Not that you´re complaining, necessarily. Ever since you were a little girl, you´ve wanted to serve the Republic. To get the bad guys, so to speak. And yes, you dig carrying a blaster at your hip and being able to kick a Wookie´s ass. Well, maybe not quite a Wookie, but you can certainly hold your own in battle, or even in a bar. It´s a long road for women to be able to prove themselves in a military organization mostly made up of men. But you´re a captain now. And you´ve commanded respect. Everybody knows not to give you any crap, and you have no problem being one of the guys. But you really can´t get over having to live with the guys.
They say, whoever they are, that it´s all about equality. Sounds fine on paper. But it´s quite another thing to have to share a ship´s quarters with a man. And now with two men. And not just two men, two Jedi. A couple of male officers would have been no problem. You know their games and you know their habits. But Jedi´s are a completely different deal.
OK, this makes NO sense to me, you told your commanding officer. Why the hell am I gonna be living with two Jedi´s?
They work in pairs? How the hell should I know, Captain? Some pencil neck makes these living arrangements, not me.
Yes, Sir, I understand. But why not put me with another Republic officer at least? I wouldn´t mind having to share quarters with a man. It happens all the time when we´re in battle.
Captain, just deal with it. You´re not the only one. Be an example or some damn thing.
Well, why the hell are they even on the ship, Sir? You know he doesn´t give a shit, but you´re not going to let him off so easily.
Captain, I don´t make the rules around here. They have their mission, we have our´s. It´s not like you haven´t worked with Jedi before. We do that all the time.
I know, Sir, but
Captain, just do it. I have better things to do than take complaints about roommates.
And so it went. So now you´re stuck living in this tiny little apartment with two Jedi. It´s only temporary, of course, until they finish whatever it is they´re doing. You don´t ask, and you figure they won´t tell you anyway. They seem nice enough. It´s only been a week since you left Coruscant. It took a little getting used to, especially that sharing the bathroom thing and their whole meditation routine. But, all in all, they´re pretty quiet. You´ve decided to cut them a little slack. They are being forced to share a bedroom, while you have the other to yourself. That´s one of the few benefits of being female.
It´s actually rather amusing to study them. They´re precise in just about everything they do. They never say anything without thoroughly thinking about it first. Unlike you.
So, do you ever injure yourself when you have to run with that thing hooked to your belt? you asked the younger one, Obi-Wan, when he was cleaning his light sabre one evening.
He gave you an inquisitive look that turned a bit shocked, making you realize the rather inappropriateness of your question.
Sorry, you said a little sheepishly. I´m too used to hanging around Republic soldiers. No offense.
None taken, he said with a smirk.
In fact, the other one, Qui-Gon, said. A Jedi always has his light sabre drawn if the need to run arises.
Always? you asked.
Obi-Wan chuckled a little. Well, almost always, he said, obviously speaking from experience.
Well, I´ll take my blaster at my side, you said, smacking yourself on the hip.
Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan looked at each other but said nothing. It was that she-thinks-she´s-so-smart-so-we´ll-patronize-her look. You hate that look. You get it a lot from them. You really don´t mind living with them too much, but they could use a little loosening up.
Although you were a little shocked to be awakened from your sleep the other night. It was a noise. You couldn´t quite place it at first. But then it dawned on you all of a sudden. Sex. That was a definite sex noise. Wow. Well, it certainly makes your life easier if you´re living with two gay men. It never occurred to you that they were lovers. They never expressed any affection when you were around them. But they´re Jedi. They´re good at hiding just about everything.
One evening, you decided to go out with a friend. It had been a long day of flying patrol squadrons, and a glass of ale was all that you needed at that point. The ship had a fairly decent lounge that usually wasn´t too full of grabby men in the middle of the week.
So you boys wanna join us? your friend asked Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan with a bat of her eyelashes. You just stared at her, amazed at her ability to switch from tough-ass soldier to femme fatale all in a matter of minutes. You had come back showered, changed, and still looked like the tomboy you have always been.
