"Queen Roe, welcome you are, expected." Master Yoda
greeted the Queen for the Jedi council.

The Queen dismissed her two bowing attendants, waiting to
reply until the door hissed shut behind the women.

Mace Windu serenely gazed upon the council's mysterious
guest. She was completely cloaked in silver robes and her face
covered in a silvery veil. Even more perplexing than not seeing her
face was her mind, it was completely shielded.

"Expected?" She paused. "Then you know what I require."

"I do, yes." Yoda answered, "Timing is good not."

"The council's compliance is demanded at this time." The
Queen's voice was soft and solemn.

"Queen Roe, " Mace drew her attention to him. "Master Yoda
may know what you request , but I can feel the rest of the council
does not."

"I have sensed things to come. Light without dark, good
without evil, and the Force without Will. There cannot be one
without the other. The safety of my planet and the possession of the
Will, requires the service of two Jedi, strong with the force."
Queen Roe stated cryptically.

"Things you see?" Yoda closes his eyes, "unclear."

"I will not debate this with you Yoda. Two paths lay ahead
of me. I choose the Jedi as you should." The Queen's shrouded
figure moves to the door. "I leave you to explain to you fellow
council members. My transport leaves in 17 hours."

All council members turned questioning eyes to Yoda. He
takes a deep breath and shakes his head as he prepares to explain.

"Master, did the council elaborate on our duties on Iego?"
Obi Wan questioned as they approached the transport docks.

"Only to serve Queen Roe. I'm sure our duty will be made
clear shortly. So, practice patience Padawan." Qui Gon stated as
they boarded the Queen's ship.

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PART TWO

After 8 days at hyper speed and waiting to disembark, Qui
Gon's boundless patience was thinning. Even after deep meditation he
couldn't see through the Force to Queen Roe or Iego. The mystery of
their mission leaving an uneasiness in his mind.

"Ambassadors, My Queen is ready to receive you." A small
woman wrapped in blue robes bowed to the Jedi. "She also bid me to
offer you rest if you so choose before taking her audience."

"Obi Wan and I are well rested. Please lead the way to your
Queen." Qui Gon instructed as Obi Wan moved to his side.

With grace close to floating, the woman lead them out of the
ship. Their senses were assaulted by the sweet fragrance of the
flowers surrounding the landing pad. They were taken into a garden
tunnel of lush green foliage.

"Master, if Coruscant had soil for just one of these plants,
it would be a better place." Obi Wan remarked wistfully.

"Padawan, do not place too much stock in beauty. It maybe
deceiving."

"But, it could also be innocence in it's purest form."
Receiving a disapproving expression Obi Wan realized his
mistake. "Sorry Master, it is not my place to contradict
you."

They entered a grand entry, flanked on either side by shallow
ponds, graced with large vases pouring fresh water back in.

Two large doors were pushed open by their escort and lead
into a grand room. Both Jedi were oblivious to their surrounds
having finally laid eyes on the Queen.

"I present the Ambassadors of Coruscant, Jedi Master Qui Gon
Jinn and his apprentice Jedi Obi Wan Kenobi." The small woman
performed a deep bow as the Jedi bowed their heads.

Queen Roe was very pleased with the Jedi Yoda had chosen to
send to her. She had feared they would be as old as Yoda and or not
human. Both men appealing to her newly developed senses of her
body. She knew the change would happen one day, but never imagined
the intensity would be so immense.

She finally found her voice, "Jedi, welcome to Iego. Jenna
please over see the preparations of their meal and be sure their room
is properly cooled." She turned her attention back to the Jedi.
"Do
you have any special requirements or requests?"

"No, your hospitality is most generous." Qui Gon folded his
arms into the sleeves of his robe.

As Jenna departed, the Queen could sense an uneasiness in her
visitor's minds. Once they were alone, she knew she would have more
explaining to do then she had hoped.

"I sense your confusion. It appears to me that Yoda did not
explain why you are here."

Qui Gin was stunned, realizing the Queen must also be trained
in the ways of the Force. When he didn't answer Obi Wan did.

