Teach Me

by Sarina Argus aka Aya

Rating NC-17

Standard stuff: Not all mine just 2 are. please don't sue, no money anyways.

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Chapter 3

He could hardly form a coherent word as she laved her tongue up and down his

shaft. His breath was escaping in short gasps, his hands clawing the padded

floor. He thrust his hips up, savoring the warm wetness of her mouth. He needed

to find his release soon or he would go mad.

She would pause occasionally to catch her breath and watch him writhe, begging.

"Shara, please." he would breath, half mad with longing. She smiled, placing wet

kisses on his legs while stripping his boots and trousers from him roughly.

Running her fingers up the insides of his legs, she caught his wrists again,

pinning them to the floor. Flicking her tongue against the delicate spot at the

base of his cock, she heard his breathing quicken.

"Patience Ben," she cooed. "In all strategy, one must have patience." Nipping

the insides of his thighs, she ran her tongue along his hips. Nuzzling the soft

curls surrounding his shaft, she murmured, "One must not rush a well thought out

plan." She licked the bead of moisture of the swollen head of his shaft, then

slowly lowered her mouth on his throbbing shaft.

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Qui-Gon's brisk walk with Rees turned into a slow jog then progressed into a

running lightsaber duel. Rees did little more than deflect Qui-Gon's blows,

knowing his friend needed to work off this excess energy before dealing with his

apprentice. It helped that Rees felt very little from his padawan, other than

her presence of being. He'd learned his lesson when she was much younger, having

only trained male Jedi before and discovering the unique challenges a man would

have dealing with more feminine concerns. After their first traumatic experience

when she was 12, he set out specifically to teach her how to shield her mind to

him, not to shut him out, but to filter impulses so only certain ones would come

through. It became an involuntary response for both of them, and eliminated a

great deal of embarrassment between them. If he needed to he could always get

through, as he had done in the past. This special training was valuable for any

Jedi, but seeing his friend struggle, he thanked the stars he trained her early.

"So help me Rees," Qui-Gon said swinging wildly, "he will spend a month in the

temple meditation chamber." The falls were in sight now. Seeing the pool,

Qui-Gon dropped his saber and sprinted to the water's edge, diving in fully

clothed.

Picking up the weapon, Rees slowed to a walk, whistling to control his laughter.

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Ishara paused again to catch her breath, giving Obi-Wan time to catch her

shoulders and bring her up to him again. He kissed her hard, intoxicated by his

scent on her skin and his taste on her lips. "Distractions," he murmured, moving

on top of her and pinning her to the floor. Running his tongue along the curve

of her jaw, he nipped her neck, shoulders and breasts lightly, suckling first

one nipple then the other. His mouth burned a trail down her body, while his

hands eased of her boots and damp leggings. Feeling her fingers in his hair, he

lowered his head and tasted her. This time her scream rang against the studio

walls. He tongued her lightly at first, then delved into her hot wetness. She

was as close to losing control as he was and he decided to begin her lesson.

"Swordsmanship," he breathed against her neck, easing himself between her legs.

"There are a great deal of techniques, but we'll start with basics." He brought

his mouth down on hers, his tongue darting between her lips.

"The most important thing in swordsmanship is control." He eased his throbbing

cock into her slowly. She tightened around him, sending shivers through them

both. "All movement has a rhythm," he gasped, moving deeper. He stopped a

moment, looking into her eyes, which had darkened with desire. "Should I go on?"

he asked.

"Please.." she whispered.

He thrust his shaft into her deeply, moaning with her. Drawing almost all the

way out, he thrust forward again, feeling her hot sheath close around him. They

kissed again, beyond words, their hips moving in time, creating their own

rhythm. What little control they had was shattered in their climax.

She came violently, raking her nails down his back, leaving light trails where

she'd broken the skin. He grabbed her hips, pouring himself into her with a

shout. The tremors shook them both and they collapsed in a tangle.

Laying together quietly, she told him softly, "There's no way to hide this from

them."

"I know."

"I hope they understand."

"So do I."

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After sitting under the cold waterfall for an hour, a very soggy Qui-Gon and an

extremely amused Rees made their way back to the house. Obi-Wan was asleep

upstairs while Ishara stood in the kitchen area preparing their evening meal.

She went to greet them but was stunned speechless at Qui-Gon's dripping form.

"Master Qui-Gon." she started. He held up a hand, silencing her, then walked

over to her, cupped her chin in his large hand and kissed her forehead gently.

He then strode out of the room leaving a puddle of water behind.

"Master?" she said to Rees.

He smiled. "We will discuss this later."

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Late that evening, Obi-Wan staggered down the stairs and into the library. Rees

and Ishara were both awake and talking, and were startled by Obi-Wan's

appearance. He was extremely uncomfortable, breathing erratically. Perspiration

beaded on his upper lip and forehead and his skin had a rosy flush to it. Seeing

Rees, Obi-Wan croaked, "Where is my master?"

Rees said stoically, "Qui-Gon went into the village on a personal matter."

Ishara's eyes widened slightly as she notice a significant bulge in Obi-Wan's

sleeping clothes. "Are you alright, Ben?" she asked, biting the inside of her

lip to control her smile.

"Fine," he gasped, grabbing hold of the door frame. Straightening himself as

best he could, he said, "I think I just need some fresh air. A walk to the falls

will do wonders for me." With that he turned and walked quickly to the door.

Through the library window, Rees and Ishara watched him break into a sprint

before disappearing into the night. Ishara started to giggle then, stopping

abruptly at Rees stern, look. Then moments later, they both collapsed into

uncontrolled laughter.

~The End~