Title: The Return 13

by: Dorotea

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Obi-Wan and Kaeleena are reunited after a week apart and Kaeleena's

sister visits.

Author's Notes: Not quite the Qui-Smut I was promising, but leading up to it...

;-) I promise!

"All that you wanted baby is right in front of you Is my message getting through

to you True communication is always hard to find When you've left your words

behind Do you know where you are going Do you know where you go There's no way

of knowing If you let him go"

'Make Out Alright', Divinyls

The Return 13

"Obi-Wan is your revenge," Elspeth announces. You are sitting with your sister

on a bench in the Jedi Temple, waiting for Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon to meet you. She

has been visiting you for a week and has spent most of it analyzing you. You are

starting to get annoyed. You grab a piece of chocolate from the package she is

holding and stuff in it your mouth. Obi-Wan has been gone over a week on a

mission and the chocolate is a sad replacement. What is worse is you are leaving

tomorrow on a mission. Sometimes you think Qui-Gon was right three years ago; it

would be easier not to be in a relationship.

"You might not be doing it consciously," your sister continues, "but you are

fucking Obi-Wan to hurt Qui-Gon. It is your revenge for him dumping you three

years ago." "I am not fucking Obi-Wan, I am in love with him," you tell her

smugly. "So, you aren't fucking him?" she asks with a smirk. "We express our

deep, undying love for each other." She laughs. "Whatever. Obi-Wan is expressing

his deep and undying love for you because by stealing you away from his 'father

figure' he proves himself to be a man." You roll your eyes at her and grab

another chocolate. "We are in love," you answer. "That I believe, the problem is

you love both of them," she says matter of factly. "Yes, but I love them in

different ways," you explain. She arches her eyebrows. "You keep telling

yourself that," she says as she stuffs a chocolate in your mouth to keep you

from arguing.

You look around and see Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon in the distance striding in your

direction. "There they are," you smile, watching Obi-Wan's sexy swagger. Your

sister grins, "You're right, Obi-Wan has grown up a lot since I last saw him,

but I still say you are crazy for giving up Qui-Gon. Look at that man walk.

Powerful, forceful, he just radiates sex appeal. Just imagine, that large,

powerful man on top of you, his hips slamming into you, his huge cock inside of

you, filling you...Oh, you've been there, done that." You are choking, spitting

chocolate out everywhere, "Elsie! Please!" "What's wrong, bring back pleasant

memories? I guess it is a good thing you don't love him like that anymore," she

responds mockingly. ."I don't think of him like that!" you exclaim quickly,

trying to clean the chocolate off your tunic.

She gives you an evil grin, "You called out his name in your sleep last night,

quite passionately." "Whose name?" you ask suspiciously. "Qui-Gon's," she

responds smugly. "I did not!" you protest. She arches an eyebrow, "I recorded

it." "You are a Sith! You are evil!" you shout as Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon reach the

two of you.

Obi-Wan wraps his arms around you in a hug. "I'm happy to see you too, my love."

You kiss him lightly, "Don't worry, I was speaking to my sister." Obi-Wan

extends a hand to your sister, "It is good to see you again, Elspeth." Elspeth

stands to shake his hand, she is almost as tall as him, with long honey colored

hair. "Qui-Gon, you remember my baby sister from Lili's wedding don't you?" you

ask.

Qui-Gon smiles and nods. "Yes, I do. You've grown up a lot since then, though."

Elspeth smiles, "Yes, I just shot up, overnight practically." You notice that

Qui-Gon does not appear to be referring to her height, as his eyes are fixated

on her chest.

You roll your eyes, whatever. "We are going out tonight," you say to Qui-Gon.

"We, who?" he asks. "All of us," you answer, giving him your sweet, innocent

smile. "When?" "Um, about two hours, I still have to get ready. I need Obi-Wan's

help," you say with a smirk. "What, exactly do you require Obi-Wan's help with

in getting ready?" Qui-Gon asks

"I'll need him to wash my back in the shower; then I'll need his help picking

out an outfit; then I'll need help getting dressed. Woud you like me to go into

more intimate detail?" you respond teasingly. "You are a cruel bitch," your

sister whispers in your ear. You ignore her.

Qui-Gon just gives you an amused glance. "That is fine." "Maybe you would like

to show my sister around the temple?" you ask Qui-Gon. He glances at your

sister, she smiles sweetly. "Could you?" she asks coyly. "Hasn't Kaeleena

already shown you around the temple?" he asks Elspeth. "Well, she had to work a

lot, plus I would love to spend some time with you."

