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The heat in his blood woke him. He reached out with his senses and
discovered his Master was not in the bungalow. He tossed away the
light coverlet and ran a hand across his nape and down his chest.
Recalling the reason for his dampened skin, he cast out for his
Master again.

Wearing his swim trunks, Obi-Wan began the easy walk through the soft
coral sand. His destination was the beach for a midnight swim to
cool his fever.

The full moon, almost bright enough to read by, lit his way. The
seabreeze ruffled his hair, but did nothing to cool his skin. He
inhaled deeply the salty tang of the sea. The sound of the surf
breaking onshore called softly to him.

He stopped not far from the water line to watch in awe as Qui-Gon
emerged from the surf like Neptune from his realm. The dark shape of
his Master silently studied him, then shook the water from his mane.

The beads of water on Qui-Gon's chest sparkled as they reflected the
moonlight. Obi-Wan's gaze followed as one bead ran along the angle
of the collarbone, then turned to slip downward between his pecs,
between the cut of his abs and continued farther down into the
waistband of his Master's swim trunks.

Drawn by an irresistible pull, Obi-Wan stepped closer; closer, until
he could feel the heat radiate off his Master's body. He leaned in,
closer still, until his lips touched his Master's.

I saw you there.
Just standing there.
I thought I was only dreaming, yeah.
I kissed you then,
Then once again.

He pulled back to stare into the sapphire eyes he wished to drown
in.

You said you would come and dance with me.
Dance with me
Across the sea.
We can feel the motion of a thousand dreams.

Oh [Master, Master],
Can't you see I'm burning, burning.
[Master, Master],
Is this love I'm feeling?

Obi-Wan let his fingers drift down his Master's chest. Reverently,
he traced the outline of every sculpted muscle. He saw the muscle
over the heart twitch as his fingers glided over the nipple. He
heard Qui-Gon's gasp.

The feel of his Master's damp skin was electric, sending sparks of
pleasure darting though his blood to settle first in his stomach,
then lower still.

Ships at night
Give such delight.
We all leave before the morning light.

He reached out as Qui-Gon began to turn away from him. He could feel
the uncertainty in his Master's mind.

Please don't go.
No, please don't go,
'Cause I don't want to stay here on my own.

Oh [Master, Master],
Can't you see I'm burning, burning.
[Master, Master],
Is this love I'm feeling?
Oh [Master, Master],
Can't you see I'm burning, burning.
[Master, Master],
Is this love I'm feeling?

Obi-Wan sent a silent plea as his Master faced the sea.

[Master], breathe your love on me, breathe your love.
Take away my name, take away.
[Master], lay your hands on me,
Never be the same.

His stomach tightened, but not from his desire. He was afraid his
Master would now reject him for his most improper advance. He was
unsure of what to do, or say to mend the rift his behavior may have
created.

Oh [Master, Master],
Can't you see I'm burning, burning.
[Master, Master],
Is this love I'm feeling?
Oh [Master, Master],
Can't you see I'm burning, burning.
[Master, Master],
Is this love I'm feeling?

The sound of the gentle surf was drowned out by the sound of his own
frantic heartbeat. Slowly, his Master turned back to face him. His
breath caught in his throat as he saw Qui-Gon's eyes deepen to
cobalt.

Something new called to him through their bond; something he had only
dreamt about. He felt the fever of desire build between them. It
became stronger as his Master approached.

He watched as Qui-Gon dipped his head to capture his lips. After
several playful nips and a few gentle bites from his Master, he
parted his lips.

His Master's tongue caressed his own and he moaned softly for the
shear pleasure of a desire fulfilled.

Come with me,
And make believe
We can travel to eternity.

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