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The fever addling his brain, he stumbled blindly into the woods, coherent thought lost among the cacophony of voices in his mind. Stopping a moment to determine where he was he threaded his large hands through his sweat dampened hair. A growl issued from deep in his throat and he clutched hard at his head as though to silence the voices with a constrictive pressure. His hands came away with tangled with his own long hair ripped painfully from his head. He was burning up and growing more delirious, his only desire to rid himself of the blazing heat that consumed his every cell, making rational thinking nearly impossible..

Somewhere, not far off, came the sound of splashing water. Unsure and uncaring whether this might be an auditory hallucination due to his delirium, his feet began to move without cognitive thought toward the sound. Images of cool, rushing water, of chill breezes and of an existence not clouded with this interminable heat filled him. Forcing his mind to focus, to concentrate his frenzied thoughts in some semblance of order, he attempted to use the Force to lead him.

The best he could do was stagger through the foliage, grasping low hanging branches to hold himself upright. Reaching for one reedy branch, it only bent under weight and he fell face first into the underbrush. Unable to presently rise in his weakened condition, he lay there breathing heavily and moaning, without even the strength to wipe off the brittle, decomposing leaves that coated his face like a second beard.

This virus is going to kill me, he thought as he rolled onto his back, gazing up into the forest canopy that swayed and rustled with the wind above him. The sunlight flickering through the moving leaves. Never mind the fever, sleep, the woods whispered to him and he almost conceded to its wish when the reassuring sound of sloshing water again reached his ears.

Water, he thought, I must get to water, and he began to crawl, then finally using all his might, pulled himself to his feet and waded through the thicket. What to him felt like hours passed as he made his way to a steep bank of a small lake. Gripping the gnarled trunk of a tree for leverage, he stared mesmerized as a gentle breeze rippled the water, creating flashes of light like sparkling jewels.

Another splash across the far side of the lake alerted him to another presence. A woman�, a woman he should know. His mind sought out the name of the woman who helped him after the shuttle crash. Sonya, no that wasn't quite it. Joyna, the breeze whispered into his ears. Joyna was the name of the gentle being who�d been nursing him to health.

Hidden in the heavy, verdant foliage, he saw her from the shore, his previous compulsions forgotten as she swam to a sandy beach area. His eyes widened as she rose from the water, naked and glistening like a mythological goddess.
She must have felt his presence, for no sooner was she on the beach when she instinctively turned in his direction. Even through his hazy thoughts, Qui-Gon could sense the powerful emotions that flashed over her, at first angry and embarrassment to concern and fear.

Joyna had need a distraction from the Jedi. Over the course of the week he was in her house, she found herself drawn to him. Of course, it was partially the entire romantic image in her head of peace loving, roving warriors who fought for the weak and less fortunate. No doubt this coupled with the fact he was such a prime specimen of manhood, tall and sturdy yet with an open and candid modesty that only doubled his attraction.
She reddened at the memory of offering herself to him and his extremely polite and assured decline. The man was more virtuous then a monk and yet when he sensed her insecurities, he went out of his way to assure her it was not for lack of her appeal, which did absolutely nothing but make her want him more.

His injuries from the accident hadn�t been life threatening and knowing a decent amount of healing skills, she tended to him herself. It was only when infection had set in that the need for a true healer had surfaced and she�d been forced to call one. Unable to take him to the town�s infirmary, the medical man had come to him, quickly determining a need for antibiotics to fight the infection and an analgesic to combat the fever and a sedative should he succumb to delirium.

That was two days ago and though the fever had yet to break, the healer assured her it would only be a matter of time. As suggested, she fed the Jedi soup and bathed his fevered body with cool water. As his temperature worsened he grew more frantic with sweat shakes and delirium and she found a need to dose him with the sleeper. Still, his strong mind raged against the unnatural slumber forced upon him and he became agitated and tried to physically fight off her intentions to minister to him.

Fortunately, his struggles caused no injury, but his body did begin to react in a very natural, very manly way to her proximity and she knew she had to flee before things got out of hand. As much as she desired him, if only for one fleeting moment, she couldn�t take advantage of him in this condition. The last thing she wanted was for him to hate himself or her.

After confirming he was sound asleep, she grabbed a clean set of clothes and headed down to the lake, determined to work off her excessive energies and frustrations. Being spring, the water was delightfully cool and quickly dissipated her overheated state, calming her mind. It was only a matter of days, she told herself and he would be gone, out of her life and she could move on.

