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Archive: M_A, OKEB. Others please ask.
Category: Short fluff. Let this be an A/U. I don't think
Coruscant really owns pools. Or a twin-sun. :)
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: nope
Summary: A hot Coruscant day- and some cooling off in the pool.
Or do things get even hotter?
Disclaimer: The guys are Georgie Boy's. Meesa ownin' nothin'.
Thanks to Joe Cocker for inspiring me on that one. ;) It's
November and I'm freezing my ass of, so I had to write a
hot lil' fic...
Mistakes- mine they are not. /waves hand/ You've seen nothing.
Go ahead.
Obi-Wan opened his eyes.
The day had already begun, and the rays of the warming sun
shone
mischievously into their quarters, sparkling on his
reddish-blonde hair.
Obi-Wan blinked and rubbed his eyes, crawling out of the bed,
expecting the air-ventilation to cool his hot skin, heated from
the sleep and lovemaking with his master the night before.
But instead the familiar cold breeze, unbearably warmth
slapped him cruel across the face.
How can this be possible?- he thought. Coruscant, and
therefore the Temple was covered by a shield, wich generated
artifical air-ventilation, to protect the city from the hotness
of the planet's twin-suns.
But today, something was definitely wrong.
He decided to do some investgations on this, and quickly began
to get dressed. He jumped into his leggings, sash and tunics,
and glanced over at the thick robe hanging down the wall.
Usually, Jedi rarely appeared without their robes, even if they
had something to do only within the walls of the Temple. To
hell with it! Nobody can expect from him to put this on
under such circumstances! Frowning, he strode out of the room.
In the corridors, the hotness seemed to become even more
unbearably, being summer, the suns were mercilessly radiating
their heat through the large glass windows. Obi-Wan wiped sweat
from his forehead, and at the same time, he dumped into
somebody. Another padawan, dressed only in leggings and tunics
as well, heavily sweating, blinked up at him.
"Obi."- he greeted.
"Teero! Just what in the name of the Force is going on here?
This heat burns me alive!"
"Haven't you heard? Every shield above the city went dead. We
don't get any air-ventilation."- Teero shrugged. "And we can't
expect it to be fixed till a few days."- he added with a frown.
Obi-Wan's jaw dropped. "You say we have to put up with this
heat for days?"
"Try to make the best out of it." - Teero grinned. "At least
there are those great pools in the Temple Gardens." With a nod,
he hurried away.
"At least there are those great pools in the Temple Gardens!"-
Obi-Wan imitated the another boy annoyed, rolling his eyes.
But after a small consideration, the idea seemed not that bad
at all. Of course he can't sit in the water all day long, but
it'll be great for a swim. Maybe then he can keep this
unconfortable burn away from his skin.
He hurried quickly down to the Gardens. He could already see
another Jedis enjoying the shadows of the huge aami'ta trees,
some of them swimming in the cool wetness of the pools.
He walked along the zigzagging paths, until he found a small
pool, far away from the noise, shielded by the aami'tas. Just
perfect. He quickly kicked off his boots and clothes, and
knowing that nobody can see him here, he jumped into the water
fully naked.
He enjoyed the smooth waves as they were splashing into his
ears, enveloping him into their softness, soothing and
caressing his heated body, like the hands of a lover.
He sighed at the sensation, leaning against the side of the
pool. These feelings made his thoughts drift to his master.
Force, he haven't seen him since this morning, and hadn't even
left a message where he went! He was so eager to seek
cooling-off, that he'd even forgot about him! Qui-Gon probably
will be worried, returning to their quarters to find his
Padawan gone, and...
"And probably go and look for him."- came the low, calm voice
from Obi-Wan's side.
Obi-Wan spun around surprised, water splashing out of the
pool. Qui-Gon took back a step to protect his clothes from
getting wet, and smiled down on his padawan.
Despite the burning heat, he was wearing his Jedi robes, and
still managed to look serene and dignified, not even a drop of
sweat glistening on his skin. Obi-Wan made a mental note to
himself to ask his master out about the ways of enduring this
heat.
"Master." Obi-Wan smiled up at the tall man. "I'm sorry not
letting you know where I went. By the way, where were
you?"
"There was an early meeting with the Council. We tried to find
some solution to this problem, you've probably heard of." He
made a gesture towards the sky then frowned. "But even with the
best astro-droids from Ralya it will take two days till the
whole shield is fixed again."
He gave Obi-Wan a half-smile. "And since the whole Temple are
down here, I expected you to come here as well." He took a step
forward and leaned down to whisper to Obi-Wan. "Then I just had
to follow my senses..."