No thank you, Qui-Gon responded. We have our own business to attend to.
But who is going to protect us from all those barflies downstairs? she purred at him.
Oh give me a break, you said rolling your eyeballs and yanking her on the arm.
Obi-Wan chuckled, Somehow I get the feeling that you ladies have no need of bodyguards.
Well maybe she doesn´t, she said as she walked up to Obi-Wan and ran her fingers down his braid. But I´m always looking out for someone to take care of my body.
You marched up and grabbed her around the waist and swiftly escorted her to the door. She apologizes profusely, you said. Once you were out the door, you said, What the hell was that?
Oh, come on, she said to you. They´re beautiful. What do you expect me to do?
What?
Don´t tell me you haven´t . Oh, you really haven´t!! Hello! You´re are living with two incredibly delicious Jedi, and you´re not even taking a little taste? she said.
You laughed, Oh please! They´re gay.
No!
Yes.
They are SO not gay.
Yes, they are. I´ve heard them, you said.
Hmmmm . Good noises? she asked with interest.
Oh, just shut up, you said.
She giggled, Oh, I suppose you´re right. If they were straight, they would´ve been all over us. Well, all over me anyway.
What´s that supposed to mean? you ask defensively.
She stopped walking right in front of you and turned to face you. Do you own anything but black shirts, black pants, and black boots?
Hey, I like black.
Honey, you have to dress like a man all day. You don´t half to do it off-duty as well. At least let your hair down, put on some lipstick, show a little leg, lose the iron-clad bra. Something!
You nod somewhat sarcastically. I´m really trying to take this as friendly council. I´m really trying. I´m really not trying to think that you´re telling me that I look like a man.
You don´t look like a man. You´re a babe. You just don´t flaunt it enough.
You sigh. Can we please just go get our drink now?
Certainly. But be sure to watch my back in that seedy joint, big fella, she teased.
You give her a friendly slap on the back. Who the hell you calling big? I´m shorter than you are.
That was a few hours ago. Now you´re in bed wide awake, unable to sleep for whatever reason. Maybe it´s just the buzz of the bar that won´t leave your head. You get up to go to the bathroom, but something catches your attention. Their bedroom door is slightly ajar. But those aren´t sleeping noises you´re hearing. Oh dear. This is feeling a little too personal. You´ve unwittingly stopped right in front of the door. Once you realize this, you decide you´d better just move along to the bathroom. Or maybe you should just go back to your room. You don´t want them to hear that you´re awake.
You stand there somewhat frozen. Then, against your better judgement, you shift your eyes every so slightly to the open crack of the door. And your breath catches in your throat. You see Qui-Gon down on his knees, pleasuring Obi-Wan who is standing with tight legs and head thrown back. You watch his face in the throes of ecstasy, and you feel an odd shudder go through you. Your heart is pounding so loud, you can barely stand to listen to it, but you cannot make your move. Qui-Gon moves back slightly and looks up at Obi-Wan. You gasp silently as you see Obi-Wan´s cock standing straight and proud from his body. Then suddenly, they both turn their heads toward the door. You are filled with horror as you turn your back and slightly step to the side. You are grasping the front of your nightgown with tight fingers. You then hear Obi-Wan begin to moan and you tip toe back to your room.
You lay on your bed, filled with mortifying guilt. You´ve never spied on anybody having sex before. You are quite certain they did not see you. You know they are Jedi, but you are talking yourself out of all the reasons that they would have known you were there. You pull the covers over your head trying to forget this ever happened. But you drift off to sleep dreaming of two Jedi´s having their way with you.
You rush through your early morning round in order to avoid your roommates. You are just about out the door when Obi-Wan appears out of nowhere.
Good morning, he says.
Good morning, you respond, refusing to look at him.
Sleep well? he asks.
The bastard is egging me on, you think. You stare him straight in the eye. Yes.
Hmmph, he responds casually. I thought I heard you up last night.
A moment later, Qui-Gon emerges and you feel your cheeks turn hot. Gotta run, you quip and make a run for the door.