A couple laps across the lake cleansed both body and mind and feeling refreshed she decided to sunbathe on the sand. It was after leaving the water she was overwhelmed with a sense of being watched. Her eyes followed her instinct and there across the small lake she saw Qui-Gon Jinn. Remembering her state of her nudity, she immediately felt herself blush that he should come upon her now. Then her mind angered that she should feel that way when it was he who intruded on her privacy. It was he, Mr. Righteous Jedi who stood there hidden in the shadows watching her. From there her mind jumped to the question of why and how he came to be there? What was wrong that he would search her out? While her mind raced with these questions, she watched with horrified fascination, his hand that gripped a tree fall slowly to his side and without any attempt to right himself, he fell down the embankment and into the water.

�NO!!� She screamed out, already diving back into the water, entreating the locals gods for her to reach him before his lungs filled with suffocating water. With long, expert strokes she cut the distance quickly in half. Noting with relief the splashing, from his vicinity. At least he was conscious and making some effort to save himself. Within seconds she was at his side, screaming his name as she endeavored to keep him afloat without being drowned along with him as he struggled.

�Qui-Gon, relax, I�ve got you,� she told him, trying to remain calm and project that calmness to him.

Hot, so hot,� he muttered in a more pacified state and began tearing at his clothes. Because his clothes only weighed him down more, Joyna calmed him by assisting with removing his shirt, feeling the incredible heat that radiated off his body. She kept slowly paddling with him to the shore, grateful that he no longer fought her.

�What were you thinking,� she questioned chastising, without any real expectation of an answer, �you could have drown� both of us could have..� her voice full of concern.
He suddenly squirmed in her grasp, turning around and pulling her against him and she felt his broad chest against her own naked one. �What are you do�� his mouth was suddenly pressed on hers, one hand beginning to stroke her back, while the other gently caressed a bare breast. His warm tongue slid into her mouth to stop any protests.
Confused, yet all her desire for him springing forth, she pushed against him trying to break the kiss. �Don�t want this�.� she murmured over his mouth.

�Liar,� he slurred, �I can feel your desire,� His hand slipped below her back gently stroking and kneading the roundness of her buttocks. Her body spiked with lust at his ministrations.

�No� don�t� yes I want you �� it was getting hard to think� desire was turning to need, a need that would not be turned away. �You refused me� you said you shouldn�t, couldn�t.. as badly as I want you�. Arrrggghhh.� she groaned uncontrollably, �we�ve got to stop.�

Grabbing his head, she pulled him closer, getting just the reaction she hoped for. His hands moved as if to embrace her and that moment she used her feet to push off him, quickly swimming to the near shore. A quick look behind told her he was already standing on bottom so there was little worry of drowning. The sudden lust that came over him seemed enough to purge him of the sedative and drive whatever deliriums from him, though she thought his current actions were still suspect.

Once she was able to stand on firm ground with her shoulders just barely out of the water, she turned and waited, not wanting him to relapse while still in the water. Watching as he walked toward her, every stride revealing more of his muscular body. She sighed with regret, thinking what a waste that she didn�t take advantage of that large, strong body. So lost in thoughts of sensuality, she hardly registered the fact he stood right in front of her. She was focused on watching the way the rivulets of lake water ran down his broad chest.
Glancing up, as tall as she was, he still stood over her by six inches, she gazed into azure eyes of smoky blue.

�Joyna..,� his voice was soft and tender, he laid a hand on the side of her face.� I apologize�� His hand traced a line on the contours of her face and chin, one finger moving down her chin, neck and chest. She wanted to stop him but as that fingered traced a path between her breasts her breath caught.

Suddenly he reached out, again pulling her to him. �Ohhh, Joyna� I do want you, I need you. Feel my desire.� He grasped her buttocks with both hands lifting her and pulling her close against him.

She could indeed feel his desire, for there was suddenly more of him, much more� large and erect, pressing his need on her. Damn, was her only thought as he began to position her over his hardened shaft.

�I won�t hurt you� I promise��

�No� � she cried, contrary to the ache she felt gathering between her legs, contrary to the kiss she gave him then squeezed out of his grasp

You�ll only regret it�� she growled hopelessly, turning again to shore. It then became a game as she heard him dive after her giving chase. She would have made it too had he not used his Force powers to trip her and yet she tried to scramble away.. laughing at his attempt to hold her. Suddenly she felt a large hand around her ankle and she squealed as she was held in place.

