Family

Family Author: My-Gin-Gone Rating: A soft NC-17 (for now) Story Type: PWP not totally though, Angsty, ABH Characters: Qui-Gon Jinn, Ardeth Fey and You. Disclaimer: Hi George, you know I don't own them so don't worry about reading any further. As for everyone else, I didn't start this in '77. Actually my kindergarten teacher wouldn't let me bring the typewriter to class. And Universal--I hope you got my money for your video. Do you know I've already watched the Mummy twenty-two times!! Good Work. Don't sue. Archives: Jedi Hunks Temple Library, A Place of Our Legacy, QJEB, Sith-Chicks, My Lover's charms (if you want it!) and anybody I forgot...ask I always say yes. Summary: You conceive and you make a trip to Coruscant where you run into your ENTIRE family. Authors Notes: Here begins the pregnancy narrative I hope you enjoy. Family Soft tender kisses. A warm embrace. Quiet chuckles. An occasional snore. Your tongue snakes with Qui-Gon's. You feel protected and safe underneath his warm body. He nuzzles his nose with yours. The bed shifts. The snoring beside you is a little louder. Qui-Gon sheathes himself within you. You whimper enjoying the connection between you and he. His movements are deliberate and slow. You two breathe in unison. You clutch his back. You bend your knees parting your legs even wider. He grunts as his thrusts take on more force. Ardeth sleeps comfortably next to you, snoring quietly. He will sleep through this. He was very tired today. Your vagina spasms. "Gods, honey." You whisper and raise enough to kiss his chest. Your lover and lifemate is considerably taller than you but manages to plant a soft kiss on your swollen lips. Qui-Gon tilts your hips. He lunges more vigorously. You two groan. Suddenly you feel a tingling deep within you. There is no other way to describe it. And then... You gasp. Your nails dig into Qui's flesh. The Master pauses. You pant briefly. He penis moves in and out of you more slowly. Then... You gasp again and whimper. The feeling is not painful, nor frightening just weird and disconcerting. "Little one." Qui stops and looks down at you. "What's wrong?" He whispers truly concerned. You are flushed but you have an idea, "Nothing. My love." It is a feeling you know all too well. Ardeth turns on his side and sighs deeply just as Qui-Gon pours his hot seed into you. ------------------ "The kiln is still firing the crystal." Qui-Gon says while closing the patio door. Stars twinkle in the indigo night sky of Titan. "Master," SW-40 or SWee, your silver protocol droid shuffles to the Jedi Master who purchased her for you for your birthday, "another load of laundry has been completed. Would you like another Robe placed with your supplies?" "No that won't be necessary." Qui crosses the dining room and enters the living room where you sleep on your favorite pillow-- Ardeth Fey. Ardeth's long slender fingers stroke your hair as he quietly reads a datapad. You silently shift position with your back resting comfortably against his bare chest. "It has been firing for three hours now. Do you think it is the stove or the gem?" Ardeth looks up from his reading. His warm earthy skin tones are in stark contrast to the Master's fair complexion. "More likely 'tis the stove. It needs to be replaced." Qui-Gon Jinn sighs collapsing into a chair. His chestnut mane splays on his shoulders, "How long did it take your crystal?" "Two days." Ardeth shakes his head. Blue tattoos below his eyes and on his forehead dance with each movement. His long leg wraps around yours warming your body, "But the saber works well. See for yourself." Qui-Gon calls the saber from the center table to his hand. A purple beam of energy springs from the hilt's interior. "Not bad. Perhaps I should have you fashion mine." Qui smirks. "The offer is tempting but I must decline," Ardeth grins, "I have enough practice with SWee always knocking mine into the sink." "Well this time she did it to me. Why is she so clumsy?" A mischievous grin creeps across the Master's face, "Perhaps she needs to be reprogrammed." CRASH!! Shuffling from the kitchen and mumblings causes the Jedi to laugh raucously at the eavesdropping droid. You shift slightly..... A sandstorm. You are walking in a sandstorm pushing a wire metal cart with wheels. Inside the cart are HUGE pieces of vegetables, a lightsaber, republic credits and a purse. Around you are people of varying species and background. Bestiary wander about aimlessly. Blowing sand burns your skin but you don't mind. You press on observing and shopping. Off to the side you see your life mate Qui-Gon walking against gale force winds. His robe and tunic billow behind him. A figure approaches him from behind in an attempt to join. You are unable to make out who it is. You look in the opposite direction and see Ardeth sitting quietly atop a majestic four-legged creature with smooth fur, a beautiful muzzle and a glorious white mane. Ardeth's gaze is intense as he watches you quietly upon the regal animal... "She has been so tired lately." Ardeth's hand wanders down your favorite half-shirt. He kisses the top of your head. Qui sits on the edge of the table across from you and Ardeth, "So I have noticed. Do you think she's ill?" "She