Fairly routine squadron run today, nothing out of the ordinary. It´s a little boring, but since your mind is elsewhere, it´s probably a good thing. You return to your quarters at a reasonable hour and hold your breath as you walk in the door. There isn´t a sound when you enter and you sense that no one is home. You breathe a heavy sigh of relief and head into your bedroom. You unhook your utility belt and the small strap that runs around your thigh to hold your blaster holster to your leg.
Tell me you hear from behind you. It´s Obi-Wan, and you feel your body jump. Sorry, he says with a little tease, I didn´t mean to startle you.
Without turning around, you answer, I didn´t think anyone was here. You then swiftly walk around him to try and exit the small bedroom, but he puts an arm up across the doorway. Excuse me, you say, trying to avoid his gaze the best that you can.
Tell me first, he insists.
Now your patience is wearing thin. You give him a pissed off look and say, Tell you what?
Do you always spy on people in their bedrooms at night, he says with that smart ass grin of his.
You sigh with disgust and push his arm out of the way. He certainly is enjoying this little game with you. You walk the quick steps to the bathroom and try to shut the door behind you, but he stops it with his hand. He leans into the doorway and says, Well, do you?
You stare at the bathroom wall and then turn to face him. What the hell do you want? you growl through your teeth as he gazes on you with that same damn grin.
You tell me, he said. You dreamt all about it last night.
You feel the rage begin to dwell up inside you. Bastard!
He easily pushes the door wide open against your protests and grabs your arms and pushes you against the wall. Oh, I´m sorry, he says sarcastically. Am I wrong? You didn´t dream about Qui-Gon and I last night?
Don´t flatter yourself, you seethe as he pushes you closer into the wall. You consider kicking the shit out of him. At that thought his face grows a little softer.
Oh, come now, he starts as you feel a pressure holding you against the wall. The Force, you assume. Such violent thoughts. There must be a woman in here someplace, he says as his lightly runs his finger down the front of your uniform, just barely outlining the curve of your breasts.
More woman than you could ever handle, you say, struggling against his body and the weight he is sending upon you.
He practically giggles at you. Oh, I should like to see you prove that, he says as he bends his legs to push his groin into your body. He is still completely clothed, but you can feel him hard through his pants and tunic.
Your anger grows towards him as you feel the wetness between your legs. You cocky son-of-a-bitch!
Oh, that´s new, he says mocking you. He reaches behind your head and pulls out the band holding your ponytail, and your hair cascades across your shoulders. Ah, look at that, he says. Rather pretty, I think, he says as he strokes your hair and then your cheek.
You are livid now as you remain pinned to the wall. Were he using just his own body weight, you could make an effort to kick his ass. But using the Force on you renders this an unequal match, and your temper swells. Let me go, you cocksucker!
Again he laughs, That´s Mister Cocksucker to you.
You relax slightly and then lean forward and bite his ear really hard. He yelps and loosens some of his hold on you. You slide out from the wall and to the doorway, but before you get any further he grabs hold of you and somehow lifts you off your feet and rushes you into their bedroom and tosses you onto the bed. You scurry quickly to try to get away, but he grabs you again. You swing your arm to hit him, but he blocks your punch. He holds both of your hands above your head and pins your legs down with his knees while you wriggle frantically underneath him.
Let me go. You´re hurting me, you say through your staggered breath as his knees dig into your legs.
Don´t make me hurt you, he responds through clenched teeth.
Your mind races with half fear and half desire. You are surprised at your response to this attack. Your struggle and his restraining you increases your arousal. You can feel the heat coming off of him as he leans his head close to yours. But you will not give in to the smirk on his face. Part of you wishes he´d kiss you, but you´d prefer to smack that look clean off his face. You then look and see a light trickle of blood on his ear, and you reveal a small grin of victory at the injury you´ve inflicted.
His eyes focus in on your smile. You think it´s funny, do you? he says as he tightens his grip around your wrists.