"That is correct your Highness. We were only told you
required our services for thirty days."

She was very disappointed. " I had hoped Yoda had prepared
you, so you would have time to accept your duty and not find it
abhorrent to you."

The warm sound of Obi Wan's voice had her body humming
softly. She decided she needed the breeze from the open windows to
continue explaining.

"The council would not send us on a mission that was not
necessary. We are at your disposal and we will do whatever Iego
needs us to do." Obi Wan tried to assure her.

"That is so. But, I must explain and offer you the right to
decline." She turned to look upon the garden. "This is most
difficult for me to talk about. Very few creatures know who I am and
my role with the Force. Yes Qui Gon, I am part of the Force." She
didn't need to see their faces to feel the surprise at her feeling his thoughts.

"The Will of the Force. I'm sure you were taught that at
the
Jedi temple. My being is a conductor or a source of the Will. I
have existed in seclusion all my life. I have been safe from the
Darkside of the Force simply because I am unknown. The Darkside is
growing stronger and I desire not to be hunted and taken into their
power." She paused to gather her thoughts.

"We will protect you." Qui Gon's voice came from beside
her.

"I have always felt there was more to the Force. Qui Gon is
right, we will protect you." Obi Wan added.

"I believe you would fight for me. But, I will have to ask
more from you. Please let me finish explaining before you agree any
further. I have only felt the touch of another person once. When I
was younger, my attendant placed her hand on my arm to gain my
attention. That simple touch burned into my flesh and scarred. It
was more pain then you can imagine. I can only be touched by those strong with the Force." She felt too close to the Jedi to
continue without putting some space between her and them.

"The Will of the Force has chosen this time in my life, that
my body must be claimed. I will be allowed the pleasure of your
touch for only twenty six days. It is my own desire and selfishness
that I requested two Jedi. After those twenty six days, the man to
have first touched me intimately will be the only one able to touch me for the rest of my life. Therefore the Will of the Force
will be more favored upon the Jedi." The Queen turned to face the
Jedi.

"Our duty is to service you sexually?" Obi Wan asked
incredibly.

Queen Roe mistook his exclamation as outrage. "I am sorry.
I had hoped for too much. The simple act of claiming my body quickly
will be enough." She was so thoroughly humiliated she had to get
away from them.

"Your Highness," Qui Gon started.

"No, I can not discuss this any further now." She backed
away, "Jenna will be at your service. She will relay any message you
have for me."

It took all her courage to keep her head high and walk out of
the room.

Jenna was surprised to see Roe hurrying towards her private
wing of the palace, alone. She had thought the Jedi would have not
wasted a minute in performing their duty, leaving their meal to go
cold. Something was wrong.

Without thought of their titles she fumed, "What have you
done to hurt Roe!"

Qui Gon stopped mid-sentence to Obi Wan and turned to the
angry woman in front of him. "I'm afraid my Padawan interrupted your
Queen's explanation with unwisely chosen words."

"I would like to apologize to her." Obi Wan bowed his head.

The regret did nothing to cool Jenna's anger. "Did you
reject
her!"

"Jenna, please calm yourself." Qui Gon spoke firmly and
gently. "We had just realized what your Queen required of us. To say
the lest, it was not anything we expected. Our missions are to help
with negotiations and treaties."

"You did not answer my question. Did you reject her?" Jenna
reiterated.

"I assure you, we did not." Qui Gon answered.

Jenna put her hands over her face and cried with relief. Obi
Wan lead her to a chair. When she had composed herself she found
both men kneeling in front of her. She was struck by how very
handsome their faces truly were. She hoped she would be able to
convince these two beautiful Jedi to embrace her Queen and
give her enough pleasure to last a life time.

"You must allow me to finish explaining her need," she
begged.

"We will hold our tongues," Qui Gon pointedly looked at Obi
Wan, "we are at your attention."

