SERIES: Raven's Theme and Timbre series; part of my own little
M/Q AU.
CATEGORY: Romance, POV (Qui)
PAIRING: Qui-Gon/Mace
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: A tender moment between two lovers
DISCLAIMER: All hail to George! But even Gods are fallible,
killing of gorgeous Jedi masters. What were you thinking, GL?
Anyways - no money is made by this piece of fiction.
NOTES: Thanks to Raven who lets me and my Mace!Muse play in her
sandbox! Hugz to Kylara for her impromptu online-beta!
Teneramente: tenderly
Eyes as deep as the fire pools of Gardas!
I see myself reflected in them. See your need for me, for my
love. So greedy you are at times.
With deliberate slowness, I move deeper. Sheath my tingling
cock within your body. You lie perfectly still. The clasping
movement of your fingers on my arms the only other indication
of the wild emotions that fill your heart. Your soul.
I see your eyes beg me for more. Desperate for me to make you
mine ... as if you still cannot believe this is truly
happening. I see your fear to ever lose this closeness we share
right now. Jealous to have anyone but you touch me like you did
tonight.
No-one ever sees you like this. Only me. Your lover. To the
outside world, you're the perfect diplomat - the epitome of
Jedi wisdom and tact. My hardness lets you drop all your
shields, and I see a side you normally shield away so perfectly
from the scrutiny of others. Inside you sleeps a tiger that's
ready to strike down an enemy, but that purrs like a cat under
my ministrations.
Hunger, trust, vulnerability ... I love to have this power
over you, here in our quarters. Here where we are two men. Not
Jedi. Neither Master nor Councilor. Just men. I hold on to your
hips, my hands holding you up for my thrusts, keeping our slow
rhythm which will drive us so close, almost joining us together
as one.
No ... only the Force can do that. Render us as one soul, one
heart, one mind ... But until it claims us both, this is as
close as we will get to become one.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I rotate my hips, knowing the movement
will hit on that sensitive spot inside you that'll make you
want to cry out in sheer pleasure, and yes, yes, say my name,
scream it, shout it for the Force and all to hear! I want them
to hear us, I want them to know what we are for one
another.
One more deep thrust and your hot seed splashes against my
stomach. I fill you with my passion. My lust. My love.
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