Taken by Surprise
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Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
5,306
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Taken by Surprise
Title : Taken By Surprise
Author : Dentelle
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : Q/O
Summary: It's rather plotless, but if you really want to know how it starts, let's just say that Obi-Wan is taken by surprise by his master while playing with his (very) private toy...
Warning : masturbation (and other stuff of course)
Feedback : This is my first fanfiction ever, and English is not my maternal language, so I'd like to have some feedback ! Thank you.
Disclaimer : George Lucas owns the Star Wars universe and its characters. He makes them work very hard, and I'm only taking them on a recess. I don't make any money of this story.
Author's Note : I took for granted that no such sickness as AIDS or other sexually transmissible illnesses exists in the Star Wars universe. But they *do* exist on our planet, so please, unlike Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan, USE A CONDOM and save your life!
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Taken By Surprise
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As usually, the first thing Obi-Wan did after entering his appartments after a hard training day was preparing a cup of soleyy. It was a hot drink he used to take to calm his muscles and relax his mind. After taking a long draught, he approached his bed and sat on its border. He tried to empty his mind as much as possible, helping himself by breathing deeply. This was a basic jedi exercise to rest efficiently and regain strenght.
After a few minutes of this exercise, the padawan took off his clothes. He always enjoyed to lounge naked in his room when he was alone. It made him feel free, which was a feeling at the opposite of the decorum he had to stick to all day long at the Jedi Temple. Not that he didn't respect the conventional way of living among the Jedi, but he wanted to be free to decide the way he lived when he was on his own.
While taking another gulp of his soleyy, he began to pass his fingers trough the curly brown hair covering his pelvis. He loved to feel the permanent soft damp of this sensible region of his body. Slowly, he slid a finger along his member until he reached the head. He put aside the soleyyi and his other hand reached out for the balls. The caress grew stronger, and he smiled when his cock arose.
With his left index and thumb he cercled the base of his hot shaft while the right hand took it all and began to move up and down. Obi-Wan bit his lower lip and let out a deep sight.
"Ohhh... just love to do that..." he said aloud, his eyes closed.
His hand was now pulling fast on his cock.
There was only two things on his mind : his pleasure and Qui-Gon, his wonderful, desirable master Qui-Gon.
"Masterrrrr..." Obi-Wan let out with a voice full of passion.
No matter how hard he fought this haunting image, it always came back, and stronger, if possible. Obi-Wan didn't want to allow himself to think of his respected master in a sensual way, nor a romantic way, but his feelings and senses where stronger than his mind.
He was now so excited that his eyes closed tightly and his mouth formed a grimace has if he were in pain. But he wasn't : he was very hot, very fuckin' hot and his senses were ready to burst. He was very close.
At this very moment, he heard the door open and even before opening his eyes he had the reflex to hide his burning cock with a piece of cloth.
"Master! I.. uh... I didn't hear you coming" he said, blushing from his toe to the root of his hair.
Qui-Gon, perplex in front of this scene, stayed still, his eyes wide open. He couldn't make a move backward, as it would have been the proper thing to do. Thinking that he got his padawan out of his masturbation was driving his crazy with desire. With shame, he felt his cock arousing.
"Uhm... I'm... I'm sorry. I knocked at the door, but there was no answer so I came in to see if... uh... if everything was normal." said Qui-Gon, totally out of his usual countenance.
Obi-Wan's attention fell on the massive bulge in his master's pants. He blushed even more, and he was extremely surprised by Qui-Gon physical reaction.
Qui-Gon remarked that Obi-Wan was staring at his crutch. He wanted to disappear into the floor.
Once the feeling of surprise was overcome, Obi-Wan understood everything. He uncovered his erection, and, looking in his master's eyes, said : "What do you say, Master?"
Qui-Gon- hearing those words, got suddenly out of his immobility. He rapidly closed the door behind him and got out of his clothes in three or four frantic movements. Then he approached his padawan and kissed him deeply, nearly violently.
He too had dreamed of this moment before.
Obi-Wan was overwhelmed with feelings. His cock was still rock-hard from the little game he played a few moments before. While Qui-Gon was kissing him ferocely, he couldn't help but to think of his master's dick. He wanted it so much, sooooo fuckin' much! He began to lick the border of Qui-Gon's hear, then he kneeled down to be more comfortable to tease his nipples with the tip of his moist, hot tongue. Qui-Gon moaned and moved his head back. He forgot everything except his padawan's tongue and the desire which was striking him.