"Please, Qui-Gon? We could meet you in two hours for dinner," you ask. Qui-Gon

studies you quietly for a moment, then answers, "I would be honored to entertain

you for a couple hours, Elspeth." He smiles at Elspeth, and you can she melted

completely. 'Entertain?!' you think. You whisper in your sister's ear, "Don't

say I never did anything for you." She whispers back, "Consider last night's

recording erased."

Qui-Gon offers Elspeth his arm and she accepts. As they walk off together, you

feel a pang of uneasiness. It is not jealousy, you tell yourself, just too much

chocolate. You stare after them for a while before you even realize Obi-Wan is

nuzzling your neck and whispering in your ear.

You turn to face him. "I missed you, Obi-Wan," you say. "I missed you too," he

says, as he puts his hands on your hips and pulls you closer. "I can't believe

you're leaving tomorrow," he says sadly. You sigh, "We can talk everyday,

hopefully the mission will only take a couple of days. It is better than nusery

duty. Let's go, I really need that shower." He kisses you, then smiles, "Yeah,

you smell like chocolate."

"I'll race you," you challenge him with a smirk. "You'll lose." "Only if you

cheat again." "What do I get if I win?" he asks with a leer. "I'll let you be on

top." His hand moves up your body, caressing your breast through your tunic.

"Hmm...I think you will let me be on top anyway." You kiss his neck, nipping it

gently. "Only one way to find out," you say pulling away from him. "You have to

catch me!" You sprint away from him, running through the halls of the temple.

You can hear him running behind you, both of you ignore the stares of other Jedi

as you race through the halls.

He force leaps and tackles you a few feet away from the door to your room. "That

is cheating!" you scream, laughing. He pins you down to the floor. "It is not, I

caught you didn't I?" he exclaims. "It is..." you start to protest, but he

silences you with a deep, hard kiss, his tongue thrusting into your mouth. You

thrash beneath him, trying to get away.

He stops, "Where are you trying to go?" "Maybe we should go into my room," you

laugh. "As you wish, precious," he says as he climbs off of you. You key open

the door and walk in. He follows you, locking the door behind you.

He takes off his cloak. "I get to be on top," he announces. "You didn't win, you

cheated!" you say as you take off your belt and sit down on the bed. You pull

off your boots and throw one at him. It bounces off his leg. "Ouch!" he

exclaims. "You'll pay for that!" he says in a mock threatening voice. He pulls

of his boots and stalks toward you. "Lie down," he orders.

You smile innocently from the edge of the bed, "Make me," you challenge. He

gives you a cocky half-grin, then lunges toward you. You quickly jump away, but

he manages to grab your arm. You struggle to get away, but he soon has you

pinned down on the bed. He rips open your tunics and attacks your exposed

breasts with his mouth. Suckling first, then gently drawing your aroused nipples

between his teeth. You moan softly, trying to squirm away from him.

"Are you trying to get away from me?" he asks huskily. "Yes," you say, suddenly

kneeing him, and untangling yourself from while he groans in pain. You laugh,

"And I just did." He growls at you, "I guess I'll just have to tie you up then."

"Try it," you say teasingly. He quickly takes off his belt and tunics. He leers

at you as he takes his sash and reaches for your arms.

"Take off the tunics," he demands. You don't move. He moves closer to you. "Do I

have to remind who is in charge?" he asks in a low voice. You smile sweetly, "I

know who is in charge." "Who?" "Me!" you exclaim gleefully. "Wrong answer!" he

growls with a wicked smile. He lunges at you, tearing off your tunics and

pushing you onto your back. He puts a leg on either side of you, trapping you.

You wiggle beneath him, feeling his arousal grow.

He grabs your arms and lifts them above your head. He wraps the sash around your

wrists and through the headboard, securing you to the bed. "Who is in charge?"

he asks, with a triumphant look on his face. "You?" you question hesistantly.

"Yes, now say it." "You are in charge, Obi-Wan," you answer submissively.

He smiles triumphantly. He grabs the waistband of your pants and pulls them off

of you. His puts his hands on your thighs, caressing them. You spread your legs

for him. "Oh, beautiful," he moans as he plunges his face between your legs, his

mouth attacks you, his tongue wildly lapping up your wetness. You moan and rock

your hips as his tongue darts inside of you. His hands dig into your hips as you

writhe with pleasure.

"You taste so good," he moans, sliding his fingers into you. You gasp as his

fingers thrust into you, sending a hot rush of lust through you.

He moves his tongue up your body, licking languidly. His mouth finds a nipple

and begins sucking. Your nipple is hard and his hot, wet tongue brings you

spasms of pleasure. Your body is throbbing for him. Your hips rock with his hand

as you moan. You close your eyes and let the sensations sweep over you.

