Title: The Tutor (parts 1-5)

Author: AngelPhox

Rating: NC-17 (Graphic Sex, please do not read if you are under 18 or don't like this kind of stuff)

Disclaimer: I'm not making any money off this so please don't sue me Mr. Lucas.

Characters: Qui-Gon, Queen Amidala, Adi Gallia, Yoda, Mace, Sabe

Summary: Takes place four years after TPM. Qui-Gon is sent on a "very special mission" to

Naboo in relation to a widely accepted custom in that Galaxy far, far away.

Authors Notes: Please let me know what you think([email protected]). Constructive criticism is welcome.

THE TUTOR

by AngelPhox

Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn stepped off the ramp of the Republic Cruiser onto the number sixty seven landing pad in Coruscant. It was midday and the sun blazed in the sky. He stood on the landing platform and closed his eyes enjoying the warm breeze against his face and listened to the hum of traffic on the city planet. Since the battle with Darth Maul four standard years ago he had been assigned to a secret mission on the outer rim. Only the Jedi and a few other people knew he had survived the battle with Darth Maul. The holographic image of him burning at his funeral insured that others outside the Jedi circle thought him dead. After four long years he had finally accomplished what he set out to do on his mission. Qui-Gon opened his eyes and gazed at the blue sky for a moment then turned and strode to the air taxi waiting for him. Upon reporting the completion of his mission he had been asked to report directly to Coruscant and meet with the Jedi Council.

Arriving at the Jedi Temple Qui-Gon went directly to the Council Chamber. He walked briskly through the doors and stopped in the middle of the room. His gaze was drawn to the view outside the large windows to one side of the chamber. It was cool and quiet here in sharp contrast to the blazing sun glinting off the buildings outside. The room was empty save for one council member, Adi Gallia. He turned to face her and bowed.

Adi Gallia studied Qui-Gon for a minute. The Council had asked her to meet briefly with Qui-Gon before sending him on to Naboo. Qui-Gon was a large man. Probably one of the tallest Jedi in the Order. He stood stoically in the middle of the council chamber with his feet braced apart and one hand hooked on his utility belt. She studied his face, noting the expression in his blue eyes. So intense yet vulnerable at the same time. A curious combination. He looked tired and a little pale but that didn't detract from his looks. Her eyes rested on his full lower lip then traveled down to the strong hand hooked on his utility. Her gaze continued to travel down his graceful body, past strong thighs to his feet. Qui-Gon shifted his hip and dropped his hand to his side. A small imperceptible smile graced her lips momentarily. The man was absolutely gorgeous, but she didn't think he realized it. Qui-Gon waited patiently for Adi Gallia to speak.

"Master Qui-Gon I am glad you have arrived so quickly. An unusual request was put to us from Theed Palace on Naboo. After much discussion the Council finally agreed with Yoda and I to send you to handle the matter".

Qui-Gon tilted his head slightly in curiosity. "What does this unusual request involve?", he asked.

"We will journey to Naboo to meet with Master Yoda and Master Mace. They will tell you what it entails", she answered him. Adi rose from her seat. "Come our transport is waiting."

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As their transport approached the docking bay he noticed the vessel waiting there. It was the Queen's Royal Star Ship. She still looked as sleek and shiny as the last time he had seen her. He thought it odd that they would send the Queen's ship for him.

Adi wondered about Qui-Gon's silence. It was unlike him not to ask about the mission to Naboo. Once on the starship he had disappeared for a while and then returned to stand quietly by her with his arms folded across his chest. She realized that he had probably spent many days and even months not talking to anyone during his mission. She sensed contentment radiating from him and knew that given a little time and human contact he would start to talk more.

Qui-Gon was elated to be in familiar surroundings. First Coruscant and now the Royal Starship. Granted he hadn't spent much time on this vessel, but it was one of the last places he had been before journeying to the Outer Rim.

He was accustomed to heading off on missions without knowing the details till he arrived, so he hadn't questioned Adi Gallia too intensely. The planets he had been on were devoid of human life and teamed with aliens of every shape, color and size. Adi was the first human he had been in contact with in four years. He was more than happy to be going to Theed on Naboo where the population was mostly human. And the prospect of going to such a beautiful sunny planet, after the cold dark planets he had been on lately, was a welcome change. So even though he was curious about this mission, he was content to wait till he got to Naboo to find out.

They were getting closer to Naboo. Qui-Gon frowned as he stood at the ships port window and watched the tiny fighter ships that escorted the Royal Starship. He suddenly turned from the port window his cloak billowing out behind him. The feeling that this mission was vastly different than any mission he had ever been assigned was getting stronger. He sensed an emotional ripple in the Force which was confusing. He began to pace like a caged lion annoyed at being confined. He suddenly stopped when he noticed Adi watching him and sat in the middle of the floor to meditate.

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Theed Palace, Naboo - Meeting with Yoda and Mace

After arriving in Theed Qui-Gon went straight to his meeting with Yoda and Mace. The meeting took place in a small room of Palace. Qui-Gon bowed to Yoda and Mace after entering the room. The room was simply decorated. A colorful hand-woven rug covered the marble floor and ancient tapestries depicting life on Naboo hundreds of years ago hung from the walls. The only other furnishings were several comfortable chairs surrounding a low marble table. An informal room compared to the rest of the Palace.

"Please sit Qui-Gon", Mace said waving him to a chair.

Qui-Gon sat in a chair across from his mentors and leaned back waiting for the two Jedis to speak.

Yoda and Mace looked at each other then back at Qui-Gon.

"Queen Amidala turned eighteen yesterday", Mace announced as if making casual conversation.

"Is that what you brought me here for. To discuss the Queen's birthday", Qui-Gon asked impatiently. He wished they would get to the point. "Why am I here?"

"As you know when a young man or woman reaches their eighteenth birthday a tutor is chosen to teach them the ways of love and sex between men and women", Mace explained.

"Yes, I remember well my eighteenth birthday", Qui-Gon stated. "What does that have to do with me being here now?", he questioned leaning forward and resting his arms on his knees.

"You have been chosen as Queen Amidala's teacher", Mace answered.