Oooh, look who´s mad now, you say, taunting him.
Suddenly his lips crush yours. You vocalize your protest, but it is stifled by his mouth. His kiss fills you with passion, but you refuse to surrender to it. Your body bucks up against his as an attempt to push him off of you. But you know it´s no use. Using one hand now to hold your wrists, he runs the other hand down your arm and then over your breast as his lips taste your cheek and your neck. You involuntary raise your breast to his touch, hungry to feel him through your uniform and the military issue bra that is squeezing your eager breasts to the point of pain.
He pushes his hardness between your legs, and before you can think to stop you spread your legs wider and grind against him. Then his lips runs up to your ear and he says in a raspy whisper, You want me to fuck you, don´t you?
No, you say softly. Let me go.
He runs his tongue along the soft skin under your ear. You shudder but stifle down the moan that almost escaped. He pushes himself into once again and says with a growl, You want me to fuck you.
This time you can only shake your head in mild protest.
He grabs your head roughly, staring into your eyes as his lips barely touch yours, Say it, he orders.
You return his stare but say nothing. He circles his hips around, making sure his rock hard bulge finds all the right spots between your clothes. As you spread your legs a little wider, his face contorts and he releases a soft groan into your mouth, and you respond in kind, all the while holding each others eyes. Fuck me, you say in a low, throaty growl. At that, he reveals a small smile of victory and releases your hands. At your surrender, his manner turns softer and he strokes your lips with the tip of his tongue, elliciting soft groans from you. His lips come to yours gently and then he sinks into your mouth with a whimper. You allow his exquisite tongue entrance, and he probes your mouth with tiny, delicious flicks.
The collar of your uniform is practically choking you as you raise your body to meet his kiss. His hand runs down your cheek and neck, and he runs his fingertip across the top of your collar, discovering your discomfort. He breaks from the kiss with reluctance, biting his lip as his head hovers above you. He runs his finger across your pulsing, wet lips and then looks to your neck to search for the key to unlocking you. You assist by unfastening the difficult buttons and then gasp quietly as the cool air hits your chest. Within seconds, the jacket is stripped from you. You can feel your hard nipples crushed beneath the pressure of your bra. He reaches around your back and unfastens the hook, and you instantly feel yourself come free. You quickly toss the bra aside as he devours you with his eyes.
Please, you whisper longing for his touch. He obeys and cups your breast in his hand as his mouth comes back down on yours again. You groan into his mouth as he begins to carress you. His lips leave your mouth and find their way down your neck. He continues to move down, and your breath begins to catch. You tense your back preparing to feel his mouth. He lifts his head slightly and then teases your nipple with the very tip of his tongue. You whimper softly, trying to raise yourself closer to his tongue, but he holds you down determined to torture you a little longer.
You bite your lip as you focus on his tongue taking its teasing liberty on your breasts. Suddenly he smiles a wicked smile. What? you ask half laughing.
Well, hello there. You jump as you suddenly see Qui-Gon standing in the doorway.
You bolt up quickly and push Obi-Wan away from you. Qui-Gon´s gaze makes you extremely aware of the fact that you are topless. A shot of adrenaline runs through your veins.
Obi-Wan touches your face as you sit transfixed in shock. Don´t be afraid. He´s not going to hurt you, he says with a slight chuckle.
You smack his arm away from you. Don´t touch me. You begin to scoot to the other side of the bed I don´t know what the two of you are up to, but I´m outta here. You get up from the bed and try to casually walk away as though you are not really half-naked. With your eyes to the ground, you pass by Qui-Gon and then instantly feel strong hands on your shoulders and the brush of his clothes on your back. You begin to shake with a strange fear.
I would never harm you, little one, he says deep and low in your ear. In fact, I will leave if you ask me to. You feel his fingers run down your bare arms. They stop to tickle at the soft skin on the inside of your elbow. You shudder as you feel his lips lightly on your temple.
No I I can´t this this isn´t . you sputter as you bend your legs slightly to the side in order to lean against the bed.
