Archive: Master_Apprentice and anyone else, just ask
Category: AU, PWP, Humor, First Time
Rating: R
Spoilers: None
Summary: Obi-Wan gets a little bit more than he bargained
for.
Feedback: Very welcome.
Notes: An evil bunny inspired by Trinity's first line
challenge. Not betaed. All mistakes are my own.
Warnings: M/M relationship, pays absolutely no attention to
canon. Naboo never happened. I think they went on a mission to
the Aruba system instead and spent some quality time on the
beach.
"The Force made me do it."
Elegant eyebrows rose over lazy blue eyes. "The Force made you
do it."
"Yes, Master."
"Would you care to elaborate on that further, my padawan?"
"Certainly, my master. During meditations this morning, I heard
the Force speak very clearly. It said, 'Obi-Wan, seduce your
master'. What could I do?" The padawan perched his chin on his
master's chest and sighed plaintively. "Of course, being the
wise padawan you have trained me to be, I set out immediately
to follow the Will of the Force."
"Of course. Very wise."
"I would never want to disappoint you, my Master," the young
man continued sincerely, tossing out a few innocent blinks he
had practiced in front of his mirror just this morning.
"This wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that your
trials are coming up tomorrow, would it?" Qui-Gon asked with a
serene expression as he slowly ran his fingers down Obi-Wan's
long braid. "Because I'm sure the Force knows I have no say in
the outcome."
"Master!" Obi-Wan jerked up and crossed his arms in mock
outrage. "How could you think that? I'm sure the Force would
never instruct me to use sexual coercion in order to sway a
decision as momentous as granting a knighthood!" The padawan
stopped and looked thoughtful. "However, I might have
misinterpreted the meaning of the Force. Perhaps it said,
'Obi-Wan, seduce Master Windu'."
Obi-Wan suddenly found himself flipped on his back with his
master ranged out on top of him. Qui-Gon leaned his head down,
eye to eye with his student as he easily settled his body over
the younger man.
"I don't think that's what the Force meant, my padawan,"
Qui-Gon said in a low tone as he leaned forward and nipped
Obi-Wan's throat sharply. The young man yelped in surprise
before Qui-Gon soothed the sting with his tongue.
"Why do you..." The words came out in a slightly higher tone
than Obi-Wan intended and he stopped to clear his throat. "Why
do you think that, my master?" he finally asked when he could
speak again.
Qui-Gon lifted his head and met his student's eyes. Obi-Wan
didn't quite know what to make of the expression in that blue
gaze. On anyone else, such an expression might be considered
almost mischievous.
"Two reasons, my padawan," the master said as he thoughtfully
traced his fingertips along Obi-Wan's neck. "Firstly, the
trials are not judged by Master Windu. I would give your second
interpretation more credit if the Force had murmured that you
should be seducing Master Yoda for your knighthood."
Obi-Wan blanched. "I've evaluated my vision again, Master, and
I'm certain the Force meant you," he said quickly.
"Are you sure, my Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon leaned forward to whisper
as he slowly ran his tongue along the soft shell of Obi-Wan's
ear and then along the sensitive skin just behind it. The
master took his time in tasting the tender skin and listening
to his apprentice's faint sounds of pleasure. Obi-Wan sighed
raggedly as his fingers curled around Qui-Gon's shoulders. "We
could always call him."
"C-c-call who?"
"Master Yoda," Qui-Gon said patiently as he slowly licked a
path down his student's throat. "Pay attention, padawan."
"Yes, master. Paying attention, master," the padawan replied
with a gasp as his fingers flexed into his master's shoulders
when Qui-Gon returned his attention to the bruising bite placed
just at the juncture of the student's neck and shoulder.
"I'm glad to hear it, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon murmured as he ran his
fingertips down along Obi-Wan's flanks. "Shall we call Yoda?"
"F-f-for what?"
Qui-Gon smiled and nipped him again. "Very good, padawan. I can
see you are, indeed, paying attention."