Qui-Gon leaned back in his chair again and steepled his fingers in front of him. He looked from Yoda to Mace then stared blankly at the tapestry on the wall behind them. This was a surprising revelation. It brought back memories of his own teacher and an aspect of the Living Force in himself he hadn't become aware of till puberty. Jedi were attuned the Force but this particular aspect affected the Force sensitive individual in a purely sexual manner. The senses of touch, taste, smell, sight and hearing were all heightened. This rare aspect also enabled the individual to project feelings of desire and passion to a partner, but only if the partner had the same rare sensitivity. Other Force sensitive individuals could pick up on the sexual undertones of this rare aspect but could not share the feelings. His master had taught to shield his Force sensitive sexuality. Qui-Gon rarely made use of this element of the Force he possessed. One of the few times he had let his shield down was with Neala his teacher. A warm, sensitive and beautiful woman in her forties. To his delight he had discovered that she had the same sensitivity. He had learned much from her. Things he would never forget and sadly had never experienced since that time. Qui-Gon pulled his thoughts from the past and brought his attention back to Mace and Yoda.

"Don't you think she will object to having a teacher my age. Perhaps someone a little younger would be more appropriate and to her liking", Qui-Gon stated.

"Matters not age. Old enough to be your mother was your teacher Qui-Gon", Yoda stated.

"As awkward as it may seem, you are the most suitable match for her. We haven't been able to find anyone else and none of the teachers here on Naboo meet the requirements. She is a very strong and controlled young woman. She needs someone equally strong if not stronger to be her teacher. It's a delicate situation as I'm sure you understand", Mace said.

Qui-Gon shifted in his seat. He felt uncomfortable with the whole situation. He remembered that the Queen and he hadn't exactly seen eye to eye during the time they spent together on Tatooine. And had even exchanged a few heated words. But at that time he had known her as Padme the Queens handmaiden. He knew that she was more like the handmaiden he had spent time with on Tatooine. As the Queen she presented a serene and reserved demeanor. He realized he probably knew the Queen a little better than most.

"Does the Queen know about this? She might not be too happy with who you have chosen to be her instructor", Qui-Gon informed them.

"The Queen knows a teacher has been chosen for her, but she doesn't know who it is yet", Mace said.

"Known you, she has Qui-Gon. At ease, around you she will be", Yoda stated.

"Yes she knows me a little, but I'm not so sure she will be at ease around me. We had our disagreements during the time spent on Tatooine", Qui-Gon confided.

"A stranger to her you are not. Better this way it will be. This you will do Qui-Gon. None of your defiance I want to hear", Yoda replied.

Qui-Gon looked at Yoda and realized that the topic was no longer up for discussion. He knew he could argue more against their decision, he felt there was something more to this than they were telling him. It would be up to him to find out what it was. He admitted to himself he was curious. He would just have to overcome his discomfort.

The Queen

Queen Amidala was wearing a path in the plush carpet beneath her feet. She had tried to sit calmly and wait for the meeting with her teacher, but she was nervous and couldn't remain still. So she paced, the weight of her garments not hindering her at all. She was strong and used to wearing them. Occasionally she would stop and gaze out the window to the garden. She had the garden put in shortly after becoming Queen. She loved growing things and the flowers in the garden reminded her of her parents home in the mountains. She tried thinking about her childhood, but her thoughts continued to dwell on the present. Through all her years as Queen and before she'd never had time to think about the ritual of her eighteenth birthday and all that would entail. Now it struck her full force. The not knowing was the worst for her. She was always privy to everything that went on in the Palace. But it was customary for the student not to know who the teacher would be till they met. She fought back the twinges of fear she was starting to feel. Fear and apprehension in wondering who her teacher would be, but more so for what would take place in the teaching house. Even though her handmaidens had explained what took place between a man and woman, she sensed there was a lot she still didn't know. She, Queen Amidala who knew everything about her planet and people, knew next to nothing about sex. For the first time she wasn't in control of her life and she didn't like the way it felt. She realized she had to get a grip on herself. This was the way it was done throughout the Galaxy and it was accepted as a time of learning and loving.

The knock on her door signaled the end of her curiosity. Her handmaidens had arrived to escort her to the meeting with her teacher. Ami's shoes clicked on the marble floor as she walked slowly down the hallway toward the throne room. All too soon they stood before the huge carved wood doors. Ami took a deep breath and signaled to the guard to open the doors. She passed through the doorway and walked proudly to her throne and sat down. Ami was thankful for the presence and support of her handmaidens as they arranged themselves around her.

Adi Gallia entered the room from a side door and bowed before Ami.

"I trust you are feeling well this morning your highness?", she inquired.

"Yes thank you Master Adi", Amidala answered in her solemn voice.

Adi Gallia sensed the Queens apprehension. "You have nothing to fear my Queen. We have chosen a special teacher for you. He is a very sensitive and gentle man. I'm sure you'll be happy with him", Adi reassured her.

Amidala looked at the Jedi and nodded. She realized that Adi understood her feelings and was trying to reassure her. She appreciated what Adi was trying to do, but it didn't help much. A special teacher. Who could it be, she asked herself for the hundredth time. No matter she would soon find out.

Moments later the doors to the Queens meeting room opened again and three Jedi entered their cloaks flowing behind them. Ami knew two of them instantly. Master Yoda and Master Mace. She thought something very important must be happening for them to arrive at a time like this. The three Jedi stood before her and bowed.