Obi-Wan crawls to the end of the bed and touches your chin. But this is what you want, isn´t it? he asks softly as he speaks the words against your lips. His lips tug a little harder on yours until he gets a good, soft moan out of you.
You feel a cool rush of air as you realize that your pants have suddenly fallen to your knees, followed by the sound of your boots unfastening. No fair that Obi-Wan is using the Force against you again, but you feel completely unable to protest. Your knees about give out as Qui-Gon´s fingertips run down your back as he kneels to help you out of your remaining clothes.
You lean into the bed as Obi-Wan tangles his fingers in your hair and kisses you harder, his soft groans sending shivers through you. Suddenly you find your lips unable to continue as you feel Qui-Gon send light kisses up your spine with his fingers following up the side of your body. You then feel his hands around your waist, and you are lifted to the bed, Obi-Wan pulling you close as he backs up. His arm surrounds your waist tightly and you press against the even larger bulge in his pants.
Obi-Wan brings his face level with yours and licks his lips. He passes you back to lean against Qui-Gon, who you suddenly discover is naked by the feel of his chest on your back.
While you watch Obi-Wan undress, Qui-Gon lightly caresses your stomach while offering tender kisses to your shoulder. His lips run up to your neck, and you begin to gasp as his fingers tickle up to your breasts. Another whimper escapes your throat as you eye a now naked Obi-Wan who sits on the bed, leaning back casually to watch. As your eyes focus in on the beautiful cock that stands at attention, your breath catches in your throat again, both from the view and from Qui-Gon teasing your nipples with his fingertips.
You lean to the side and turn your head to find Qui-Gon´s lips. Your head sinks as far back as it can against his large frame as his mouth devours yours. You instinctively grab the back of his head to pull yourself deeper into the kiss. You pray for strength to remain kneeling as his tongue expertly enters your mouth, and you become aware of the tiny squeaks escaping your throat that meet his low growl.
He breaks from the kiss and and sucks your earlobe between his lips. Tell me what you want, love, he whispers as he pushes his very hard and very large cock into your back.
You, you say desperately and then groan as his hand quickly runs down your stomach, and you feel a long finger slide between your legs and back up to your stomach again.
Are you sure, he asks. He slides his finger up and down your clit again and then runs his hand back up to your breast. The only thing you can respond with is another groan. Me?
Please, you say through ragged breaths.
Oooh, you have her begging, Master, Obi-Wan says with a sarcastic chuckle. But I was here first. He begins to crawl toward you.
No, you order resoundly at Obi-Wan who stops moving. You have to watch.
It is now Qui-Gon who chuckles as Obi-Wan scrunches his face and raises upright in front of you.
I said, you begin as you push him hard on his chest, and he falls back to the bed on his elbows, you have to watch, you smart ass.
Obi-Wan gives a rather indignant sigh and begins to raise himself up again.
Do as she says, Padawan, Qui-Gon says with a sly grin as he lightly nibbles on your shoulder.
You have a lesson to learn, you growl at Obi-Wan who sighs reluctantly this time and leans back on his elbows. You bite your lip and smile at him and silently congratulate yourself as his cock jumps.
A strong hand grabs your hair as Qui-Gon turns your head again to take your mouth in his. He presses more insistently at your back this time and says to your lips, Are you ready for me? To encourage your response, he sinks his finger between your legs again.
Yeeesssss, you moan to him as you move your hips in rhythm with his caressing of your clit. A groan is then released from both of you as his finger slides up inside you.
Yesss I think you are ready, he says. His arm tightens around your waist and you feel yourself lifted somehow from the bed, your back sliding up his chest. You push your legs back to open yourself wider. Suddenly a flash of pain followed by a rush of pleasure races through you as he enters you and groans loud into your ear, Oooooh you´re ti-i-ight nnnnnhhhh .
You squeal as this large man begins to pump you slowly. You arch your back and let your head fall back against his strong shoulder. You feel yourself simply floating against his chest as his arms hold you comfortably around your waist. You no longer object to them using the Force against you. You wrap one arm up behind you to encircle his neck and grab his strong arm with the other hand.