Now Obi-Wan was installed for the real game. Kneeled between his master's legs, he bent his head a little to fully take the impressive, big cock in his mouth.
Qui-Gon moaned deeply as his padawan's tongue swirled around his penis. He pushed Obi-Wan's head of himself, guiding his to make the rythm faster, and faster, and faster...
"Ahh! Hum! Ah, hha! Feels gooood! Feels ggg...." was about all he could say, as if Obi-Wan was sucking any intelligent vocabulary out of his brain as easily as he was sucking his hot shaft.
Obi-Wan was craving for his master's cock and he was sucking it as if by animal instinct. The suckling noise echoing in his ears excited him even more. With his two hands he was grabbing Qui-Gon's ass and thights, while his master's hand were still clung on his head.
Finally, Qui-Gon came with a loud and lustfull moan. The young apprentice swallowed every drop like a big boy, and he arose, panting, to kiss passionately his master.
"Master... I love you."
Kiss.
"I love you! I love you." Another kiss. "I love you master". And he kissed again, and again, and again. And Qui-Gon was replying to his kisses with caresses on his still erected penis.
"I love you, my apprentice"
Obi-Wan cried out of hapiness as he heard those words, and also because they were followed by an efficacious hand gesture on his stiff cock. The large hand of Qui-Gon was pulling up and down the hard shaft of his horny padawan. They were still kissing, and languishing noises were coming out of their throats.
The heat emanating from the padawan's cock was burning Qui-Gon's hand, and was sending a sensation of warmth to every part of his body. His gesture was getting more and more intense at each stroke, until Obi-Wan reached it's climax, spilling cum on his hand.
"Seems like you finally got your orgasm today", said the master with a mocking tone.
Obi-Wan laughed softly. "Yes indeed!" They kissed once again, but softly. They gazed in each other's eyes for a while and with their fingers they passed through their hair and traced out the lines of their faces.
After another soft and tender kiss. Qui-Gon laid on his back and Obi-Wan rested his head on his master's chest.
"I love you, Obi-Wan" said Qui-Gon, and he added with a playful voice : "I think we'll do some extra exercise after the training for now on."
"Oh yeah..."
------The End (of the beginning)-----
Author : Dentelle
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : Q/O
Summary: It's rather plotless, but if you really want to know how it starts, let's just say that Obi-Wan is taken by surprise by his master while playing with his (very) private toy...
Warning : masturbation (and other stuff of course)
Feedback : This is my first fanfiction ever, and English is not my maternal language, so I'd like to have some feedback ! Thank you.
Disclaimer : George Lucas owns the Star Wars universe and its characters. He makes them work very hard, and I'm only taking them on a recess. I don't make any money of this story.
Author's Note : I took for granted that no such sickness as AIDS or other sexually transmissible illnesses exists in the Star Wars universe. But they *do* exist on our planet, so please, unlike Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan, USE A CONDOM and save your life!
______________________________________________________
Taken By Surprise
______________________________________________________
As usually, the first thing Obi-Wan did after entering his appartments after a hard training day was preparing a cup of soleyy. It was a hot drink he used to take to calm his muscles and relax his mind. After taking a long draught, he approached his bed and sat on its border. He tried to empty his mind as much as possible, helping himself by breathing deeply. This was a basic jedi exercise to rest efficiently and regain strenght.
After a few minutes of this exercise, the padawan took off his clothes. He always enjoyed to lounge naked in his room when he was alone. It made him feel free, which was a feeling at the opposite of the decorum he had to stick to all day long at the Jedi Temple. Not that he didn't respect the conventional way of living among the Jedi, but he wanted to be free to decide the way he lived when he was on his own.
While taking another gulp of his soleyy, he began to pass his fingers trough the curly brown hair covering his pelvis. He loved to feel the permanent soft damp of this sensible region of his body. Slowly, he slid a finger along his member until he reached the head. He put aside the soleyyi and his other hand reached out for the balls. The caress grew stronger, and he smiled when his cock arose.
With his left index and thumb he cercled the base of his hot shaft while the right hand took it all and began to move up and down. Obi-Wan bit his lower lip and let out a deep sight.
"Ohhh... just love to do that..." he said aloud, his eyes closed.
His hand was now pulling fast on his cock.
There was only two things on his mind : his pleasure and Qui-Gon, his wonderful, desirable master Qui-Gon.