Her eyes rested on the tall Jedi who entered between Yoda and Mace. There was something familiar about him. When he got closer she finally recognized Qui-Gon Jinn. She was one of the few people besides the Jedi who knew he had survived the battle with Darth Maul. This was the first time she had seen him since then. He didn't have long hair anymore. It was shorter now, with bangs partially covering his temples and the rest was just long enough to touch his collar and cover his ears. He still had a beard, although it was more closely cropped than she remembered. She found herself admiring his blue eyes and wondering at the vulnerable expression in them. She let her gaze drop to his lips, soft lips full of color. That was the only thing about him that looked soft and inviting. He vibrated with power and intensity and a certain aloofness. The soft vulnerable look she had glimpsed in his blue eyes was gone to be replaced by a piercing gaze as he watched her appraise him. Blushing under her white makeup she looked away. Why hadn't she noticed these things about him before. Then she mentally shook herself, she shouldn't be thinking about these things now. He stood there tall, noble and strong and so in control. He was still hard to read. She prided herself on being able to read what people were feeling but with Qui-Gon she couldn't. Before when she had first known him, during her escape from Naboo and on Tatooine, she couldn't even guess what he was thinking and she couldn't now. It was like he had an impenetrable wall up around him that was impossible to break through. Perhaps that was part of the reason she had been annoyed with him all those years ago. She hadn't known what he was thinking or feeling and he was totally unpredictable. Besides the fact that he had done whatever he felt like without consulting her. But then he had thought she was a handmaiden so she couldn't really blame him for that.

Queen Amidala ignored the small crooked smile now on his lips. "Qui-Gon, you look well. It's been a long time since we last met", Amidala said in greeting.

"Yes it has your Highness. I hope the past four years have treated you well?", Qui-Gon replied. With her formal attire and makeup she looked the same as she had four years ago. While he stood there before the Queen the feeling came to his mind that he was a bantha up for stud. Qui-Gon frowned at the thought.

Ami ignored the frown also. "Well enough, I have been very busy. What brings you to Naboo?", she asked.

Qui-Gon watched the Queens face as Yoda answered her question.

"Been assigned as your teacher Qui-Gon has", Yoda responded simply.

Qui-Gon winced inwardly at Yoda's directness and watched as dismay spread across the Queens face. Her dismay was quickly replaced by her usual solemn demeanor.

Years of training had taught her to hide her feelings and something else. A little tremor of apprehension went through her as she realized that the secret she kept hidden from everyone could possibly be discovered by this Jedi standing before her. How ironic that a Force sensitive teacher had been chosen for her. She decided she would think about that later and put it from her mind.

"What can a Jedi Master teach me about sex?", Amidala questioned Yoda bluntly. She couldn't believe they had chosen him as her teacher. Of all the people in the Galaxy they had picked Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn. This was ludicrous.

Qui-Gon continued to frown. But decided on silence and let Yoda do the explaining. Especially since he didn't fully understand their reasoning in picking him as her teacher either.

"Sensitive to the Living Force Qui-Gon is", Yoda answered unhelpfully.

Queen Amidala arched a questioning brow at Yoda. She knew Qui-Gon was sensitive to the Living Force. Why was Yoda telling her this now she wondered. Then she looked at Qui-Gon. He continued to stand there, looking off into the distance now, with a frown still on his face.

Adi Gallia was standing off to the side watching in disgust. This wasn't going well at all. She threw a disapproving glance at Qui-Gon. He felt her disapproval and wiped the frown off his face and replaced it with the inscrutable look. She stepped forward and addressed the Queen in a quiet voice that no one else could hear.

"Your Highness this is a very delicate situation. Perhaps it would be best discussed between yourself and Qui-Gon at the Dome House. He can explain it better to you"

"But...........", Amidala started.

Adi interrupted her before she could protest. "He really is the best choice for you Highness. I think you will see that, once you get to know each other better", Adi smiled encouragingly.

"We shall see", was all Amidala said before she stood up and gathered her handmaidens.

All four of the Jedi bowed and stepped aside as Queen Amidala and her entourage swept past them. Amidala was fuming. Of all the people in the Galaxy to choose from to be her teacher they had picked "him". And to make matters worse he didn't look very pleased with the situation either. Well she would honor her duty and go to the Dome House. She didn't see this working out at all. As a matter of fact she thought it wouldn't last a day and she would be out of there and they would have to pick another teacher for her. With that reassuring thought in her mind Amidala went to her chambers and dressed in the simple white gown she would wear to the Dome House. The Dome House.....Amidala recalled the nick name the house had been given and sighed audibly as she walked through the Palace back to her suite. The Pleasure Dome.

Adi watched Amidala leave the throne room. She wondered again if they should have told Amidala that she and Qui-Gon shared the same aspect of the Living Force. But knew that was impossible since the Queen didn't think anyone knew she had the rare aspect. As for not telling Qui-Gon, Yoda had decided it would be best for him to discover it on his own. A learning experience it will be for Qui-Gon too, was all Yoda had said.

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Amidala's handmaidens brushed her long dark hair and left it loose swirling around her shoulders in a thick shiny mass. All of them sensed her reluctance and anger.

Sabe was the first to speak up. "Are you not pleased with your teacher my Queen?"

"Sabe, he's a Jedi. What could he possibly know about sex?"

"But he is a man also my Queen. And such a lovely masculine one at that" she said with a sigh. "He seems so gentle and sensitive. Yet there is something very sexually alluring about him. I only hope I am as lucky to have a teacher like him when my time comes".

Amidala snorted in disgust. "Sexually alluring? Sabe the man is positively stoic." Ami decided to ignore her earlier thoughts about Qui-Gon. "And what about Jedi's not being passionate? What about that?", she questioned.

Sabe chuckled at her friend. "Ami, Jedi's aren't passionless, they just keep their passions under control. I think you'll be very surprised at what Qui-Gon is capable of."

Amidala couldn't possibly imagine Qui-Gon being capable of.................thoughts of what she would be doing with Qui-Gon suddenly started racing through her mind. The man was huge. She felt the heat rise to her face. That was another thing, she had always felt so small around him. Add to that the fact that she had felt like he was probing into her mind. She remembered she had put up stronger defenses when she was around him. She wondered why that was.

"Ami.....Ami.....". Suddenly Amidala realized that Sabe was talking to her. "Ami it's time for you to go. Are you all right?"

"Yes I'm all right. Thank you for talking to me my friend", Amidala said as she smiled and hugged Sabe. On the inside she was not smiling. She literally felt sick to her stomach with apprehension.