As he steadily picks up the pace, you cry out as the pressure builds and builds inside you. Suddenly, Obi-Wan comes to mind and you force your eyes open and raise your head. You drink in the vision of him breathing heavily and biting his lip as he watches you and Qui-Gon. You close your eyes again and allow your head to fall back.
You gasp with surprise as you suddenly feel a bite on the front of your hip. You look down to see Obi-Wan looking up at you with longing eyes. He takes your skin hungrily between his lips across your stomach to your other hip, and then he moves his way up. He pulls your grasping fingers off Qui-Gon´s arm and sucks one slowly into his mouth as his eyes look up at you. He continues to suck on your finger, flicking it with his tongue, until he elicits a wanton moan from you. Satisfied, he takes moves to another finger.
No longer able to keep your head up, you let it fall back again, and Qui-Gon bites your ear and thrusts into you deeper. You cry out as you simultaneously feel hot, wet suction on your breast. You grab the back of Obi-Wan´s head and arch your back even further to encourage him.
Obi-Wan presses his body into yours as he licks and sucks at your breasts. Your mind swims as you feel yourself melt into both of these men who adamantly pleasure you. Unintelligible mutterings escape from your lips as you feel yourself surrender to them.
Qui-Gon moans loudly, Oooooh you feel so good. His thrusting increases in speed. I can´t hold it I .
Yes yes yes is all you can mutter at the sound of his desperate groaning for you. Close so close, you squeak, trying to rush yourself along.
Qui-Gon growls as his hand runs swiftly down your stomach. He pushes down on you so your clit comes directly into contact with his large cock. Now now!
You grind your fingers into Obi-Wan´s shoulders and scream out as you come in a hard flash. You jerk your body between the two of them as you ride the long wave. As you squeeze Qui-Gon´s cock with each spasm of pleasure, he suddenly presses you forward. Obi-Wan easily re-establishes your balance between them. Qui-Gon lets out a roar as he explodes inside of you.
Without warning, Qui-Gon rapidly spins you to face him, and you wrap your legs around him as he continues to pump his orgasm into you. His eyes bore into yours as he groans one last time. He then kisses you hard and leans you back on the bed. His breathing remains labored as he lightly kisses your eyelids, then your cheeks. He then lays on his side, propped up on his elbow and caresses your cheek with his fingers.
You then feel Obi-Wan move to your other side, and he presses himself into your thigh. He gives you that look that says, My turn.
That´s what you think, you say with a tease.
What? he asks.
I don´t think you learned your lesson, you reply. You roll on your side to face Qui-Gon who is suppressing a grin.
But
Sorry, you say. You were rude.
Rude? How was I rude?
You teased me, you taunted me you say and stop your words before you laugh.
Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon says with a scolding tone, I do believe you need to be punished for treating a beautiful woman with disrespect.
Obi-Wan tries to snuggle into you, but you scoot closer into Qui-Gon, enjoying torturing him. Sorry, you say. Good night.
Qui-Gon pulls you to rest on his chest. Perhaps you will be more mindful of your actions next time, Padawan.
You hear Obi-Wan whimper in protest and then flop over on his back with a disgusted sigh. You try to hide your victorious smile the best you can.
You awake to find yourself mostly in the same position as when you fell asleep, still laying on Qui-Gon´s chest. You roll to your back and your shoulder hits against Obi-Wan´s shoulder. You look at him and suppress a giggle as he is still flat on his back and staring up at the ceiling. He turns his head to you and gives you a pathetic look.
You laugh out loud now. Have you been like that all night?
He folds his arms on his chest but says nothing.
Hmmm. Very well, you say and roll back over to face Qui-Gon who is now awake.
Obi-Wan sighes. I said I was sorry.
No you didn´t.
Oh, he says followed by silence. The bed shifts, and then you feel his hand on your back. I´m sorry, he says.