Obi-Wan pushed himself up on the side of the pool, water
glistening on his strong lean body, trickling down to his
buttocks. He used the Force to keep himself in place and with a
sigh he took his masters lips, kissing him deeply.
Qui-Gon lowered himself, kneeling down next to the pool. Not
releasing Obi-Wan's lips even for a moment, he started to pull
off his robe. Obi-Wan leaned back, letting go of his master and
slipping back into the water. Qui-Gon quickly pulled his off
boots and dropped his clothes on top of Obi-Wan's. His
apprentice admired his beautiful body, as he stood by the side
of the pool. Leonine face, framed by the brown-silver mass of
hair wich Obi-Wan loved to tangle his fingers into when the
master's mouth enveloped his cock; broad shoulders, strong
chest, and his impressive, now growing erection dangling
between his long legs, becoming even more thick under the hot
gaze of his padawan.
Obi-Wan licked his lips, and swallowed hard.
"Come here." He held his hand out, inviting.
Qui-Gon sank into the pool, sighing at the sensation of the
waves around his body.
In the next moment, his apprentice was on him, claiming his
mouth again. He forced Qui-Gon's lips open with his tongue and
entered the treasure chamber of his lover's mouth, exploring,
demanding, sweeping his tongue across Qui-Gon's teeth as he
moaned into Obi-Wan's kiss.
Qui-Gon's hand made it's way up on Obi-Wan's back, to his
head, grabbing the short hair there, pushing him even closer,
the other hand seeking his erection under the water, stroking
the young man. Obi-Wan gasped at the sensuality of the water
and his master's hands on him. He grabbed the side of the pool
with one hand, and reached down with the other to Qui-Gon's
cock, stroking firmly,
pulling back the foreskin. Qui-Gon threw his head back, hand
clutching on Obi-Wan's cock, groaning deeply.
"Padawan." he exhaled.
That word only almost made Obi-Wan come. There was nobody, who
could say this word like this; soothing, angry, worried, or
moaned with pleasure; and it was such a beautiful thing to
know, that it meant him, only him and nobody else. This name
was his, just like his master. His and nobody else's.
//Yours. And nobody else's.//
Obi-Wan had to groan at the feeling of Qui-Gon's mind invading
his, possessing his thoughts, fill them with pleasure, making
any kind of coherent thinking impossible.
His master flipped them over, pushing Obi-Wan tightly to the
wall of the pool, ravishing his mouth. Their tongues dueled
with passion, as they rubbed their cocks together.
//Beloved. Tell me what you want.//
//You. Be inside me. Make me whole.//
Luckily, the pool was small enough for Qui-Gon to stand
comfortably. Obi-Wan wrapped his legs tightly around Qui-Gon's
waist and thrusted up against him. Qui-Gon grabbed the young
man's hips, forcing them down.
Obi-Wan felt the tip of the hot shaft caressing his opening,
and he gasped loudly.
//Now.//
His master pushed up his way into Obi-Wan and they both cried
out in pleasure as the tight body of Obi-Wan enveloped
Qui-Gon's cock. Qui-Gon leaned against the rim of the pool,
rocking Obi-Wan back and forth. The young man's hands went to
tangle in his hair and he bit down hard on Obi-Wan's neck,
leaving a red mark on him, making him his own property.
He sped up, caressing Obi-Wan's now throbbing erection, and he
too felt the pressure build in him, pushing him close to the
edge.
They were in a perfect rythm, bodies, souls, minds entwined,
and Qui-Gon showed this picture to Obi-Wan through their bond,
feeling the young man tremble when it formed crystal-clear in
his mind.
Qui-Gon pulled out of Obi-Wan's body almost fully, only to
thrust back into it brutally. Water splashed furiously around
them. Obi-Wan's nails dug into the scalp of his master, and
with the next forceful thrust they both lost it, Qui-Gon
bucking helplessly into Obi-Wan, while the young man's semen
flowed away with the water.
Obi-Wan leaned his head on his master's shoulder, and they
stayed like this for a while, letting the Force soothe and
envelope them.
Then, with trembling legs, they climbed out of the pool,
collapsing beside it.
The rays of the hot suns branded their skin, but it felt good
now, so they just sat there, burning together with the suns.
Obi-Wan crept into his master's lap, and Qui-Gon nuzzled his
ear. His apprentice giggled.
"What?"
"I just thought of the fact, that by this climate, we don't
have to worry about catching a cold, sitting naked around
here."
"Then maybe we could spend some more time naked, couldn't we?"
"Hmmm. In the morning I never would have thought that I'll grow
to love this situation."
A soft laugh. "Neither did I."
"Ahem, Master?"
"Yes, Padawan?"
"What did you say, when are the shields going to be fixed?"
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