She took a deep breath. "Roe is my dearest friend. I would
give anything to hug her just one time. I can't imagine the life she
has suffered. Always alone and never allowed the feeling of
another's touch. I don't understand it, but my touch would
be
painful to her. The energy inside her is always active. She is veiled because you can't see her face. It is like a blurred
holograph message. She hasn't even seen her own face. But, I can
tell you, she is beautiful. When she has the veil off, the room is
brighter and you can't take your eyes off her." She wiped a tear from
her cheek.

"As her friend it pains me to know her loneliness and to be
unable to ease it for her. Something changed in her and awakened her
passion as a woman. She confided in me that it was the Will of the
Force trying to protect her. If the Darkside were to find her, the
energy inside her would be in their control and she a slave." Jenna
closed her eyes and shuddered with the thought of her gentle friend being abused.

"It is true, all one of you needs to do is take her to your
bed and claim her virginity. That is all it would take to save her.
I am begging you to have more compassion. Be her lovers. Show her
the pleasures that you know a woman can have in your arms. Give her
memories of touch to last a lifetime." She placed her hand over her
heart, "Please."

"I only know one way to be with a woman," Qui Gon
revealed. "A woman that would grant me her favors, deserves every
effort from me to pleasure and worship her body."

"I agree with my Master. My true pleasure demands I satisfy
my lover's needs before my own." Obi Wan agreed. "But
this matters
not, if the Queen finds us undesirable?"

"That is not likely." Jenna answered.

"Nevertheless, Obi Wan has a legitimate concern. She should
spend some time with us before it is assumed we are acceptable." Qui
Gon suggested. "As upset as she seemed when she left this room, she
may have already decided against us."

"I shall show you to you room and have the mid meal sent to
you. If I can find Queen Roe, perhaps you can share the evening meal
together."

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Part 3

Roe pulled a light lavender cloak around her shoulders. She
expected Jenna to return soon to escort her to the dining hall.
Setting aside her embarrassment over her earlier reaction, she was
overcome with relief at the Jedi's decision to stay. Brushing her
waist length dark hair she opted to wear it down and uncovered.
Jenna entered just as she secured a creamy short veil across her face.

"Your Jedi wait for you," she smiled. "I must warn you,
they are even more delightful to the eyes without those drab brown
cloaks on." Jenna almost envied Roe, when she saw the width of Qui
Gon's shoulders in just a simple beige gauzy tunic. Or the hollow of
Obi Wan's neck and the little amount of chest the `v' in his shirt exposed.

Stop!" she giggled. "You're making me more nervous."

Qui Gon and Obi Wan rose from their seats as she entered the
hall. Bowing, Jenna took her leave with a smile on her face.

"Pleasant evening, gentlemen." Roe greeted as she took her
chair at the end of the table between them.

"Your Highness, let me apologize for interrupting you this
morning." Obi Wan wasted no time.

"It was my misunderstanding," looking into his blue eyes she
was warmed by his sincerity. "I will accept yours if you will accept
mine for over reacting."

Their food was ushered in by three servants. Roe smiled.
Her chef, Marco, had out done himself. He must have been delighted
to have the opportunity to prepare meat dishes. She very seldom ate
more then fruits and vegetables. Her smiled turned into laughter as
she saw three platters of various meats, four different loaves of
bread, several dishes of vegetables, and one bowl of mixed fruit.

"My chef Marco is trying to impress you. I hope you have
large appetites."

"It smells wonderful. His hard work is much appreciated."
Qui Gon praised.

"I don't know which to try first." Obi Wan eyed the
feast laid out on the table.

Roe called the servants to her, "We can serve ourselves.
Could you open another bottle of Tali wine, then take a message to
Marco. Tell him the Ambassadors are most appreciative of this fine
meal and I thank him for showing them the splendor of all the
nutrients Iego has to offer."

Qui Gon took her plate, "May I serve you."

"Yes, thank you."

He filled her plate with small samples from every dish, while
Obi Wan filled the water and wine glasses.

Obi Wan was the first to taste the roasted fowl. "Marco is to
be commended. I've never tasted anything to compare."

Both men enjoyed every mouthful, savoring the tastes and
textures the food generators could never duplicate.

Qui Gon noticed she wasn't eating. "Are you not hungry?"

