The Return

by Dorotea

Type: Adult

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: None

Author's Notes: This is my first attempt at fan-fiction and smut. I hope it

is at least tolerable!

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You are standing in the temple, just watching the activity all around you.

You have been gone for almost three years on a mission, it feels good to be

home again. Then you see him, he is striding quietly through the throngs of

Jedi and Jedi-to-be. He stands out even though he is not trying to. He is

very tall and powerfully built. You try turn and leave, but you can't. You

try now to feel anything, but your stomach tickles and you suddenly feel hot

and flushed. "I must leave now, before he sees me.," you think, but move you

do not. You feel frozen in place and he is getting closer, he will soon spot

you. You take one more look at his face and then start to walk away. You

sense that he has seen you, so you begin to walk faster. There is no point

in bringing back those feelings, nothing good could come of it, ok, well

maybe some good, you think to yourself.

He is walking behind you now, you can feel his presence. "Kaeleena?" You

hear the thought in your head. "Damn, you woud think after 3 years the bond

would be broken." "Kaeleena, would please stop walking, I would like to talk

to you face to face." You feel the warmth rise in you, just from this

sharing of thoughts, you attempt to push it away and shield your thoughts,

sending no response to Qui-Gon. "Little one, you know I can catch you,

remember that time in the woods?" The time in the woods, oh yes, you

remember that one quite well. A smile comes to your face, then you remember

the painful parting when you left on your mission. "Go away", you send to

the Master and you speed up pace. You get no response, so you decide he has

taken the hint. You should be pleased, but a nagging sadness lingers. You

turn the corner to your quarters and there he is standing in front of the

door. His legs are slightly apart and his arms are crossed. When he sees

you, he smiles. "There is no escape, little one."

You momentarily consider just turning and walking away, but he would only

have to take one long stride to be in front of you again, so might as well

just get it over with now. "Please do not call me little one," you respond

trying to keep your voice strong and even, "Come in." You reach around him

and open the door to your room. You walk in and he follows you. He closes

the door behind him and locks it.

"Why did you lock that?" You demand.

He smiles again and responds, "Privacy".

You give him a harsh smile,"We don't need any privacy, our relationship is

over. Remember, it was less painful that way." You throw his words back in

his face. See how he likes that.

He glances down for a second and then walks over and puts his hand on your

shoulder. Why must he always touch. How are supposed to think with his hands

on you. "Kaeleena, I'm sorry that you were hurt, but I told you before the

affair began that it was not a good idea. I knew you would get hurt, but you

pursued me."

Masters, they had such good memories. You wanted to blame him for

everything. He had completely ruined you for other men, you have a right to

be angry. You turn away from him and sit down on the sleep sofa. "Qui-Gon,

I, umm...", you falter unsure of what to say. How can you tell how much

you've missed him; his hands touching you, his lips kissing you? How you

only turned away to save yourself from another painful parting. You had

wanted him so much, you had chased him, you had been so happy when he

returned your feelings. The two of you had shared stolen moments between

missions, on missions, whenever you could. Then you found out you would be

going on a long-term mission, 3 years or maybe longer. When you told him,

you felt a wall close in him, he had shut you out. Why, because he was

hurting, because he didn't want to be faithful, why?

Qui-Gon moves silently and sits next to you. His hand strokes you cheek

gently, brushing away stray tears you hadn't even realized were there. His

hand brushes stray hair away from your face, his finger traces your lips.

You can feel yourself melting. "I wanted you to be free to find someone who

could give you more. You deserved better than what we had. Stolen moments

are not enough for a woman as beautiful as you.".

You look up at him. Giving him a sad smile you say,"You are the only man

I've ever wanted. You are the only man I will ever want."