I don´t believe you. Your words belie the shiver that runs through you as his fingers caress your shoulders and neck.
I am truly, he says as he kisses your shoulder, truly, he kisses your neck, sorry, he kisses your ear and runs his fingers lightly up your thigh and hip.
I think you may need to prove it to her, Qui-Gon says. He then looks at you. And I feel I am partially to blame for my padawan´s behavior. I am responsible for his teachings after all. Qui-Gon gently kisses your lips as he rolls you onto your back.
We can be quite persuasive when we work together, Obi-Wan says softly into your ear.
We shall do our best to prove our remorse to you, my lady, Qui-Gon says. He kisses you fully this time. Especially Obi-Wan.
Yes, Obi-Wan says. He turns your head to him and kisses you until you feel yourself sinking further into the mattress. He pulls away from your lips and looks into your eyes. Do you believe me now?
Before you can answer, Qui-Gon´s lips are on yours. Your head swims as these two Jedi compete with each other for your lips, each stealing you from the other before you have a chance to breathe. Both run their hands up and down your body in perfect synchronization.
Obi-Wan kisses you intensely one last time and departs from your lips with a quiet groan. His breathing is rough as he says, How shall I make my penance, do you think? It is impossible for you to speak. Hmmm Let´s see . His eyes follow your body as it involuntarily moves in response to hands running the length of it. Do you like being touched like this? he asks softly as he plants wet kisses down your neck and chest.
You sigh as his mouth covers your breast. Qui-Gon takes your hands and lays them gently above your head. He then kisses the insides of your wrists, your forearms, and your elbows. You begin to moan as you feel Obi-Wan stroking your thighs as his mouth moves down your stomach. Qui-Gon then follows suit and kisses your neck and shoulders.
You lose all sense of orientation as the heat from these two men envelops you. Obi-Wan licks your hip and lets his tongue run all the way down the inside of your thigh, causing you to cry out a little louder. Your moans are compounded by Qui-Gon circling one nipple with his finger and the other with his tongue.
You feel your whole body twitch in anticipation as Obi-Wan spreads your legs. He puts your right leg over his shoulder and begins a maddening path of light kisses and nibbles down the inside of your thigh. You dig your fingertips into Qui-Gon´s back, and he responds by sucking your breast into his mouth.
Obi-Wan lightly blows on you and just barely runs his finger around your swollen nub. Your hips buck in response and you grunt. Suddenly, both men stop their ministrations. You look around at the ceiling to get some sense of yourself, but lose it when you feel Obi-Wan´s wet tongue slide up and down your clit. You release a cry of surrender and begin to grind your hips in time with his erotic kiss. Qui-Gon gently caresses your breasts and stomach. You have the distinct impression that he is watching you, but you cannot take a moment to verify it. You grab at the pillows, the wall, searching for anything to grasp as you tumble into these sensations.
Obi-Wan pushes your left leg further up the bed and flicks his tongue faster on your clit. You feel yourself quickly approaching the edge. You force out a raspy command, Slow please He obeys, slowing to langorous licks. Yesss ooooooo . is your response. You try to spread your legs even wider, pushing yourself down onto his tongue.
Are you ready?
You are startled by the sound of Qui-Gon´s voice in your ear.
Just let go. Let it go, he says softly.
You begin to whimper as you feel yourself get higher and higher. The sounds of Obi-Wan moaning as he pleasures you finally reach your ears, and you begin to tremble. His tongue has found an unceasing rhythm on you, and you begin to give over to it.
Reward him, Qui-Gon whispers as he licks your ear. Come for him.
You look down to watch Obi-Wan. The sight of his tongue on you, his eyes looking up at you hungrily, is the push that sends you over the top. Ooooh don´t stop don´t stop, you whisper loudly as you bring Qui-Gon´s head back to your breasts. You feel his mouth take in your nipple as you grind your hips harder to Obi-Wan´s tongue as it moves faster on you. You arch your back hard and cry out loudly as the delicious orgasm hits you, the waves washing through you one after another after another for what seems like an eternity. You finally collapse deliriously beneath these two men.