The Dome House

Qui-Gon was the first to arrive at the Dome House. It stood on a cliff overlooking the Nubian Ocean. A huge waterfall cascaded down the side of the cliff next to the house. The house itself was unusual. Round in shape with columns supporting the domed roof, it stood stark white against the blue sky. Through the arches Qui-Gon discovered a verandah ran the circumference of the house. Walking through the arched doorway Qui-Gon continued his exploration inside the house. It was plush to the extreme and included a beautiful arboretum. He quickly found the only bedroom in the house. A huge curtained bed dominated the room. He pulled aside one of the curtains and ran his hand over the soft comforter covering the bed which was piled high with pillows and cushions in every shape and size. The doors from the bedroom leading out to the verandah were open and the sheer curtains billowed in the wind. Qui-Gon stepped out onto the verandah and admired the view which looked out over ocean. He could hear the waves crashing on the rocks below and the occasional sharp call of a sea bird. Qui-Gon sat down in a dark corner on the cool verandah floor, closed his eyes and gathered the Force around him to meditate.

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Queen Amidala's transport glided to a stop in front of the Dome House. Amidala hugged her handmaidens. "I will see you in a few weeks", she said. She walked off the transport and up the steps into the house under the watchful eyes of her handmaidens. Once safely inside, the transport sped off to return to the Palace.

Amidala wandered through the house in much the same way Qui-Gon did. She would not have any responsibilities for her entire stay here. For the first time in years she was having a wonderful sense of freedom. Then she thought about the man who would be meeting her here. Not just a man but a Jedi. Someone with the ability to probe her deepest thoughts and feelings. It seemed odd to her that the feeling of freedom didn't leave her. But there was still the feeling of apprehension. She told herself that she was strong enough to shield her only connection with the Force from him. After all she had done it all her life and it was like second nature.

Amidala found the bedroom and went immediately to the verandah. She knew the view would be lovely and she was right. It was dusk and the sky and ocean had come alive in hues of magenta, violet and gold. She closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh salty air, feeling the gentle breeze caress her body.

In the darkened corner of the verandah Qui-Gon opened his eyes and saw the Queen standing at the railing. The gentle ocean breeze caused her hair and gown to swirl and flow softly around her like the curtains in the arch. Without her makeup he could see the changes in her now. Gone was the little girl look, this was a woman with all the curves to prove it.

"I didn't think you would come", he said softly, as he rose from the floor.

Amidala started at the sound of Qui-Gon's voice. She turned to watch him approach her.

"It is my duty to honor the tradition of the "coming of age" and set an example for all the young people to follow me", she replied stiffly. She tensed as she felt Qui-Gon's eyes on her. Even when she was just fourteen she'd felt edgy around him. Her defenses went into hyperdrive. Only now the defenses were of a different sort and the way he was looking at her seemed to add to her edginess.

"You are not pleased that I am to be your teacher", Qui-Gon asked as he walked towards her. He wanted to get a closer look at her. He stopped when he saw her take a step back. He looked into her deep brown eyes, the straight brows slanting up at the outer corners. His gaze dropped to her full rose colored lips. She looked much more mature than she had at fourteen. The hallows in her cheeks were more pronounced and there were other differences too. Differences that didn't escape Qui-Gon's notice. He took another step toward her.

Amidala felt herself blush under his intense scrutiny. She felt like running but knew she would only make a fool of herself if she did. So she turned away from him toward the ocean again, her hands gripping the railing. She didn't know how to respond to his statement. She wasn't sure how she felt. She knew she was annoyed that a Jedi had been picked as her teacher. Something she'd never thought of. It threw her off balance and she had to find a way to deal with it emotionally. She had no problem shielding herself from him on a short term basis, but a day in day out psychic bombardment would be hard to defend against. Especially from this Jedi. She knew he was trying to read her right now. His attention was focused more intently on her now than it ever had been four years ago. She was sure he sensed the shield she put up and how strong it was. He must be wondering about that. She had to admit she found Qui-Gon very attractive. She liked the way he wore his hair now, with the stray locks of hair falling over his forehead. It made him look younger. She remembered her thoughts about him when he'd entered the throne room earlier today. Surprising herself she suddenly decided to except him as her teacher and come to terms with who he was. She took a deep breath and faced Qui-Gon.

"I'm hungry. Perhaps while we eat you can explain to me what a man and woman do together", Amidala suggested bravely.

Qui-Gon was taken aback at her suggestion and just a little surprised at her directness. "In my experience people learn quicker by actually doing a thing than by being told how to do it", Qui-Gon explained.

"How am I going to know what to do if you don't tell me", she asked worriedly? She hated the thought of going into this blind, not knowing what to expect or what was expected of her.

"You don't need to know what to do my Queen. It's not something you intellectualize or think about, it's something you feel", he explained.

"Oh", was all she could manage to say to that. Of course she knew that, but she at least thought she would get some kind of explanation of what she would feel and why.

Qui-Gon was beginning to realize that she knew next to nothing about sex. But then why would she. She had spent her whole life learning to be and being Queen of Naboo. She was a complete innocent. To his surprise he found the thought oddly stirring.

Qui-Gon was wearing his inscrutable look again. She couldn't tell what he was thinking and it annoyed her and made her feel uncomfortable.

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Later after they ate Ami went to the bedroom to bathe. She was curious to see what clothes had been provided for her and began exploring the contents of the dresser and wardrobe in the bedroom. The first thing she looked for was underwear. She picked a pair made of black satin and slipped them on. She was shocked that the back was merely one thin strip of material that nestled between her buttocks. She twisted her head around to look at herself in the mirror. This would not do. She rummaged around in the underwear drawer for something that would cover more of her rear and found to her disgust that all the underwear were the same style, differing only in color and material. She slammed the drawer shut and went to the wardrobe to find something to sleep in. She examined the sheer material of one gown after another. She was naïve but she wasn't so naïve that she didn't understand why the underwear was so provocative and the gowns so sheer. She sighed and pulled out a gown of shimmering forest green silk. A gown she thought wasn't as transparent as some of the lighter colors. She just wasn't prepared to go parading around in front of Qui-Gon half naked. After slipping the gown on she climbed into bed. She was tired but didn't think she would sleep because of the thoughts racing through her head. But the second her head hit the pillow she was asleep.