has complained of nausea." His hand rests on your belly. ...The wind picks up around you blowing sand everywhere. No one seems to mind. Then you hear it. Ardeth's lifeforce blusters in the distance, immediately a softer echo of it follows and then another muffled response. You dig inside the cart trying to find your binoculars. You hear Ardeth's lifeforce call again, immediately there is a response. The second sound is silent. You search the terrain. You see nothing. The ground shakes beneath you. Qui-Gon's life force blows passed you with hurricane strength. Behind it a small current follows him. A giant baby bottle appears in your cart. You squint, shake your head and resume your shopping... The two Jedi stare dumbfounded at each other. Qui-Gon breaks into a proud smile. He caresses your sleeping face. "Why did she not tell us?" Qui asked softly. "I do not know." Ardeth grins. Qui leans in and kisses your slumbering face. Ardeth does as well. _________________________ Dozens of padawans cheered on the combatants. They parried and lunged back and forth underneath the watchful eyes of a Knight and a Council Member. Ardeth Fey sat perfectly still watching the two students display their skills before him. "Tarien Braith has come a long way in her training." Yarael Poof noted to Ardeth. His voice is hushed and serene. Ardeth studied the young human girl. Her almond shaped eyes squinted with each blow, her short cropped grey hair is slicked to her head from exertion. She and Patrick were chosen to contend before Ardeth who has yet to take on a Padawan. "How old is the boy?" Ardeth asked already knowing the age of the girl. She was twelve standard years. "He is Twelve." After soundly besting Patrick, Tarian bowed to the guests as does Patrick. Ardeth and Yarael acknowledge them with a nod. The students disburse in the training room leaving the two alone. "You realize it is an honor to train a padawan not a burden." "Yes." Ardeth places his hands within the sleeves of his cloak. "I do." "It is time for you to look beyond yourself and seek another. Experienced knights must pass their knowledge on to others. It is how things are done. It is our legacy." Ardeth nodded soberly. Though he knows the council will never force him to take on a padawan it is better that he does. Ardeth sighed and turned to face the council member, "I will speak with Tarien shortly but first I need to make a request..." He made a mental note to have the droids begin setting up quarters for he and his new padawan within the Temple. "Master Qui-Gon," Yoda leaned on his cane before his kneeling former Padawan. The tapping wood echoed in the empty council chamber. "Yes Master?" Qui-Gon rested comfortably on one knee though he still towered over the dimunitive Jedi Master. "Allowed you we have for some time to do as you wish. But now, you must think of others before yourself." Yoda paced back and forth, "It is time for you take on another Padawan Learner." "Master Yoda--" "I am not finished." He snapped "Yes Master." Qui-Gon's admiration and affection for the Jedi Master was palpable even to the point of still making him feel like a gawky teenager. "Too many students not enough trainers we have." Yoda vexed, "Knights running around thinking of themselves and not the future. Much knowledge you have," He pointed his walking stick at Qui-Gon, "too much to be contained within you. Others will benefit from your experience. You have trained one well. Now you must take on another. Selfish you are not. Raised you better I did!" Qui-Gon nodded. "Yes Master." He rained in his emotions knowing he will honor the request of his former master. The prospect of taking on a new padawan saddened him, not because of the training but because it will force him to leave you. Yoda turned his head. His ears moved forward. "So sad are you?" Qui-Gon remained silent. "Chana you will miss. How is she?" "I believe she is...well." Qui-Gon responded controlling his anxiety. He has not seen you for quite some time. He is concerned for your welfare. "She is with child?" Yoda's ears bend down. "Yes Master." "Good news this is. Also explains your absence from the temple. Ardeth is well?" "Yes, I have seen him recently." "Tell me this you did not. You conceal more of yourself from me. Am I as harsh as you think? Feelings I have," he paused, "understand I do." ---------- You shift your weight upon the marble bench. Your emerald colored robe cascades out around you. You munch on a wafer and sip cool berry juice from your old military canteen. The pungent flowers of the Temple Garden assault your nose making you a little sick. You don't quite remember them smelling this strong. In the background children giggle and titter as an instructor tells them stories. You smile and munch on a raw vegetable. You don't seem to feel as sick when you're eating. You pull out a transport schedule. "Twenty-Four hours." You shake your head. You've been on Coruscant for a week and it's already draining you financially. Food, lodging and transport are astronomically high here. You rub your swollen belly, the fluttering comes to a stop. "And with more mouths to feed, I can't afford to stay any longer." You journeyed to the Jedi Temple for herbs and medicines