"Masterrrrr..." Obi-Wan let out with a voice full of passion.
No matter how hard he fought this haunting image, it always came back, and stronger, if possible. Obi-Wan didn't want to allow himself to think of his respected master in a sensual way, nor a romantic way, but his feelings and senses where stronger than his mind.
He was now so excited that his eyes closed tightly and his mouth formed a grimace has if he were in pain. But he wasn't : he was very hot, very fuckin' hot and his senses were ready to burst. He was very close.
At this very moment, he heard the door open and even before opening his eyes he had the reflex to hide his burning cock with a piece of cloth.
"Master! I.. uh... I didn't hear you coming" he said, blushing from his toe to the root of his hair.
Qui-Gon, perplex in front of this scene, stayed still, his eyes wide open. He couldn't make a move backward, as it would have been the proper thing to do. Thinking that he got his padawan out of his masturbation was driving his crazy with desire. With shame, he felt his cock arousing.
"Uhm... I'm... I'm sorry. I knocked at the door, but there was no answer so I came in to see if... uh... if everything was normal." said Qui-Gon, totally out of his usual countenance.
Obi-Wan's attention fell on the massive bulge in his master's pants. He blushed even more, and he was extremely surprised by Qui-Gon physical reaction.
Qui-Gon remarked that Obi-Wan was staring at his crutch. He wanted to disappear into the floor.
Once the feeling of surprise was overcome, Obi-Wan understood everything. He uncovered his erection, and, looking in his master's eyes, said : "What do you say, Master?"
Qui-Gon- hearing those words, got suddenly out of his immobility. He rapidly closed the door behind him and got out of his clothes in three or four frantic movements. Then he approached his padawan and kissed him deeply, nearly violently.
He too had dreamed of this moment before.
Obi-Wan was overwhelmed with feelings. His cock was still rock-hard from the little game he played a few moments before. While Qui-Gon was kissing him ferocely, he couldn't help but to think of his master's dick. He wanted it so much, sooooo fuckin' much! He began to lick the border of Qui-Gon's hear, then he kneeled down to be more comfortable to tease his nipples with the tip of his moist, hot tongue. Qui-Gon moaned and moved his head back. He forgot everything except his padawan's tongue and the desire which was striking him.
Now Obi-Wan was installed for the real game. Kneeled between his master's legs, he bent his head a little to fully take the impressive, big cock in his mouth.
Qui-Gon moaned deeply as his padawan's tongue swirled around his penis. He pushed Obi-Wan's head of himself, guiding his to make the rythm faster, and faster, and faster...
"Ahh! Hum! Ah, hha! Feels gooood! Feels ggg...." was about all he could say, as if Obi-Wan was sucking any intelligent vocabulary out of his brain as easily as he was sucking his hot shaft.
Obi-Wan was craving for his master's cock and he was sucking it as if by animal instinct. The suckling noise echoing in his ears excited him even more. With his two hands he was grabbing Qui-Gon's ass and thights, while his master's hand were still clung on his head.
Finally, Qui-Gon came with a loud and lustfull moan. The young apprentice swallowed every drop like a big boy, and he arose, panting, to kiss passionately his master.
"Master... I love you."
Kiss.
"I love you! I love you." Another kiss. "I love you master". And he kissed again, and again, and again. And Qui-Gon was replying to his kisses with caresses on his still erected penis.
"I love you, my apprentice"
Obi-Wan cried out of hapiness as he heard those words, and also because they were followed by an efficacious hand gesture on his stiff cock. The large hand of Qui-Gon was pulling up and down the hard shaft of his horny padawan. They were still kissing, and languishing noises were coming out of their throats.
The heat emanating from the padawan's cock was burning Qui-Gon's hand, and was sending a sensation of warmth to every part of his body. His gesture was getting more and more intense at each stroke, until Obi-Wan reached it's climax, spilling cum on his hand.
"Seems like you finally got your orgasm today", said the master with a mocking tone.
Obi-Wan laughed softly. "Yes indeed!" They kissed once again, but softly. They gazed in each other's eyes for a while and with their fingers they passed through their hair and traced out the lines of their faces.
After another soft and tender kiss. Qui-Gon laid on his back and Obi-Wan rested his head on his master's chest.
"I love you, Obi-Wan" said Qui-Gon, and he added with a playful voice : "I think we'll do some extra exercise after the training for now on."
"Oh yeah..."
------The End (of the beginning)-----