"Yes, I am, but I was more amused over Obi Wan's obvious
pleasure with his food." She smiled as he wiped gravy from his lips.

"Perhaps, if you removed your veil it would be easier for you
to eat." Obi Wan smiled back.

"Padawan, think before you speak." Qui Gon admonished.

"It's all right, he speaks the truth. I am only hesitant to
remove it because I am not in the habit of being around others
without it." Before she lost her nerve she pulled the fine material
off her face.

"My face is indistinguishable because of the Will inside me.
I am hoping your touch will ease that energy and my features will
become more defined."

Qui Gon took his glass of wine into his large hand and sat
back. "You are a mysterious creature, Queen Roe. I cannot make out
the shape of your lips or the color of your eyes. What I do see is
how beautiful you truly are."

"Quite radiant," Obi Wan agreed.

"You are very kind. Please, continue your meal. Marco would
be most displeased with me if I distracted you."

They finished while Roe inquired about their travels. She
was enthralled with each description of every planet they talked
about.

Obi Wan laid his fork down, "Master, we will have to perform
routines and exercises for half the day tomorrow to work off this
feast."

"I am so proud that you have found it to be in your liking."
Roe sipped her wine.

"I would like to discuss why we are here." Qui Gon twirled
the shimmering wine in his glass.

His hands were so large the goblet looked like a child's toy
in them. She had an image of those large hands on her body. She
shivered as she realized the strength a man of his size would have.
Would he be a gentle lover or would she be crushed before he was
finished with her?

"I am prepared to answer any questions you may have." She
took a large swallow of the wine to fortify her resolve.

"Are you trained in the ways of The Force?" He asked as he
refilled her wine. "You have sensed my thoughts and have shielded your mind."

"No, I am not trained. The limit to my abilities are those
you mention. Occasionally I am given a glimpse of the future."

"You are unafraid to submit your body to us?" He watched
for her reaction.

Roe's mouth went dry. "I cannot say I am unafraid. I am
only hopeful."

"Are you too afraid to take my hand," he held his hand out
across the table to her.

She stared at his palm and the calluses it had. She could
touch him. She could feel his skin. So why was she afraid?

"Yes Qui Gon, I am afraid." Her heart hammered in her
chest. "I'm afraid of the pain it might cause. I'm afraid to know
what I truly look like." She looked back to his hand.

"There will be no pain. I have a need to know the color of
your eyes. Trust me little one, and take my hand."

Slowly she reached out to his hand. Hesitating only a moment
before she slid her small hand onto his. The calluses were hard but
smooth. She closed her eyes at the ecstasy of her hand being
engulfed inside the warmth of his.

Qui Gon and Obi Wan were taken a back by the loveliness of
her face. High cheek bones, straight little nose and creamy smooth
skin.

/Open your eyes/,she felt both men speak to her mind.

Doing as they requested she opened her eyes to see Qui Gon's
thumb caressing the top of her knuckles.

"What color are they?" She asked in a small voice.

"Lavender." Qui Gon smiled.

Before she could allow her hopes to escalate she had to
know, "Am I acceptable to you?" She pulled her hand free and placed
it safely in her lap.

"We are honored to be at your service." Obi Wan
answered. "There never was doubt."

Qui Gon released his yearning thoughts to her, proof that he
desired her. At her gasp he felt warmth gather in his loins.

"The first experience of making love should be special. Your
attendant mentioned you wished for this to be so. Is this true?"
Qui Gon drank his wine as if he wasn't asking about pleasure, but if
the sun was shining.

Roe was beyond embarrassed. Pulling herself together she
decided Qui Gon was somehow toying with her.

"Qui Gon, I don't know what questions you really want
answers to. I'm not sure if you are trying to scare me off or if you
honestly want to know. So, I will provided you with all. I am
terrified to share my body with you. Mostly because you are both much
larger that I. My reactions to your frankness, is shock and
excitement. The subject being of a nature I'm not used to speaking
of. Truthfully, I want this to happen. I would prefer the claiming
of my body to be more then just your duty."

"Very well said," Qui Gon smiled. "I only wish to know,
which of us do you choose?"