�Tell me you don�t want this.� Still on hands and knees, his hand squeezed her bottom then skimmed up her spine and rested on her shoulder. Holding her in place with one hand he began to massage his throbbing cock against her. Slowly he manipulated it against her. Rubbing his erection from the front of her slit to the back, each stroke spreading moist folds apart and driving deeper until she thought she�d go mad.
Her mind filling with it�s own fever. A powerful, demanding thirst, that erased any thought other than satisfying desire. She wanted him. She wanted to be wanted by him, desired by him beyond reason. Taken by force if necessary.

Just as suddenly he stopped and she feared he had come to his senses. �I want you Joyna�� he said quietly. �But I can offer you nothing, not even a promise to return, but I�d never hurt you. Never force you if you don�t want this ...�

For a full second, she considered scooting away and not allowing it� for a full second reason surfaced in her lust addled mind. But then what could only be fate caused the tide to rush in and it propelled him forward and he instinctively rocked his hips, pushing the bulging tip of his shaft into her. Whether it his groan of pleasure or the divine sensation of him inside her, she relinquished worries and concerns and allowed the most primitive drive to take control.

Desire overwhelmed her and took over and rocked slowly back. She could feel herself sliding over each delicious inch of his cock and before he filled her with his amorous girth, she pulled forward, feeling the friction of him pulling out. Again rocking back, taking him deeper with each concentrated effort she relished in the feeling of his immense size and how she could feel herself surrounding the firm cock. These thoughts increased her lust and she pushed back harder this time, sucking in breath at the almost painfully exquisite sensation to take him all in. One small spark of her brain amazed at the supreme control this man had as he remain stock still and let her direct movement. The sound of the tide lapping around them was only broken by his heavy, threaded breathing and as her body consumed his entire length he released a tortured groan.

Now ceasing her rocking, she began to sway her hips side to side, feeling his cock rubbing against the fleshy walls inside her. A satisfied smile crept on her lips as Qui-Gon moaned in earnest and his hands moved to her hips, fingers digging into her soft skin.
�Joyna� urrgghh� woman.. You feel so good�.� he threw his head back and pulled her harder against him, grinding himself into her. She could feel the tremendous tension in his body, how his body trembled� could imagine the struggle he was in trying maintain Jedi control over the lower emotions their lovemaking was unleashing. Immediately she pulled away and he grasped her hips tight, tugging her back causing her to cry out in pleasure as he impaled her.

This was all it took for him to lose that famed Jedi control and let those base wantings rule. Beginning a rhythmically motion, he slowly slid into her, using his hold on her hips to pull her at the same time. Enjoying the movement, Joyna clawed into the sand, her hands in tight little fists as she rocked back at the same time gaining maximum penetration, moaning with each thrust.

�That�s my girl�� Qui-Gon grunted as his thrusts quickened and he gazed down, watching as his hard cock plunged into her wetness, coming out glistening with her juices. �Take all of it� that�s it sweet lady .. That feel good�.do you like me in you fucking you? �

�Ahh� ahhhh yes� yes please don�t stop � she cooed abruptly as he filled her, �.make me come Qui-Gon.. Please make me come��
Releasing her shoulder he leaned over her, using a small bit of force powers to hold himself up so as not to have his considerable weight on her. One hand coming up between her legs, he tenderly stroked her wet clit while he still pumped his engorged cock into her.

�Qui-Gon,� she exclaimed, as her body began to tremble as her point of orgasm grew close.

�Does that feel good?� He asked as he pushed evermore harder and faster, his fingers stroking the very entrance of her in the same rhythm.

�Oh.. Oh my� ahh. Qui-Gon I�m going to�.� she squirmed under him, yet he held her in place.. �I�m coming�.�

He felt the already tight muscles that encircled his cock constrict at the same time her entire body pulsated and he pumped even harder, gyrating his hips so he hammered every inch of himself into her sweet body, exacting a most delicious friction.
Every cell of his being was engrossed in this one single moment and now nothing could stop it.

�argh� argh.. argh� he could only grunt as the tension and pressure in his own loins heightened to the point of no return and the heat and consummate pain of orgasm flooded. He climaxed hard, crying out in ecstasy as he rode her from behind, his seed spilling into her. His breaths came in great gasping waves and he moaned in delight, rolling off of her.
Joyna fell forward, unable to hold herself up anymore and giggled uncontrollably. �No regrets?� She asked smiling.

�No, none,� he answered breathlessly, stroking her cheek appreciatively.

�Good, because sometimes you just have to live in the moment.