Before you can think to rest, Obi-Wan moves swiftly to devour your body in his mouth. He quickly comes to your lips and kisses you hard, his tongue missing no part of yours. He desperately kisses your cheek and your neck. I want you, he growls in your ear.
Take me, you respond breathlessly.
A fraction of a second later, he thrusts his hard cock inside you, letting out a loud groan as your wetness consumes him. He recklessly runs his lips all along your neck and chest, moving from shoulder to shoulder. With each push into you he grunts his pleasure.
You wrap your legs around his slim hips to admit him deeper and deeper into you. Your arousal quickly builds again, and you begin to whimper for release.
Oooh, baby, he growls. You feel so good so his words are broken by another loud groan. Come again for me please He slides one arm under the small of your back and tilts you up slightly so that his cock rubs simultaneously on your clit and on your sweet spot inside. You give him the response he seeks as you moan in ecstasy. That´s it, he says into your open mouth as a sheen of sweat breaks out on his forehead. I wanna make you come he growls your name as your tighten your muscles around his thrusting.
You cannot stand to hold it any longer. Yessss make me come pleeeease please! You grasp at the tight muscles of his back.
He yells out and thrusts you hard as you tumble again over the edge, bucking your hips to his. Within an instant he follows you, filling you up as his climax shoots into you. He rides you hard as you milk every last drop out of him. He then grunts one last time before falling on top of you, his head resting on your shoulder.
You run a hand through his sweat-soaked hair and kiss his forehead as his hot breath begins to slow against your neck. You extend your other arm to Qui-Gon and caress his cheek as he lays on his side observing you. He takes your hand and tenderly kisses your fingers.
So am I forgiven? Obi-Wan asks as he puts his arm around your waist and nuzzles into your neck.
Well you say in a teasing tone.
He lifts his head and looks up at you with one eyebrow raised. You are at once incredibly happy and incredibly annoyed at how sexy he is.
You laugh. Okay, okay, I forgive you.
He flashes you his token grin and happily lays down on your shoulder again and soon seems to be asleep.
You turn to Qui-Gon who has moved in closer to you. How do you put up with him? you ask.
Qui-Gon wraps his fingers around yours, kisses you tenderly, and then smiles. They made me take him on as my apprentice. Forced him on me. What could I do?
I heard that, Obi-Wan says, voice muffled by your neck. You tug lightly on Obi-Wan´s ear and then settle comfortably between your two roommates and drift off to sleep.
When you awake again, you are alone in the bed. How you slept through them getting up, you´ll never know. You stretch out from your fingers to your toes and then roll out of the bed. The cold air hits you as soon as you leave the warmth of the covers, and you hurry to your room. You check the clock and are surprised at the late hour. It is almost mid-day, and you thank the powers that be that you have the day off.
You savor a long, hot shower and get dressed into your token day-off clothes. You then walk out into the tiny kitchen to search for something to quell the growling in your stomach. You turn as you hear the door open and see Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan enter.
Good morning, Qui-Gon says in that lovely tone of his.
Hmmm, Obi-Wan says as he looks at the clock. No wonder the galaxy is in such turmoil these days with military officers sleeping half the day away.
You walk with purpose to him, grab his head, and pull him into a quick, but deep, kiss. You then push him back as he looks half-stunned and then yank hard on his braid. Don´t mess with me, you order.
Suddenly, the door chime rings and you push the button on the wall to open the door.
Hey, girlfriend, your friend says to greet you. Nothing in my place to eat but rations. Wanna join me for some tasty mess hall food?
Sure, you say, as you look back at Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan, who is still rubbing his head near his braid.
You Jedi boys wanna join us? your friend purrs.
No thank you, Qui-Gon replies. We have other matters to attend to. But we appreciate the invitation.
Suit yourself, she answers and then follows you out into the hall.
She gives a little snort and says, They are so completely gay.
You grin. Absolutely.