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For almost a week Qui-Gon spent most of his time sleeping, meditating or laying in the sun on the verandah. To her surprise he actually prepared all their meals and even taught her how to make a few of the dishes. They ate together and he told her what had happened after the battle with Darth Maul. She discovered what an expressive face he had and enjoyed watching his eyes and hands as he related tales about his time spent on the outer rim. She was starting to feel more relaxed around him and enjoyed his company. Even though they slept in the same bed he never touched her or made her feel uncomfortable. So far he hadn't approached her in a sexual way but she knew it would happen soon. Now that she had gotten to know him a little better the thought of having sex with him sent a tiny thrill through her. But she still avoided him at certain times. Especially when he was on the verandah sunning himself because he did it nude. She knew her feelings and actions were contradictory, but had yet to find a way to reconcile them.

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One morning Ami woke up feeling deliciously warm. Half asleep she rolled over onto her back and stretched lazily. She had never felt this warm and cozy before. She became aware of something heavy draped across her legs and belly. Opening her eyes she suddenly remembered where she was and stiffened. She looked down and discovered a large muscled arm wrapped around her waist. Turning her head she found Qui-Gon facing her sound asleep. Carefully she tried to slip out from beneath his arm and leg without waking him. Suddenly she felt his arm tighten around her as he pulled her closer and buried his face into the side of her neck. Ami lay perfectly still. Warmth shot through her body and a curious ache spread through her loins. His beard tickled her shoulder. She was amazed at how soft and rough it felt at the same time. She became aware of other things too. His scent surrounded her, slightly musky and masculine. The entire front of his body was pressed intimately against the side of hers. When he shifted slightly again she felt something hot and hard press against her leg. She didn't waste anymore time. She threw his heavy arm off her, squirmed from beneath his leg and scrambled quickly out of the bed. She stood by the side of the bed panting, then watched as he rolled over onto his stomach. He wasn't wearing the black pajama bottoms he normally wore to bed. Thankful she hadn't woken him up, she watched with interest as the sheet slid down to reveal his back and the beginning rise of his buttocks. His back was really quite stunning, but she stared in fascination at the spot where his buttocks rose from the small of his back. She had an incredible desire to smooth her hand down that expanse of naked skin. She was reaching out her hand to do just that when she heard him groan and start to roll over again. She darted out of the room then not wanting to be there when he woke up.

Ami went to the kitchen to make coffee and find something to eat. She felt confused about her reactions. After eating she decided to go to the arboretum to be alone and think.

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Qui-Gon woke up and swung his long legs over the side of the bed. He sat there for a minute and ran one large hand through his hair. He thought of the arboretum and the small pool he had noticed there yesterday. Rising naked from the bed he started to make his way toward the door. Then he thought of Amidala and decided to put something on so as not to embarrass her in case they ran into each other. He slipped on the black silk pajama bottoms and walked barefoot to the arboretum.

In the arboretum the stone floor was unexpectedly warm as he walked toward the pool. Qui-Gon stood at the edge of the beautiful stream fed pool. It was made completely of stone and looked natural. The thought of bathing in the cool water was a welcome one. Qui-Gon removed the black silk pants and stepped down into the water and stopped at the first step. He had expected the water to be cool, but this water was soft and warm, perfect body temperature. He slipped into the warm water. The water in the pool came from a stream fed by a hot water spring that mixed with the cool water of the river running next to the house. The result was this luxurious warmth. This also explained why the stone floor was warm for the river ran beneath the arboretum. He glided through the sensuous water to the far end of the pool. It was darker back there, shaded by a huge tree dripping it's long green leaves toward the water. Qui-Gon sat on a stone ledge jutting out beneath the water and leaned his head back relaxing.

Qui-Gon felt a small ripple in the water just before he heard a soft sigh. He lifted his head and saw Ami sitting at the opposite end of the pool swishing her feet in the water. Her silk gown was bunched up beneath her buttocks revealing two sleek tawny thighs. He swam quietly beneath the surface of the water toward Ami. Wrapping one large hand around her ankle he held on firmly.

Ami squealed in surprise and then screamed when Qui-Gon broke the surface of the water and stood before her. He shook the water from his hair scattering droplets in every direction.

"You scared me", Ami breathed. His hair fell in damp strands over his forehead and droplets glistened on his smoothly muscled chest. The surface of the water came just to his hips and Ami stared in fascination at his naked torso. She watched the muscles ripple in his arm and across his chest as he tugged slightly on her leg.

"Would you like to go for a swim?" Qui-Gon asked. "The water is warm", he added enticingly. A small crooked smile tugged at his lips as he watched her eyes travel across his chest and then down.

"I know it's warm", Ami snapped. Was he flirting with her? She tore her eyes away from the surface of the water when she realized he was naked. "Let go of my ankle", she demanded, trying to pull it from his grasp.

"Come on, get in", Qui-Gon coaxed. He kept his grip around her ankle and slowly began pulling her towards him and closer to the edge of the pool. Her gown rode up higher and higher till the silky material slipped from beneath her and her bare buttocks rested on the warm rocks at the edge of the pool.

"I demand that you let me go now!" Ami shouted in outrage. She tried to yank her ankle out of his grasp. She knew sooner or later she would have to become more intimate with Qui-Gon, but she just wasn't ready for it now. The intense feelings she'd experienced upon waking in his arms proved unsettling for her and she needed more time to work them out in her mind.

She was getting closer to the edge of the pool and suddenly she rolled onto her stomach, grasping at the floor with her hands to keep from sliding into the water. Her hips were hanging off the edge of the pool making it more difficult to pull herself forward.

Qui-Gon let go of her ankle when she rolled over. Ami's bare bottom faced him. The white lace of the thong she wore disappeared between her small rounded buttocks. He hadn't realized he was holding his breath until he saw her struggling to lift one leg up to climb out of the pool. He felt a completely primitive surge of desire shoot through his body and center in his groin at the view she was inadvertently giving him. Impulsively he reached out and ran his fingers up the smooth skin of her inner thigh, then stroked between her thighs firmly with two fingers.