"I cannot choose." She rose from her chair and the Jedi
stood with her.

"I must leave that for you to decide, it is a decision that
must bode well with both of you. I am going to retire for evening.
Your answer is not expected tonight."

Obi Wan felt it wise to let her retreat, "Thank you,
Highness, for joining us this evening."

Both bowed respectfully as she left, departing to their room
after her. Qui Gon instantly dropped his large frame on to a settee
with his legs stretched out in front of him and rubbed his forehead.

"Master, were you deliberately trying to provoke the Queen?"

"No, Obi Wan, I was trying to understand her."

"In a millennia men have failed to understand women." he bit
out sarcastically.

"Mind your words Padawan." he leaned forward to rest his
arms on his knees. "We have a decision to make."

Obi Wan continued to pace, "I have thought of nothing else.
You are of course the wise choice."

Qui Gon laughed, "Did you not hear anything she said?"

"I did, but your restraint and control in every aspect
exceeds mine." He found a chair and brought it to sit across from
his master.

"No, it shouldn't be me. In her words she is afraid of our
size. And as you can see I am larger then you. Earlier she told us,
the first to claim her would be the only one to ever touch her
again. You are young and could return to her. It is not right that
she belong to me."

"Then Jenna also said to give her memories to last a life
time. That doesn't sound like she is planning on our return. And
you are not an old man, Master."

"I will go to her, if she still so desires. But, her first
experience shall be with you." Qui Gon sat back again.

"Have you taken a virgin before?" When Obi Wan shook his
head negatively, Qui Gon ran his fingers through his hair.

Part 4

Roe sat at her desk trying to comprehend the report laying in
front of her. Foolishly, she thought it would take her mind off the
Jedi. Deciding it was hopeless to continue, she thought it best to
try and sleep. Removing her lavender robe and gray body suit, she
found the old silver sleeping robe she liked best. After slipping
into the robe, she crossed the room to the largest window near her bed, and pulled back the heavy drapes and lacy sheers, commanding the
room lights to dim.

Seeking the tranquillity of the Force, she opened the
window. Her mind was refreshed as a cool breeze reached to swirl in
her hair. Leaning against the frame, she inhaled deeply, taking the
scent of the garden deep in her lungs. Closing her eyes, she let the
songs of the night creatures lull her into meditation, to feel the
Force surround her.

Obi Wan had just returned to the dining hall, hoping to find
Jenna, when he felt the Force pull towards the next corridor. His
body responded, knowing all sensation would lead him to the Queen.
As he rounded the last pillar, he found a very regal and feminine
room. With only one fragrant candle burning and moonlight spilling
over her small form, he found her. The image of her and the window sheers floating around her, he realized why it was thought
that angels lived on Iego.

As he approached, he recognized she was in a deep
meditation. Standing only inches from her, he waited patiently, as
Qui Gon had taught him. Her trance was broken when the breeze tossed
her hair back onto his chest. The warmth that emanated from his
closeness heightened all her senses.

At her marked stiffening Obi Wan softly said, " I did not
wish to interrupt."

Without turning to face the Jedi, she sighed, "Is not the
garden lovely?"

She shivered as he brought his face down to whisper in her
ear, "I cannot take my eyes off your beauty to offer my opinion."

Turning to finally meet his blue eyes she drew courage from
some where inside herself, "Why have you come to my room?"

"I want to feel the silkiness of your skin, taste the
sweetness of your kiss and hear the melody of my name from your
throat." He raised his hand to touch her face but hesitated when she
flinched before his hand could touch her.

"Close your eyes," he whispered. When she did as he bid, he
traced her jaw line with his finger and ran his thumb across her
parted lips. He was enchanted once again as her features became
visible. "So beautiful," his lips softly claimed hers.

When her hands caressed his chest to reach his shoulders he
was almost overcome with a desire to crush her to him. "Roe, my
desire for you is too great." He pulled her arms from around him.

She opened her eyes, afraid she had done something wrong. "I
am sorry, Obi Wan. I didn't mean to..."