Obi-Wan moves on top of you. "I want you," he gasps. Moaning you answer, "I want

you too." "You can have me," he moans as he enters you. His hard cock fills you,

his hips grind slowly into you. You arch your back, pushing him in deeper. He

moans as his tempo increases, a desperate need for him drives you to wrap your

legs around him and frantically thrust your hips into his. You scream with

pleasure as you come, the orgasm surging through you with such force you feel as

if your are going to explode.

He groans loudly and bites down into your shoulder as he climaxes, his hips

violently smashing into you. He buries his head between your breasts as he

catches his breath. "Thank you," you say. "I needed that." He laughs softly, "My

pleasure."

He reaches up and unties your arms. "I missed you so much, are you sure you want

to go out tonight? We could just stay in bed," he asks nuzzling your neck. "I

don't know if I want to leave my sister alone with Qui-Gon that long." "Why not?

I'm sure they can find something to do. You wouldn't be jealous, would you?"

Obi-Wan asks with a smirk. "No, " you say quickly. "But, she is dangerous."

Obi-Wan laughs, "Well, she is your sister, so that goes without saying. But, I

think Qui-Gon can probably handle her." You ignore that feeling of uneasiness

that plagues you again and pull Obi-Wan out of bed. "Let's go, she might analyze

him to death," you say.

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About an hour later, you and Obi-Wan are showered, dressed and walking to his

and Qui-Gon's quarters. You are rather annoyed, as Obi-Wan didn't approve of any

of your clothes other than the most boring dresses. You finally got him to agree

to a long skirt that comes just below your belly button and a loose fitting

mid-drift blouse to show off your new belly ring.

"I think we should just get rid of most of your clothes, they are far too

revealing. You don't need to wear things like that," he says sternly. "I'll wear

whatever I want," you say sharply. "You will not!" You stop walking and turn to

him. "I will!" you say defiantly. He furrows his eyebrows and glares at you,

"What did you say?" "You heard me! I'll wear what I want to!"

"I do not appreciate this attitude," he says harshly. You can feel the anger

radiating from him, mixing with yours. You try to cotnrol yours. "Exactly!" you

exclaim. "Exactly, what?" he yells. "I do not appreciate your attitude either!"

you yell, then you give him a small smile. He sighs heavily, "Maybe we could

compromise." "Okay, I'll wear whatever I want," you say smiling as you turn and

walk away.

He catches up with you. Walking beside you he asks, "How is that a compromise?"

You stop as you reach the door to their quarters. "You are still alive, aren't

you?" you say with a big grin. He frowns at you. "We are going to talk about

this later," he warns as he keys open the door.

The door opens and the two of you walk in. You both come to a dead stop as you

see your sister and Qui-Gon entangled naked on his bed. You stand motionless

with your mouth open. Obi-Wan closes it for you. "Um, we'll leave," Obi-Wan says

with embarrassment. He turns around and starts to walk out, then realizes you're

still standing, staring at them. He tugs lightly on your arm.

You slap his hand away. "Couldn't you have waited until after dinner? You don't

even know each other," you say accusingly. "Let's go," Obi-Wan urges, rolling

his eyes. Your sister looks at you in disbelief and you swear Qui-Gon just looks

amused. Too amused. Bastard, he wanted you to see them like this. Obi-Wan takes

your arm and pulls you out of the room, keying the door closed behind you.

"Years," you mutter. "What?" Obi-Wan asks. "Years!" you say louder. He gives you

a befuddled look. "He made me chase him for years!" you rant. "I spent years

trying to get him to sleep with me! My evil, Sith Lord of a sister spends less

than two hours with him and gets him to fuck her. It just isn't fair. It isn't

right! He is a fucking bastard!" "You're jealous," Obi-Wan says flatly. "It

doesn't have anything to do with jealousy, it is the principle of the matter.

Why should he consent to her so quickly, when he made me work so hard!" you

scream.

Obi-Wan looks at you blankly, "I don't know." "Obviously he's trying to get even

with me!" Obi-Wan sighs, "You're jealous," he says again. You glare at him, "I

am not! I don't care who he sleeps with. Why should I care?" "I don't know, why

should you?" Obi-Wan asks softly. "I do not care!" "Who are you trying to

convince, me or yourself?" You look into Obi-Wan's beautiful eyes, you can feel

your chin starting to tremble. You have a thousand conflicting feelings surging

through you. The confusion is terrifying to you. You struggle to control your

emotions and focus. "I'm sorry, " you say softly. He puts his hand behind your

neck and kisses your forehead. "What are you sorry for?" "Screaming at you; I'm

okay now," you say looking down at your feet. "Are you?" he asks with concern.

You nod, not looking up. Tears are streaming down your face. He kisses the top

of your head. "It's okay to care," he says. "I don't want to care," you whimper.

He wraps his arms around you, holding you, rocking you gently as you cry softly

into his chest.

TBC