Massage Therapy

Author: Lanna C email: dewlannaa@hotmail.com
Archive: ok
Disclaimer: All characters but Tsalia Kai are borrowed and
will be returned unharmed.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/f
Summary: Sequel to Sparks, Rival, Nudge, etc.
Feedback: Feel free to attack.

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As Tsalia Kai entered her quarters after finishing her day
at the library, she knew at once that Qui-Gon had returned
from the lastest mission he and Obi-Wan had been sent on.
She could feel his presence. Nearing the bathroom, she
heard a weary sigh coming from within. She found him
leaning back in her large tub, a cloth folded over his eyes.
The air was so thick with steam she could hardly breath.

"Hello, my love," he said, his voice deep with exhaustion.
Sensing her concern he continued, "I'm fine, just need to
soak a little while."

Lia had never seen him so worn, his body was bruised
and battered. She buried her worries deep, not wanting
him to pick up on them. "Does Obi-Wan look as bad as
you do?" she asked trying to lighten the mood.

He chuckled silently, removing the cloth from his eyes, "He
is fine. I imagine he is in the dining hall by now." His eyes
squinted in the light of the room.

She dimmed the lights and bent over to kiss the jedi master
before shedding her clothes and joining him in the tub. "Just
relax and leave everything to me," she said, kissing him
again.

Qui-Gon closed his eyes, giving her complete control.

Lia lathered up a cloth and began washing Qui-Gon's
face. She began with his forehead, washing it gently, then
worked her way down the rest of his face, being especially
careful with the bruise on his cheekbone. It, like the others
she had seen on his body was already healing. After rinsing
his face, she moved on to his ears and neck.

Lia moved around behind him to start on his hair. She sat
on the side of the tub so she would have better access to his
soft mane. He leaned back, resting between her legs. Lia
took the hose nozzle and rewetted his hair before adding
the shampoo. She loved having her hands in his hair, working
the shampoo into his scalp she gathered the strands that
tried to slip away.

Qui-Gon sighed aloud as she massaged his scalp, he 
wouldn't mind difficult missions so much if he could come
home to this all the time.

Lia rinsed his hair with clean hot water from the nozzle then
slid down behind him to scrub his back. She kissed a shoulder
blade then proceded to wash his upper back. There were 
bruises here too, she tried not to think of what he must have
gone through this time, concentrating on the task at hand
instead.

With his back done she moved around front, staddled his
legs and began work on his chest. She loved his chest, it
was perfectly toned, slightly tanned, delicious! She tried to
stifle her growing arousal as she ran the soapy cloth over
one tight nipple, then the other. 

Qui-Gon was still leaning back with his eyes closed but Lia
could see that she wasn't the only one aroused. She also 
knew he was too exhausted to act on any thing now.

She picked up the pace of her washing slightly, trying not to
linger in certain areas too long, while still being cautious 
around his various bumps and bruises.

After his bath she dressed him in a warm robe then fed him
the soup and bread she had picked up at the dining hall
before coming home. His color had returned but he still
moved a little slowly.

"Come," she said when he had finished. "We're going to
see to those stiff muscles."

Qui-Gon followed Lia into the bedroom which she had filled
with candlelight. She removed his robe, leaving him naked,
then made him lay across the bed on his stomach. He
rested his head on folded arms, watching her slip out of
the robe she wore. My, but she was beautiful, he thought,
watching the way the light from the candles lit her naked
body. He shifted his hips, allowing for the growing arousal
he felt as she straddled his back, bottle in hand. She leaned
forward, her hard nipples grazed his back, sending a surge
of heat through his body.

"Just relax," she whispered in his ear, "This won't hurt a
bit."

Lia squirted some lotion into her hands, rubbing them
together to warm it, then proceded to work it into Qui-Gon's
knotted shoulder muscles. She had to work them hard
to relieve the tension there, but finally she could feel them
loosening up.

She worked her way down his back, massaging away all
the tension from his mission, while at the same time causing
tension of another kind.

Qui-Gon knew his body needed rest, but that was the last 
thing he desired now. The heat radiating from between her
thighs as she straddled him drove him crazy. She scooted
backwards over his buttocks, her pubic hairs tickling him.

"You're killing me here," he moaned, reaching a hand
down to adjust himself.

Lia could not help but laugh at him. Then, feeling slightly
evil, she leaned over and bit one of his ass cheeks.

"Hey!" he shouted, turning over quickly to protect himself
from another bite.

"Hey yourself," Lia laughed, at the sight of the erection in
front of her. She eased her body up over his, barely grazing
his hard shaft with her breast then her mound as she took
his bottom lip into her mouth, sucking gently.

The Jedi master moaned, pulling her close as he claimed
her mouth in a kiss so passionate it made her head spin.

She broke their kiss, working her way back down his body
with slow heavy kisses, stopping to tease his nipples along
the way.

Qui-Gon was moaning again, his breathing hard, his hands
tangled in Lia's hair as she made her way to his weeping
erection.

She parted his legs, giving her better access to his tight
sack, which she took into her mouth, sucking gently. Qui-Gon
shuddered. She then nipped at his inner thighs, teasingly.
She ran her hands across his lower belly, watching his
reaction through lust clouded eyes as her mouth neared
his needy organ. She wanted to dive right in but instead 
licked longingly from the base to the seeping tip. Qui-Gon's
body shuddered again, his moans becoming louder and
more frequent, his breathing faster and faster, his hands
were now gripping the bedclothes in an attempt to retain
control. Lia ran the head around her lips, spreading the
fluid there and driving the Jedi master mad. Her juices were
flowing freely, her body ached to feel him inside her, but
this time was for him alone. She plunged down on him,
nearly gagging, then slowly eased back up, sucking hard.
Down she went again, then back up. Down, up, picking up
speed as she went, down, up, faster and faster. Qui-Gon's
body went rigid as he thrust himself up into her mouth, sending
his hot seed down her throat.

Lia milked the last drops from his softening penis, then
moved up to lay along side her satiated love.

The End