gon and was even more surprised to see Qui-Gon holding his
hand out to him.
"Shall we, Obi-Wan? We seem to be causing a slight traffic
jam," Qui-Gon said with amusement in his eyes.
They finished the dance in silence though from time to time
Obi-Wan would look up at his former master with a question in
his eyes. Qui-Gon would just smile in response. As they danced
Qui-Gon's hand rubbed Obi-Wan's back in a caressing manner,
confusing him even more. While he enjoyed the feel of Qui-Gon's
hand, he wondered how far the older man would take it and what
exactly it meant.
When the song ended the guests started another of the
traditions that it had kept from home. Everyone who had a glass
was tapping it with something until the air was filled with the
sound of tinkling glasses. It was at these times that the
guests wanted the bride and groom to kiss.
With the focus on the wedding couple, Qui-Gon decided this was
the best time to make his move. Leading Obi-Wan off the dance
floor into a shadowed corner, he pulled Obi-Wan into his arms
and kissed him. The softness of Obi-Wan's lips under his filled
Qui-Gon with the longing for more. He ran his tongue along
Obi-Wan's lips silently asking for permission to enter. Obi-Wan
parted his lips and Qui-Gon's tongue slid in and began to
explore the moist heat of Obi-Wan's mouth. Their tongues danced
and twirled around each other both seeking to experience the
taste of the other.
Obi-Wan wound his arms around Qui-Gon's neck and threaded his
fingers into what hair he could reach through the braid. When
he heard Qui-Gon's moan against his mouth, he pushed himself
closer so his hardness was pressed against Qui-Gon's thigh.
This time Obi-Wan moaned but it was swallowed by Qui-Gon.
Breaking the kiss off, Qui-Gon lifted his head and looked down
into Obi-Wan's eyes. They were a deep green and were dilated
with passion. Both were panting from the emotions that were
running through them.
"Obi-Wan?"
"Yesss. Now."
Reaching for Obi-Wan's hand, he pulled it up to his mouth and
kissed the palm causing Obi-Wan's breath to hitch. Then Qui-Gon
led him out of the community hall and over to the stables where
two horses were waiting for them. Obi-Wan looked at the horses
and then looked over to Qui-Gon.
"Sarina." Qui-Gon answered the unspoken question. Obi-Wan just
nodded.
They rode quickly through the night allowing the peace to fill
them and gently calm, just calm, the fires burning within them.
Obi-Wan knew they were headed towards a cabin that was only
used in the spring when the mares foaled and where watchers
stayed to be near the herd in case they were needed. He
appreciated the privacy that Sarina was giving them. He also
noticed that his jeans were getting a little tight from the
images running through his mind in anticipation of what was
going to happen.
Reaching the cabin, they led the horses into the small stable
to the left. Obi-Wan quickly removed the saddles and began to
brush the mounts while Qui-Gon gave them grain and water.
Pouring the last of the grain out, Qui-Gon stood back to watch
Obi-Wan.
Qui-Gon leaned against an empty stall and just enjoyed seeing
Obi-Wan gently brush the horses. ~How is it that he can move
so… sensuously?~
When Obi-Wan finished and turned to him he noticed a twinkle in
his eyes. A twinkle that he had seen before; one that meant
that some wicked idea had occurred to Obi-Wan. He watched as
Obi-Wan flowed over to him as if he had water for bones.
"How about a roll in the hay, Qui-Gon?"
"Anything you wish, my love," he saw Obi-Wan's eyes flash at
the endearment.
"Am I? Am I your love?" Obi-Wan asked huskily.
Obi-Wan had reached his former master by now and was running
his hands up and down the front of the older man's shirt. He
unbuttoned one button on each sweep of his hands until the
shirt was open to his heated view.
"Yes. My love, my heart, and my soul."