to take back to Titan. Though the physcians on Titan are competent, the Jedi herbs and remedies make your pregnancies more palatable for you and your mates. "Children gather your things. We must return." A voice says in the distance. You notice two sets of eyes staring at you. A little boy, all of four, with cinnamon colored hair and a cleft chin eyes you curiously. By his side is a tiny girl with shiny black hair and caramel skin. She clutches a toy bantha. The boy followed by the girl approach you cautiously. You nibble on a piece of fruit trying to contain your smile. You know from your dreams who they are, now you get to see them in person. Inquisitive eyes stare at you as you chew. "You want some?" You note that the boy has his father's eyes and your mother's chin. "Fruit." He looks at you warily. Suddenly you feel tiny waves of the Force rippling through you causing the life within your womb to flutter. You catch your breath. He is strong like his father. The boy takes the fruit and eats a hearty bite. You smile at the little girl and offer some to her. She is the perfect combination of you and Ardeth. Seeing that her compadre is no worse for wear she eats the fruit as well. "thank you." The little girl says "You're welcome." You smile. "thank you." the boy remembers. "Obi-Wan! Nurit!" The teacher peaks around the corner. "Come now, it is time to return." They snap their heads back, eyes wide. "Bye!" Obi-Wan says and runs pulling his sister behind him. "Bye." You answer softly. Tears well up. You place your tremoring hand to your mouth. "I guess I should be going." Qui-Gon exits the council chamber. "Chana?" He frowns. Part Two You stroll slowly to the door buttoning the last clasp of your gown. You sigh and check your hair in the mirror. "Not too bad." You mutter wondering who this could be. Your skin has a healthy flushed look. Some call it a glow. You fan yourself, it's just plain warm. "Just a second." It's probably those damn droids with more room service. You open the door. "I didn't order room ser--." Two giant men stand before you. Both wearing dark brown robes, their hands clasped within their sleeves. Their expressions are intense, serious and hard. "--vice." The fluttering in your belly that feels like rolling balls of gas suddenly stops. "Chana." Ardeth says They stand before you. You have not seen them in four months. Tears stream down your face. "I..." You raise your arms. Qui-Gon and Ardeth hold you for dear life. The door barely closes behind them. You kiss each other frantically. "You did not inform us of your arrival." Ardeth asserts in betweem kisses. "I didn't know if you were here." You pull them to you savoring their love and warmth. "Today in the temple-- Why were you sad?" Qui asks in between kisses. "Not sad." You manage with Ardeth's tongue in your mouth, "Happy." Ardeth pulls away. His hand reaches for your belly. "How are they?" His slender hand gently rubs your stomach. "They are fine." "Your life force is so strong. I could feel you in the corridor." Qui kisses your forehead, "Thank the Force. It is so strong. Our babies are healthy." He undoes several clasps to your robe. The bulge in your belly is evident. Two babies rest within your pelvic girdle...twins... a boy and a girl. Ardeth kneels and closes his eyes. He places his hand and face against your stomach. You look up at Qui. All is in balance, this has been a perfect day...to see all of your family at once. Safe and sound. Qui-Gon's kiss is passionate, strong and moist. There is movement in you. You pant and look down at Ardeth. He grins, "My son. He is strong." Qui places his hand on your belly. His lips curl into a grin. "She sleeps." "I have missed you two." Your hand twines within Ardeth's wavy shoulder length mane. Is it possible to love someone too much? To give up so much of yourself for another to find your life empty when they are not around? You grapple with these things on a daily basis. But when you are with Qui-Gon and Ardeth none of these questions matter. Qui pulls you closer. You lay relaxed against his naked body. He massages your lower back, Ardeth cups your breasts. "Padawans?" You sigh. Ardeth props his head on his hand. "Yes. The time has come. The council thinks it is best and they are right." Your bottom lip quivers, tears well up in your eyes. You try to hold them back. //Gods I'm so emotional.// "So the journey begins." You finally say. "I will try to make it home as much I can." Qui intervenes wiping away your tears. His voice is compassionate filled with love and sorrow. You nod, "I know." Your breath sputters. You hold back the wave of emotion that threatens to overtake you. "So I have one night?" You ask meekly. Ardeth leans in and kisses you tenderly. "No." He rubs your belly. "We have 'til they are born. I insisted." Your mouth curls upward. He is so protective. Gods the fights you two have had, his jealousy. Qui-Gon's possessiveness. How will you live without them? Ardeth tongue snakes into your mouth. A surety of movement he has done so many times. Qui's embrace tightens. He holds and supports you as Ardeth leans in becoming more aggressive. You pull away for air only to be turned and kissed by Qui-Gon. His tongue battles with