"Shhh.." he put two fingers over her mouth. "Don't be
sorry. This is your first experience, and I want it to be as you
expected." He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

"I just wanted to touch you," she whispered as her breath
caught in her throat. The hot, moist touch of his lips on her hand
sent gooseflesh up her arm, only to be replaced with a wave of heat
when he looked up from her hand. His blue eyes seemed to smolder
with something she had never seen before.

He pulled her to the bed. Suddenly, she felt nervous. Jenna
had explained everything that a man and a woman did when they shared
their bodies, but it didn't ease the uncertainty.

Obi Wan was surprised he could feel her thoughts. Her mind
had been shielded until now.

He took her into his arms. "I will take it slow. I want you
to enjoy every new sensation." He tilted her head back to look into
her eyes. "If you touch me, I'm afraid that I will loose control of
my desire." He didn't know how he was to accomplish this, when the
scent of her hair made his head swim. Closing his eyes, he called on
the Force to clear his mind.

He released her to pull his tunic over his head. He had
never felt pride in his body until he saw her lavender eyes devour
his naked flesh. He reached for her robe and pulled it down her
shoulders until it fell into a silver puddle at her feet. His eyes
never left her face, having become enchanted by the blush that infused her cheeks. Her eyes closed again when his hands rested on
her shoulders. Relishing the feel of his hands, she couldn't imagine
more pleasure. She felt his lips on her collarbone and little moist
kisses trailing up to beneath her ear.

"My Queen, there is more pleasure. I promise to show you."
He scooped her up in his arms and placed her on the bed.

She was stunning with her dark hair fanned out behind her. He straightened to finally look upon her body. The thin lace
underclothes did nothing to conceal the ample breasts. His trance
was broken when her nipples grew taut under his gaze, prompting him
to lay at her side.

Running a finger up her side, stopping just below her
breast. "Do you trust me?"

Roe couldn't speak, only nodded her head.

Carefully he straddled her hips, taking both of her hands and
placing them above her head. "Keep your arms there," he ordered as
his mouth descended to hers.

The kiss was soft, and he refrained from deepening it until
she started to press her lips more firmly to his. A moan was stifled
as his tongue traced her lips. She opened her mouth to allow him
inside. His tongue caressed hers until it danced with his. Next he
coaxed her into his mouth. Through her hazy thoughts, she realized he
tasted of sweet Tali wine and wild berries. By the time he released
her mouth, she was breathless, but groaned at the loss of his kiss.
Her lips tingled and ached to have his mouth continue the onslaught
to her senses.

Obi Wan was amazed by her passionate responses. He moved a
leg between her and brought his knee up to the junction between and
was rewarded with another deep moan from her throat. He slipped her
lacy camisole over her head, baring her breasts. His mouth watered
just at the thought of tasting her nipples. He gave into that urge
as he felt her hips rub against his knee. Those glorious breasts
were firm and more then he could cup in his hand. Her body began to
quiver beneath him. Gasps floating in the air as his hot mouth
claimed a nipple. Her taste was sweeter than he imagined. He was
distracted by the moister he felt on his knee.

"Obi Wan," she choked out.

He raised his head from her chest, "Yes love?"

"Please, let me touch you," she begged ashamed.

He groaned, "No, my Queen, I can't let you."

Moaning she asked, "Please remove your pants, and let my body
feel your skin."

Obi Wan granted her request. His pants had become painful to
his manhood. He moaned as he was freed of the constraints clothes.
Roe was overwhelmed by his sex as it stood proudly from his body.
There was no possibility of that fitting inside her, without tearing
her in half.

"No," he covered her body again. "I am no different than any
other man. I was made to fit with you." He brushed a lock of hair
from her face.

He kissed he flushed flesh, stopping to delve his tongue into
her belly button. Her back arched when his fingers rolled both
nipple between his fingers just before they slid down her slender
belly, to grasp her panties and pull them down her legs.

When his warmth didn't return to cover her, she opened her
eyes. Obi Wan was kneeling at her feet. She watched breathlessly as
he picked up her foot and kissed the instep. She felt her heart
pound with each kiss and nibble as he moved up her leg, to settle
between them. Her heart exploded when his eyes met hers as he placed
one last kiss on her inner thigh.