Ami gasped and kicked out with her foot striking Qui-Gon square in the chest. He barely felt the kick but it got his attention and he dropped his hand. She scrambled up from the edge of the pool and stood facing Qui-Gon with a blush staining her cheeks. She felt her blush deepen as his eyes roamed from the small triangle of white lace on down her legs to her feet. All this with the "inscrutable look". Warmth similar to what she experienced earlier washed through her body. The ache between her legs was different. She felt like holding herself. She still managed to glare at Qui-Gon before she tugged her gown down from around her hips. And with a small "humph" she turned and stalked away from the pool and out of the arboretum.

The tips of Qui-Gon's fingers still tingled from touching her. He watched her walk away. Her now damp gown clinging to her firmly rounded bottom and thighs. Once she was out of sight he pushed himself away from the edge of the pool and floated around on his back. He probably shouldn't have done what he did, he needed to gain her trust and acting like a rutting bantha wasn't going to accomplish that. But to his surprise the sight of her smooth legs spread and struggling had aroused him. It really wasn't like him to react in such a way. On the other hand he knew that if he kept himself under complete control he'd never get anything done here. He needed to open himself to the carnal side. Which he found wasn't hard to do especially since it had been a long time since the last time he'd made love. He needed to keep a balance though. At this moment he was fighting a really primitive desire just to drag her to the bedroom and ravish her and that wouldn't do at all. She was too alluring for her own good.

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Ami lay in bed thinking. She had taken to going to sleep and waking up before Qui-Gon in an effort to avoid him in bed. She wasn't facing up to her duty and she knew it. Four days had passed since the embarrassing incident in the arboretum. To her further embarrassment Qui-Gon had apologized for it and she hadn't known what to say and couldn't look him in the eyes. And she still couldn't. This was so unlike her. She was normally so much more direct and sure of herself. The tension between her and Qui-Gon was at the boiling point and she didn't know what to do about it. Their normally relaxing meals together had become strained due to the incident in the arboretum. She was also getting restless in this house with nothing to keep her mind occupied. Finally with the confused thoughts swirling around in her head she drifted off to sleep.

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(WARNING: Graphic Sex starts here)

Qui & Ami interlude

Ami woke up and found herself alone in bed. The morning sun filtered through the curtains casting long shadows on the walls of the room. She rolled over to the edge of the bed and parted the curtains. There he was sitting on the floor against the wall meditating. She quickly became accustomed to it this past week and a half. She would walk into any room in the house and there he would be, sitting on the floor meditating. It was almost as if he was another piece of furniture. She would just walk by quietly trying not to disturb him. She lay on her stomach for a minute watching him. He was wearing the black silk pajama bottoms and matching robe. His eyes were closed and his huge hands rested on his knees. She thought this would be a good opportunity for her to relax in the garden pool since she knew he wouldn't be there. She slipped silently from the warm bed. Very quietly she started to make her way past him. She was almost past Qui-Gon when he spoke.

"You've been avoiding me Ami", Qui-Gon stated.

Ami drew in a sharp breath and turned to look at him. He sat there with his eyes still closed. Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked up at her intently. In one swift move he stood up and Ami tilted her head back to look at him. His other hand came up and caressed her cheek. She looked away in confusion. Then he was pulling her with him closer to the bed.

"Stay there", he commanded pointing to the spot where she was standing. He stepped away for a moment to close the door.

Ami realized her efforts to avoid him had come to an abrupt end. She remained standing where he told her and resigned herself to the fact that her lessons were about to begin. A small shiver of anticipation coursed through her body.

Qui-Gon removed the sash from the black silk robe he wore as he walked toward her. Ami watched as his robe fell open to reveal the smooth muscled skin of his chest.

He watched her gaze travel up from his chest to his face and then she looked away. It had dawned on him last night that part of the problem with him being her teacher was that she couldn't get over who he was and that the incident in the arboretum had something to do with her avoidance of him also. She blushed visibly every time their eyes met. He thought that if she could somehow separate who he was with what he was going to do with her, it might be a little easier for her. He walked slowly towards her running the silk sash through his fingers as he came.

"What are you going to do with that?", she asked backing up a step.

"Just an old Jedi training technique I think might help. Turn around", he said gently.

Ami frowned. She had no idea what he planned. Hesitantly she turned her back to him. Qui-Gon lifted his arms around her and gently placed the sash over her eyes, doubling it and tying it firmly.

"Don't move", he ordered in a seductive whisper.

Ami stood still, completely blind as all her other senses slowly expanded . She felt Qui-Gon lift her hair aside and lick the back of her neck then blow softly on the wet spot. Ami shivered slightly and then she felt his soft warm lips make contact with her skin. A small expectant whimper escaped her lips and suddenly her senses burst into full awareness.

Qui-Gon turned her to face him. Smoothing his hands down her arms he brought them up again to cup her face. He placed a small kiss on her mouth, then another and another. He ran his tongue along her lips and heard Ami whimper again. Qui-Gon growled softly in response and nudged her lips further apart to deepen the kiss, sweeping his tongue inside her mouth.

Ami felt the now familiar warmth spread through her loins and her knees suddenly felt weak. When she swayed toward him Qui-Gon slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her against his hard lean body. Ami closed her eyes under the blindfold as she felt the length of his body pressed against hers. He tilted her chin up, licking the pulse at her throat and then trailed soft slow kisses down her neck to her chest. His beard scraped against her skin and she could her his small grunts as he kissed her. Qui-Gon knelt in front of Ami and lifted her hands to place them on his shoulders. She gasped in surprise and pushed against his shoulders when she felt his warm wet mouth cover one of her nipples through the sheer material of her gown. Qui-Gon let her go and she stumbled back a step and stood breathing rapidly, eyes wide open behind the blackness of the blindfold.

Qui-Gon sat back on his heels and looked at her. Her hands were shaking, but he didn't sense any fear from her. "Do you want me to stop?", he asked in a husky whisper.

Ami tilted her head to one side at the deepened accent in his voice. She slowly shook her head no.

"Come here then", he coaxed stretching out his arm toward her.

Ami reached out her trembling hands and took a blind step towards Qui-Gon. He took her hands and placed them on the sides of his head.