yours. Moistures from your sex coats your inner thighs. Ardeth's finger slides into you. "Mmmm." You whimper as Qui's tongue thoroughly explores your mouth. Ardeth suckles you. Full lips pull at your nipples. You welcome this inspite of your sore breasts. You lean harder against Qui feeling his stiffening member against your legs. Ardeth's tongue traces your nipples, nipping and suckling. "Do you want it tonight?" Ardeth asks huskily. His voice is barely above a whisper. He sucks your lips. He knows you want it tonight. You need it. You reach down and grab his luscious cock. A cock that has made you scream, moan and even impregnated you twice. Qui slips his fingers inside you, moving them in and out slowly. The musky scent of sex rises all around you. Your hand is slick from the juices emanating from Ardeth's cock. "Can you take it on your back?" Qui whispers with his fingers buried deep in your hole. You moan doing your best to think quickly. Each pregnancy was different. With Obi-Wan yes. You could until your sixth month. With Nurit your fifth. "We can try." You purr. You open your legs, his fingers slip out of you. You are on the bed with your knees bent just at the edge. You're lifemates breaths are ragged. They are desperately trying to maintain control. Qui kisses you. "Open your mind to me, I need to know." Jinn whispers and slowly penetrates you. Immediately your link between the two is strengthened. They feel your arousal and you feel theirs. You now know they truly want throw open your legs and pound you until you scream but their concern for you and the babies out weigh that. The Master's penis stretches you. It feels good. He sinks deeper and deeper. It feels good until....the pressure is too much. God's, he's too large. "Qui." You whimper. Your legs tremble. He pulls out of you. The emptiness is even worse. You want him back inside. "Shhh." He kisses you. "The best part is exploring." Qui holds you firmly. He kisses all that his mouth can reach. He massages your chest and swollen belly. You buck against him. Your back is against his chest as you both lounge on a grand recliner. Qui's body elevates you enough so your legs rest comfortably on each chair arm. Both of your body's bounce as Ardeth plunges in and out of you ruggedly grunting. He swears in Titanese while moving his penis circularly within your dripping cunt. "Unnggggghhhh." Your nails dig into the leather of the chair. Qui holds you still. Sweat drips onto you from Ardeth. "Yes." "Force." Ardeth grunts and stiffens his body. "He is close." Qui whispers to you, his own stiff cock thoroughly soaking your back. "Don't fight it." Ardeth grabs your hips and sinks deep. He holds you still fucking you with short thrusts. Your muscles clench. "Oh, yes." You gasp. He rams you and stops. You yelp. He clenches his eyes and mouth. His body tenses. Ardeth shoots his load into you. Creamy liquid heat coats your insides. He pumps slowly. Your mind settles, Ardeth still pours into you. "Yes baby. Come." You moan. "Honey. Oh.." He grunts loosening his grip as he empties himself into you. His breath returns to normal. His slackened penis falls out of you. "Chana, I love you." Your lover tells you and kisses you wantlonly though he is spent. "Now for Qui-Gon." His spicy scent is all over you. Your body is on fire. You want more, you need more. And you will have more. Your back is slick from Qui-Gon's stiff dripping penis. "Lean the chair back and slide on to me." Qui directs with ragged breaths. Your pussy filled with Ardeth's semen slides easily around Qui-Gon's meaty cock. He has been holding out for awhile and you don't want him to wait any longer. You both set an easy rhythm as his hands fall to your hips moving you up and down. You feel his cock rubbing your interior just waiting to deliver his load. Up and down, slowly you move at first. The pace picks up. He is trying to hold back but his control slips. "Yes." He rubs your belly. Ardeth leans forward licking your lips, delving into your mouth. You wiggle your hips around. "Yes Qui, baby. Uhnnn.." You pant heavily. You clench him furthering his precious slip of control. He growls with pleasure. You clench again as he thrusts into you. You lean back and close your eyes. You love him. You love his cock. Ardeth's hand grips your hair. He leans over you and the master. His face inches from yours; he whispers intensely, "Be good and loosen yourself." You open your eyes and meet his mahogany ones. They are fierce and protective. You nod. You relax your muscles. Qui's penis moves in and out of you freely. Your eyes roll in the back of your head. You're so slick. Ardeth closes his eyes. Suddenly you move up and down more rapidly. Qui's hips buck beneath you. You keen as your muscles tighten. Ardeth mouth covers yours swallowing your scream as Qui holds you in place and shoots his hot liquid into you. His hips rise and fall slowly as he pumps his semen into you warming your interior and mixing with Ardeth's. You whimper loving every moment. Bonelessly the Master slumps beneath you. Your cooling body trembles. You three barely make it to bed. They place you in between them and keep you close. You all sleep for you must be up early to catch a transport home.