He was pleased that her mind was open to him. He smiled
slightly when her thoughts repeated, /I can't take anymore./

His mind sent soothing words to her. /Breath, my Queen, your
pleasure has only begun./

When his mouth lowered to the tiny mound of hair between her
legs, she almost flew off the bed, but Obi Wan held her firmly down.
She lost all cognitive thought when he found the sensitive bud of
nerves hidden within her folds. Something was winding up inside her,
tighter and tighter, with each lap and flick of his tongue. Her
hands were at her sides grasping the bedding. Her pelvis lifting
each time he softened the pressure of his mouth.

He delighted in how wet she was for him. The sweet taste of
her nectar had him harder then he had ever been. Wishing to help
prepare her body for his, he gently slid a finger into her moist
heat. The tightness of her gave him pause. He would have to be in
control leastwise he cause her unnecessary pain.

The caress of his tongue was rewarded with the tightening of
her tunnel walls around his finger. Knowing her orgasm was about to
wash over her, he drew the tiny bud gently into his mouth. Her moans
became louder as he sucked her sweetness.

"Obi Wan," she panted. The tightness inside her wound to the
breaking point and released. Waves of pleasure coursed through her
body. Her breath caught in her lungs, her blood seared through her
veins, and her limbs trembled.

He moved to lean over her, returning his knee between her
legs to allow her to ease the orgasm against him. His male pride
revealed in the sight of her beneath him withering and stretching in
the ecstasy he gave her.

Once the shudders started to abide, he was ready to join his
body with hers. Moving between her legs he lifted one of her legs to
lay across his hip. Slowly her lowered onto her, holding some of his
weight up off her by his elbows. Her arms were pinned to her sides,
but his fingers dug into her hair when he felt her caress his sides.

"Hold tight to me," he whispered just before his lips took
hers in a deep kiss.

The smooth head of his hardness found her entrance and he
prepared himself to cause the pain Qui Gon had warned him of. With a
firm thrust he pushed into her heat, the tightness of her surrounding
him, but the barrier of her virginity didn't easily give to his
entrance. As he broke through, he felt her try to push away from
him, and he swallowed her whimpers of pain. He remained still, letting her body adjust to the intrusion of his. He released her
mouth and wrapped his arms around her. It was the tear escaping her
down her face that stopped his heart.

"My sweet Queen," he kissed the salty tear. "I never wished
to hurt you."

In a small voice she asked, "Are you finished with me?"

"I feel how much you want me to go." He kissed her neck. "To
leave you to believe sex is pain, I couldn't be that cruel."

Roe was torn between the pain she had just felt and the
throbbing fullness that was bringing back the waves his mouth had
created.

"I believe there is more," she moved beneath him, at his hiss
of pleasure she said, "Please, show me, Obi Wan."

Desire rushed through him. When he withdrew from her body,
intending to take each thrust slowly, he was treated to her lifting
her hips to take him back inside. Once she had his hard member back
inside her, she wrapped her legs around his waist to take all of him.
It was the end of his restraint when her hips rotated in little
circles. He found a rhythm that had her clinging to him with her head thrown back. He spilled his pleasure into her as soon as her
warmth constricted around him, granting her pleasure again. Waves
coursed through him, each harder then the one before, her body
draining him of all strength.

Roe was crushed into the mattress when Obi Wan collapsed,
enjoying the feeling of his weight on her. She savored the little
jolts of pleasure as he still twitched inside her. Finding her arms
free, she smoothed them across his back, feeling the muscles of his
shoulders, down to the curve of his firm buttocks. She was briefly
disappointed when he withdrew from her to roll to her side, but hadn't any time to mourn the loss of his warmth because he pulled her back
into his arms. Snugly fit to his side she laid her head on his chest.

"Sleep, love. I will hold you with my life force to ease any
tenderness I have caused your body."

She ran her fingers through the sparse hair on his chest,
drifting off to sleep as his hand covered hers to rest over his heart.

END