She wove her fingers through the softness of his hair rubbing her thumbs across his beard. Qui-Gon raised up from his heels and began again where he'd left off. She felt him slide the straps of her gown off her shoulders and kiss her softly between her breasts. Ami giggled when his beard tickled the underside of her breast and then she felt him smile. Suddenly she was gasping, clenching her hands in his hair as his tongue stroked the tender skin and traveled up to capture her nipple sucking firmly. Ami moaned as the exquisite sensation shot down her chest and flared to an ache in her loins. She felt his head move to the other breast as he took it into his mouth swirling his tongue around the hardened peak. She heard Qui-Gon groan and felt the roughness of his hands on her sides as he smoothed the gown down to her hips. Then his face was pressed to her stomach and he was kissing her again, nibbling gently at the skin on her hips.

Qui-Gon wanted to taste every inch of her. He tugged the gown off Ami's hips and it settled in a pool of silk around her feet. She stood before him with nothing preserving her modesty but a sheer triangle of cream silk. He steadied her with one hand and grasped her ankle to lift one of her feet from the puddle of silk, spreading her legs slightly. Qui-Gon placed his hands on Ami's hips and bent forward to press his open mouth to the place between her legs. Her intoxicating scent and the heat of her on his lips caused a low rumble in his chest. Then he pressed his tongue through the thin silky material covering her and touched the sensitive nub hidden between her folds.

Ami's reaction was immediate and intense. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. She cried out and clamped her knees together falling onto Qui-Gon's legs. Ami's head swam, a desperate ache settled in the spot he had touched with his tongue. She leaned her head forward onto Qui-Gon's chest and inhaled deeply trying to gain control of her senses. His scent filled her nostrils and another aching wave crashed over her. Before she could stop herself she let her shield down and a small jolt of Force induced desire shot out and throbbed in the air between them before she quickly got it under control.

"Please", Ami sobbed with her forehead still pressed to Qui-Gon's chest.

Qui-Gon suddenly became very still. He had felt the sudden and very strong ripple of desire in the Force wash around him for an instant, then it was gone. He parted his knees and let Ami slowly slip between them till she was kneeling on the floor between his legs. She stayed there quietly....waiting.......and visibly shaking. Qui-Gon studied her for a moment. Was this why he had been chosen as her teacher, because she had the same rare sensitivity to the Force as him? He didn't want to think about that right now though. He just wanted to feel it again and questioning her would only make her close up. He hadn't felt that particular type of Force projected desire in a long, long time. He wanted to feel it again, wanted to make her loose control and project that desire at him again. His whole being was now focused on this one goal and he gathered the Force around him.

Ami wrapped her arms around Qui-Gon's neck as he lifted her and placed her on the soft bed. Then he was gone. She heard a rustling sound and then his warm finger at her hips pulled the silk thong down and off her legs. The mattress gave and his warm naked body stretched out next to her. He removed the black silk sash from her eyes and Ami looked up into his intense gaze. 'He knows', she thought in alarm. She could feel his desire wash gently over her. Not bombarding her but gently cocooning her, but still she kept her shield up. She started to roll off the bed, but was prevented as Qui-Gon placed a strong thigh across her legs. His hands wrapped around her wrists once again and he lifted her arms over her head. He bent forward and kissed the rapidly beating pulse at her neck. Ami closed her eyes and relished the feel once again of his warm lips and rasping beard against her skin. She felt Qui-Gon run his tongue across her parted lips and heard him groan deeply as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Ami touched her tongue to his tentatively causing another groan from him and a much deeper kiss as he mouth slanted across hers. Ami whimpered softy into his mouth. His kisses made her head spin, but she liked the way Qui-Gon kissed her in this almost savage manner.

She tasted so good Qui-Gon thought. He wrapped one hand around her wrists and moved them behind her head crushing her mouth against his. He smoothed a palm down her abdomen to the triangle of soft curls. Qui-Gon smiled when she clamped her legs together.

"Open yourself to me Ami". He could see the indecision in her eyes so he nudged his huge thigh between her legs parting them slightly.

Ami was feeling slightly mortified. She could feel the dampness between her legs and was embarrassed at what Qui-Gon might think. She closed her eyes as she felt Qui-Gon's huge hand caress the skin of her inner thigh.

"Open your eyes little one", he growled as he gently nudged her legs further apart.

Ami opened her eyes and stared up at him. She could feel the color rising to her cheeks.

Qui-Gon watched her face as he slipped his middle finger between the soft wet folds and gently stroked the small nub hidden there.

Ami jerked at the intimate contact. She tried to clamp her legs together again but he wouldn't let her. He continued to stroke her, sending shivers through her body. She forgot about her embarrassment and closed her eyes, giving herself over to the incredible sensations he was causing her to feel.

Qui-Gon watched Ami as she wreathed on the bed. Lips parted she whimpered uncontrollably.

"Ah you're so wet Ami. Are you ready for me now?" Qui-Gon asked in a husky voice.

Ami realized with relief that her wetness was normal and Qui-Gon seemed to enjoy it. She opened her eyes and looked into his deep blue eyes. They were half closed and she could feel the desire emanating from him. She felt his finger move lower and tensed as he delved into her slick opening.

Qui-Gon grunted softly when he felt the tightness of Ami's entrance. He began stroking her with his thumb as he slowly pressed his finger into her. He stopped when he reached the proof of her virginity. She was so tight and he didn't want to hurt her so he didn't probe any deeper and just continued to stroke her velvety softness. He ached to be inside her, but knew she needed more time. He knew he was going to have to hurt her eventually but he didn't want to yet. Qui-Gon moved to kneel between Ami's legs then stretched out over her supporting himself on his elbows.

Ami squirmed in alarm when the warm weight of his body pinned her to the bed. She looked up at Qui-Gon and knew she wasn't going anywhere now. He nuzzled his face into her neck, licking and nibbling at the same time. Ami giggled and squirmed again.

Qui-Gon realized he enjoyed her squirming beneath him and licked the side of her breast causing her to squirm again. He chuckled at her reaction as he grazed his teeth over her ribs.