Qui-Gon's breathing shallowed until it was coming in gasps as
Obi-Wan played with his chest and nipples. Obi-Wan used the
Force to pull a horse blanket over and spread it out on the
hay. Then he hooked his leg around Qui-Gon's and toppled them
onto it.
Qui-Gon rolled until Obi-Wan was under him and captured his
lips and devoured him. Obi-Wan moaned and ground his groin into
Qui-Gon's.
Obi-Wan pushed Qui-Gon's shirt off with some assistance from
Qui-Gon. While Qui-Gon was raised off his chest, Obi-Wan
grabbed his own shirt and pulled it open, the snaps sounding
loudly in the silence of the barn.
"Nice shirt, love. I always wondered why those shirts were made
with snaps instead of buttons," Qui-Gon said with a smile
before dropping his head to take one of Obi-Wan's nipples in
his mouth. Obi-Wan groaned and arched up. Holding Qui-Gon's
head to his chest he swiveled his hardness against Qui-Gon.
"Too… many… clothes," Obi-Wan said breathlessly.
Obi-Wan rolled Qui-Gon over and began to undo the button-fly
jeans Qui-Gon wore. Qui-Gon lifted his hips to aid Obi-Wan in
pulling them down. An unremembered obstacle stopped them.
"Stupid boots," Obi-Wan mumbled then tugged them off. He pulled
Qui-Gon's jeans the rest of the way off, then just stared at
what was hidden underneath them.
Qui-Gon was hard. Hard and large.
Obi-Wan blinked then attacked his own boots and jeans. When he
was finally naked he just stood there as Qui-Gon's heated gaze
roamed over him. It made him hotter than he could believe
possible. Qui-Gon drew up his legs until they were bent and
spread out in a blatant invitation.
Obi-Wan dropped to his knees between Qui-Gon's and took him
into his mouth pulling hard, creating a suction that had
Qui-Gon almost screaming. Obi-Wan placed one finger in his
mouth and wet it thoroughly. Then gently stroked Qui-Gon's
opening.
Pushing slowly until the finger was all the way in, Obi-Wan
continued to lick and suck on his former master's cock.
Withdrawing to wet a second and third finger he gently opened
his beloved. Stretching and scissoring his fingers he put
pressure right *there*.
"Yesss. Now, Beloved, now."
"Yes, Qui-Gon. Now."
Remembering that he saw a bottle of lotion above the barn's
sink, Obi-Wan used the Force to bring it over to where they
lay. Not wanting to remove his fingers from Qui-Gon he applied
another small bit of the force to open the bottle. He leaned up
on his knees and poured the lotion on his own cock and spread
it around.
Lifting Qui-Gon's hips higher he placed himself at Qui-Gon's
opening and slowly slid in. The heat and tightness was more
than he ever imagined. Both groaned in pleasure.
Obi-Wan thrust slowly at first, but sensing his love's need for
more he increased. Thrusting deeper and faster until he knew
they were both close to completion.
Reaching for Qui-Gon's neglected hardness he used the hand that
had spread the lotion on himself to stroke him.
"More… harder, Obi-Wan."
Obi-Wan thrust deeply three more times until his seed was
spilling into Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon came a bare moment later,
spraying them both. As they climaxed, their minds reached out
for the other and the old training bond sprang into being anew,
except with a subtle difference. It was stronger than it had
ever been.
Qui-Gon gathered Obi-Wan to himself and let his love flow
across the new bond.
"I love you, Obi-Wan."
"And I love you, Qui-Gon. I have for a long time," Obi-Wan
answered sending all his love back through the bond. "What is
this anyway?"
"I believe it is a soul-bond, my love. Does it disturb you?"
"Not at all," he murmured sleepily.
"You know, we have a perfectly good bed in the cabin."
"Too tired to move."
"How about a shower first? Then bed?"
"With you?" Obi-Wan looked up with a sly smile.
"Of course," Qui-Gon chuckled at his beloved. "Unless you want
to shower with the horses?"
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