He looks intently at you. You can not read his expression at all. He

continues to stare for what seems like an enternity, finally he speaks,

"There has not been any other woman since you. I only want you." He leans

forward and kisses you very softly on the lips. His touch is so light, you

can barely feel. It has always amazed how such a large man can be so gentle

and graceful. You return his kiss, opening your mouth to allow his tongue to

slide in. His hand moves to your shoulder and then slips down to your

breast. He softly caresses you as your nipples begin to harden. He begins to

kiss you harder and his hands begin to massage your breasts forcefully. You

lie back on the sleep sofa, pulling him with you. You kiss his neck and move

your hands around his massive chest and down to undo his belt. His belt

undone, you toss it across the room and spread open his tunic, your hands

caressing his chest. He removes your belt and tunic completely. He rubs his

fingers across your erect nipples and then leans down and begins to tease

them with his tongue. He licks your nipples and then takes them completely

into his mouth sucking hard. You begin to moan softly, it has been so long

and this feels so good. His hand slides down to your thigh and then up

between your legs. He can feel your wetness through your pants. You gasp as

his hand begins to rub harder. "Maybe we can remove our pants." You suggest

between moans. He moves down licking your stomach and caressing your legs as

he goes down. He pulls off your boots, then removes his own. He crouches at

your feet, then slowly he moves on top of you. With his knees straddling

yours he put his hands on the outside of the waistband of your pants. He

looks down at you and smiles. "Do you wish me to continue, little one?"

"Please," You whisper. "I want you deep inside of me."

As he strokes your face gently, he says, "I don't know, this morning you

turned away from me, maybe we should talk first."

"Talk now?" you exclaim. Was he insane? You could feel his hardness against

your leg, you knew he wanted you. "We can talk later, I promise." Masters,

always trying to negotiate!

He smiles down at you, his hand softly caressing your breasts again. "I

don't want to hurt you again. We are Jedi, our first duty must always be to

the council, not each other."

You close your eyes and sigh. Your reach down and stroke his cock through

the rough cloth of his pants. "We can work it out later, take off your

pants."

"I'm the Master, you are only a knight." He says roughly.

"You should put in my place then." You respond hopefully. It was an old game

the two of you had played. He knew you liked being dominated.

As an answer he begin to kiss you roughly, pushing your head back into the

sleep sofa. His large hands moving harshly all over your body. He stops them

on your arms, pinning you down. "Have you been naughty over the three years

we've been apart?" he asks.

"Very. I've questioned my elders and talked back, punish me." you respond.

"I deserve to be punished." He smiles and pulls down off your pants.

"Spread your legs." he commands.

You obey immediately and he rewards you putting his hand between your legs.

He rubs you forcefully, enlarging your clitoris and making you moist with

anticipation. He quickly thrusts a finger into you, causing you to moan and

gasp. He follows with another finger rocking your hips. You move with his

hand, your pleasure building. You feel as if you are going to explode if he

doesn't fuck you right now. "Take me, fuck me." you gasp.

He removes his pants. You look at his cock lustfully, had it always been

that big? Oh god, you spread legs wider, arching your hips, inviting him to

enter you. He mounts you, but doesn't enter. You can feel his rock hard cock

against your vagina, hot and ready. "If we do this," he whispers, "you will

be mine always, little one." You stare into his beautiful eyes and answer

"Promise?".

"Yes, always and forever."

You moan as he pushes into you, at first slowly. *I don't want to hurt you*

he says in your mind. *Hurt me, please* you share with him. He begins to

thrust powerfully into you. His massive size does hurt, but not for long.

Your wetness allows him to slide in and out. Your hips rock together as he

his powerful thrusting pushes you up against the wall. Your nails rake his

back, gashing him as he pushes even harder. He moans loudly as takes you.

You begin to come, your musles contracting quickly as he quickens his pace.

He waits until you at the height of your orgasm, screaming, until he

releases his hold and explodes inside of you. He comes so hard he pushes the

both of you off the sleep sofa and onto the floor with a thud.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

Still out of breath you stuggle to respond. "Yes, fine." you finally say. He

gathers you into his arms and places you tenderly back on the sleep sofa. He

lies next you and you snuggle up to him. "We can talk now if you want" you

say. When he doesn't answer, you look up at his face. He is asleep. You

laugh softly, well, even masters have to sleep. You close your eyes, there

will be time talk later.