Ami felt him lift his weight from her as he kneeled between her legs and looked down at her. She became very still as she felt the passion and desire flowing from him in waves. He moved back and bent his head to kiss the top of her thigh. Then pushed her thighs further apart and rested on his stomach between her legs. Ami tensed, she knew he was going to do what he had done earlier, only this time she felt more exposed and open to him. She closed her eyes as he began kissing her soft inner thighs. She felt his fingers spreading her, exposing the tiny bundle of nerves. Then his warm tongue as he dragged it slowly over the sensitive nub. Ami arched her back as indescribable pleasure, struck her, liquid warmth pooled in her center and pulsed through her loins. He continued to lick her, his tongue delving into every crevice. Beyond caring now Ami instinctively grasped Qui-Gon's head and pushed his face into her. She arched her back even more and began making tiny circling motions with her hips, grinding his face more firmly against her. She felt Qui-Gon growl into her as he stroked his tongue more firmly against her, giving her what she wanted. He rolled her clit between his lips and sucked on it firmly.

Qui-Gon was amazed at her response. Her head thrashed from side to side and she was thrusting herself hard against his face. She was still holding back and the wall she kept up was still there. She had immense control and he was even more amazed that she was keeping it. He nipped the inside of her thigh, making her cry out and causing her to lay still. He rubbed his lips back and forth against her one more time enjoying the silky wetness and her scent. Then he slid his body up hers and nestled his hips between her thighs pressing his throbbing shaft against her.

Ami opened her eyes and dropped her hands from his hair at the change in position. She felt the burning heat of his shaft at her opening. He grasped her wrists and pulled her hands above her head. Very carefully he eased the head of his shaft into her and gritted his teeth. She was wet and hot and so tight. The primal urge to plunge into her was great but he controlled it.

Ami was marveling at the incredible feeling of having Qui-Gon inside her. She wondered if this was hurting him. Beads of sweat dotted his skin and she could feel his entire body shaking. She had been told it would hurt the first time, but she wasn't feeling any pain, just pressure.

"I'm sorry little one", Qui-Gon said through gritted teeth. "This is going to hurt. There is no other way for it."

Ami looked at him and frowned. "There is more?"

Qui-Gon brushed a strand of hair off Ami's face. "Yes, much more", he replied in a throaty whisper.

He held her face between his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. Then he thrust into her far enough to breach her maidenhead and stopped.

Ami screamed and tried to rear up to get him off of her. Her hands pushed at his shoulders. But his weight kept her pinned to the mattress. The pressure inside her was immense now. She drew in a shaky breath and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It won't hurt again after this, I promise", he said kissing her face and eyelids softly. Qui-Gon was having an incredibly hard time staying still. His body told him to move, but he wanted to wait till she was ready.

The pain was already subsiding leaving only the feeling of fullness as Qui-Gon poised above her. She was starting to relax.

"Are you ready Ami?"

Qui-Gon's whole body moved as he slowly sheathed himself into Ami. He groaned in pleasure at her incredible heat and tightness. Then he slid out and thrust slowly into her again.

Ami looked at Qui-Gon in surprise, then threw back her head and whimpered as the sensation of his hardness slid in and filled her once again.

Qui-Gon pulled his shaft out again except for the head and grunted softly enjoying her silky wetness as he eased slowly back into her.

Ami whimpered in pleasure and frustration. "Please, I want....."

"What do you want", Qui-Gon asked as he slid in and out of her again.

"I don't know", she sobbed. Instinctively she ran her hands down his back to his buttocks and tried to pull him closer to her.

He knew what she wanted. He pushed up on the backs of her thighs with his legs spreading her wider. Then slipped an arm beneath her hips lifting her off the mattress. Ami bent her knees and arched into his next thrust taking him deeper inside of her. Qui-Gon's slow steady thrusts became faster as he roughly plunged into her.

Qui-Gon felt the Force as it shimmered around them. All his senses heightened to the feel of Ami beneath him. The way she looked and smelled. He lowered his head and captured her parted lips in a searing kiss. He wanted something too and only she could give it to him.

"Will you give me what I want Ami", he asked grunting as he drove himself into her.

Qui-Gon watched the emotions play across her face. Pleasure for what he was doing to her, then fear and vulnerability at the thought of opening herself so completely to him.

"Let go Ami. Trust me", he breathed. "Come on love".

Ami silently shook her head back and forth. She had been taught to hide her special Force sensitivity no matter what. But he had the same sensitivity too and he wasn't hiding it. She could feel it pulsing around her and in her.

"Ami does this feel good", Qui-Gon asked as he delved into her. "It will feel one hundred times better if you drop that shield".

Finally she sobbed in defeat and dropped her shield letting the Force flow through her.

Suddenly wave upon wave of Force generated desire and passion crashed through Qui-Gon.

"That's it sweetheart, let go."

He buried his face in the soft sheets next Ami's head and slipped his other hand beneath her hips. Holding her firmly he rotated his hips in a grinding motion rubbing against her clit.

Ami felt everything he was feeling. Every other sound faded into the background. She could hear only Qui-Gon's breathing and the short soft grunts that escaped his mouth with each stroke. She felt the softness of his hair on her face and the strength in his body moving on top of her. An incredibly erotic scent hung in the air around them. Ami wove her fingers through his hair and licked his neck, savoring the saltiness of his skin. And most intoxicating of all was the feel of his shaft driving into her. She was on the edge of something and thrust her hips hard against him. Intense pleasure built in her center and then she cried out sharply as her climax pulsed through her. She wrapped her legs tighter around Qui-Gon hips and arched into him as the pulses continued to travel through her body.

Qui-Gon braced himself on his hands and arched his back pressing Ami into the mattress. It had been so long since he'd felt this mutual gratification. He felt Ami's muscles gripping his shaft and drove roughly into her over and over shouting at the intensity of his climax.

Ami watched Qui-Gon in fascination as he came. He looked like he was in pain, but she knew he wasn't. She could feel his intense pleasure through the Living Force. He was truly magnificent as he roared above her. Finally he rested his weight on top of her breathing heavily. Then he rolled over onto his back bringing her with him. He held her face between his hands and smiled up at her his eyes cobalt in the low light. He kissed her lips, her cheeks and her eyes then pressed her head down on his chest. Ami listened to the heavy thudding of his heart till she fell asleep.