Obi-Wan's "Yes, master," came out as something of a yelp. After
a few more swipes of Qui-Gon's tongue on the increasingly
sensitive mark on his neck, however, the padawan gathered his
thoughts and tried to focus on the question that was
distracting him from the delightful things Qui-Gon was doing
with his tongue. "You-ahhh-you said there were two reasons,
master?"
Qui-Gon leaned back and caressed his padawan's cheek. Obi-Wan's
bright eyes closed blissfully.
"Secondly, my padawan, I doubt the Force would send you to
seduce Master Windu primarily because I don't think the Force
would want to get Mace pummeled to a pulp."
Obi-Wan stilled in surprise at the softly spoken words and then
opened his eyes to meet his master's gaze. Qui-Gon's eyes were
dark with a possessive gleam as the master Jedi gently caressed
Obi-Wan's braid with his fingers.
"I've waited a long time for you, my padawan, my Obi-Wan."
Qui-Gon slowly leaned forward and kissed the braid he held.
"My Obi-Wan." The Jedi ran the pad of his thumb along
his student's kiss-swollen lips. "Perhaps I should not have
allowed this so close to your trials but you will pass
them, Obi-Wan, whether you seduce Yoda or not. You are more
than ready."
"Master..." Obi-Wan began but the master laid his fingers,
still twined with Obi-Wan's braid, on his padawan's mouth.
"And after you are granted knighthood and I have been honored
to cut your braid, you will be my knight and your days
of seducing anyone but me will be over."
Qui-Gon looked at his padawan's stunned expression. The young
man's eyes were a wild green that Qui-Gon rarely saw outside of
a saber fight. The jedi master took a slow, deep breath,
reminding himself that Obi-Wan might not wish to tie himself so
quickly to his master once he passed his trials.
"Would this be agreeable to you, Obi-Wan?" he asked softly, as
hesitant as a Jedi Master could be and still be a Jedi Master.
"Agreeable?" came the faint question. Obi-Wan merely stared up
at the man above him. After a moment, the expression in
Qui-Gon's eyes began to change and he began to move away.
"Of course, you need not reply now, padawan..."
Obi-Wan's hands clinched on Qui-Gon's shoulders and jerked him
back. "Agreeable to me, my master?" the younger man asked with
a slightly hysterical laugh. "FORCE yes!"
Obi-Wan leaned up and caught his master in a kiss hot enough to
singe the braid Qui-Gon still clutched between his fingers.
A few hours later, Master Qui-Gon moved almost absently along
the worn garden paths that he had wandered since he was old
enough to walk by himself. The Jedi's mind was obviously
elsewhere as he passed lifelong friends with barely more than a
nod. There was understanding from his friends, however, for
Qui-Gon's lapse in greetings as it was well known that the
master's padawan was due to take his trials on the morrow and
surely he was thinking on his student.
Qui-Gon's mind was indeed on his padawan but dwelled more on
the state of utter exhaustion in which he'd left Obi-Wan than
whether or not Obi-Wan would pass his upcoming trials. The
younger man would need to sleep most the of the afternoon to be
ready for his night long meditations. Then his trials would
begin with the dawn.
Again, Qui-Gon questioned his actions of the morning in
allowing his padawan to seduce him. Obi-Wan had caught him
completely by surprise with his actions. But really, Qui-Gon
reasoned he had had little choice in the matter. Obi-Wan had
been one determined young man. And Qui-Gon had only been
considering doing the same thing for the past five years.
The Jedi master felt his lips twitch into a smug smile before
he smoothed his expression to serenity again. He sensed his own
master ahead on the path and Qui-Gon had no doubt that Yoda was
aware of what had transpired between himself and his padawan.
His thoughts were confirmed as that elderly master took an
immediate swipe at his shin with his gimer stick.
"Padawan!" Yoda snapped out as Qui-Gon easily dodged the blow.
"Ashamed am I! Slept with your padawan before the trials! Could
you not wait even a day?!"
"I'm sorry, my master," Qui-Gon murmured, trying not to sound
smug and failing miserably. "The Force made me do it."
Yoda snorted and glared at his padawan. "Gave me that one
before, you have! Lame excuse! Didn't work then either!"
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