The Return 6

by Dorotea

Type: Adult

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: None

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Author's Notes: My inspiration for this part came from the following song:

"Loving you is easy, because you're beautiful

Making love with you is all I wanna do

Loving you is more than just a dream come true

Everything that I do is out of loving you

Noone else can make me feel the colors that you bring

Stay with me while we grow old and we will live each day in the

springtime

Loving you is easy because you're beautiful

Everyday of my life is filled with loving you"

"The huge evergrowing pulsating brain that rules from the centre of the

Ultraworld", by The Orb

You are running through the streets of Coruscant. You are being followed

closely by Obi-Wan, he is holding his lightsaber in one hand and a bottle of

wine in the other. You run into the Jedi Temple and stop to catch your

breath.

Obi-Wan runs straight into, causing you both to sprawl on the floor. You're

both laughing. "I think we lost them." you say breathlessly.

"I know I lost most of my clothing!" Obi-Wan exclaims All he is wearing are

pants and boots. You are both dripping wet. Your dress is clinging to your

every curve.

"At least you still have boots on," you proclaim, sticking your barefoot in

his face. He responds to this by sucking on your big toe. "Umm... I had to

run in bare feet. Who knew that swimming in a public fountain was illegal?"

"I don't think it was the swimming the security officials objected to,"

laughs Obi-Wan releasing your toe. The Temple was very dark and quiet at

this time of the very early morning. You hear the noise of security

officials outside the Temple doors.

"Oh damn, we better get out of here. I'll race you to my room," you say

standing up.

"You're wearing a dress, I don't think it would be a fair challenge."

"I'll win." you respond confidently.

He raises an eyebrow and smirks, "And if you lose?"

"I'll do whatever you want me to."

He grins widely. "You'll do that anyway."

You roll your eyes. "Cocky bastard, you better start running now, because

when I catch you..." before you finish the sentence he is halfway down the

hall. You give out a battle cry and chase after him.

The two of you run through the halls, his boots clanging loudly on the

floor. You are sure you are waking everyone in the temple. He reaches the

door to your quarters first. You arrive a few seconds later and push him up

against the door, kissing his bare chest.

"You lose," he says smugly.

"You cheated!" you proclaim as you open the door to your quarters.

He picks you up and carries you through the door. "I guess that means I have

to whatever you want then." The door closes behind you. "What do you want?"

he asks.

"You could put me down."

"As you wish," he throws you down on the sleep sofa along with the wine

bottle. He places his lightsaber on your nightstand.

"I'm wet, not the bed," you scream mid-air.

You glare up at him. He is standing over you smiling wickedly. "How wet are

you?" he asks.

"Very," you answer.

He bends down and takes the bottom of your dress in his hands, just holding

it.

"What are you doing?" you ask.

"This is such a beautiful dress, it is a shame."

"What is a shame?" you ask warily.

"That I'm going to do this to it," he answers as he rips the dress straight

up the middle.

You scream in mock horror and start laughing. "If my sister ever finds out

what happened to this dress, she is going to die of jealousy."

"I think she might get mad at me, that was an expensive dress," Obi-Wan

replies laughing.

"Well, don't worry, she is 8 months pregnant, you could outrun her without

even cheating."

He leans over you and kisses you softly on the lips. His hands begin to

caress your bare breasts. "Are you ready to do some more begging?" he asks

lustfully.

"Yes, if you can give me something to beg for."

He kisses you again, deeply this time. His hot tongue fills your mouth as

his hand goes lower. He parts your legs and begins moving his fist between

your legs. You moan and squirm as he increases the speed and pressure. Soon

your hips are rocking frantically as his hand moves ferociously against

you.

The pleasure hits you in waves, causing you to scream out. He cruelly pulls

his hand away. "Do you want me to continue?" he asks.

"Yes, please," you gasp.

He teases you by lightly tracing his finger along your opening.

You moan, "More please."

He smiles and moves between your legs. He grabs your legs and puts them over

his shoulders. You soon feel his tongue lightly licking you. The wet warmth

of it brings you spasms of pleasure. His tongue begins to move faster and

deeper as you rock your hips into his face.

He stops and commands, "Beg."

You are mad with lust, but you have had enough teasing for tonight. You move

your legs down from his shoulders and push him back with your feet. He falls

onto the floor on his back. You sit up, remove the remains of your dress,

and pounce on him.

Straddling his hips, you hold him down and kiss him. You reach down and

stroke his cock.

"Shall we remove your pants?" you ask.

"Yes," he moans.

You climb off of him and pull off his boots, tossing them across the room.

One of them hits a vase and breaks it, you barely notice. You pull off his

pants with your teeth, tossing them on the broken vase.

You run your tongue up his muscular leg as he moans. You take his cock

gently into one hand and stroke it, licking the sensitive tip with your

tongue. He is wet and beginning to moan loudly. You take him into your

mouth, moving your tongue around his shaft as you suck. When you think he is

at his limit you slowly release his cock and climb on top of him.

"Your turn to beg," you whisper.

He grabs your hips roughly and throws you over onto your back. 'I don't

think so," he growls as he spreads your legs and savagely enters you.

You scream out in surprise as he thrusts into you. You look into his lust

fillled eyes and gasp, "I wanted to be on top."

"Maybe later," he moans. "Qui-Gon always told me that you should show a

woman who is in charge at the very beginning of a relationship." In the back

of your mind the thought occurs to you that he just used the word

"relationship" and this was probably important, but you push the thought

away.

"I don't know if you want to take relationship advice from a man who's lover

is currently having sex with someone else."

"Good point," he says. "But I've always fantasized about you beneath me, so

I'm on top this time." No point in arguing with logic like that your lust

filled mind decides.

The two of you continue to move together, your legs wrapped around his

waist, pushing him deeper.

"Harder, Obi-Wan," you gasp, digging your fingernails into his back.

He obliges, his hips banging ferociously into yours. You scream as he

climaxes, filling you completely. He once again sinks his teeth into you to

control his own screaming. As his body jerks violently, blood tickles down

your neck.

The pain mixed with the pleasure of his ejaculation brings complete rapture

to you.

He collapses on top of you. You keep your arms and legs wrapped around his

sweaty body and kiss him softly. You wish you could stay like this forever.

"I hate you," you whisper softly.

He kisses you lightly on the mouth. "I hate you too."