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DISCLAIMER: ::sigh:: Qui-Gon is not mine. He's
George's toy. I'm just playing with him.
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: ABH. A nice dip in a hot tub with Qui-Gon.
NOTES: Thanks to Panthera for the plot bunny. This is
dedicated to Kayla. Thought list-mommy might need
some yummy Qui-smut. :)
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The bubbling water of the hot tub closes in around
Qui-Gon like the arms of a familiar lover. He sinks deep
and stretches luxuriously. "Are you going to get in are
or you just going to stare all night?" he asks, not
bothering to open his eyes.

 

You smile at his languor, slipping your robe off of your
shoulders. "But you look so comfortable, Qui-Gon," you
tease, sitting on the edge of the tub.

 

"I'd be more comfortable if you were in here with me."

 

"But I don't want to disturb you..."

 

He slits his eyes open and gives you a look that borders
on lascivious, his lips curling seductively.

 

"Woman. Get in here right now."

 

You smother your grin and swing your legs over the
edge of the tub, settling into the steamy water.
Qui-Gon's arms slide around your waist and pulls you
into his lap, his lips eagerly seeking yours. He coaxes
your lips apart, and his tongue meets yours, stoking the
fire of lust within you.

 

You settle more firmly in his lap and he hisses at the
sudden contact. Still kissing him heatedly, you press
your sex against the hot length of his cock, inticing him.
He breaks away from your lips, kissing a trail down your
neck, one hand dipping beneath the water to slip
between your legs.

 

His lips and teeth and tongue working at the sensitive
tendon in your neck, and he brushes a fingertip over
your clit, then slides a long digit inside of you. You
moan softly, tossing your head back. His finger slides in
and out steadily, his palm brushing against your clit with
every stroke.

 

You can feel the tension building it the pit of your belly,
but when you try to buck on his hand, he draws his
fingers away. "Wha...?" you whimper in protest.

 

He brushes a light kiss on your lips. "Shh... I'm not
taking anything away..." he whispers against your
mouth, his tongue darting out again to sample the flavor
of your skin.

 

He lifts your hips and you reach down and grasp his
hard shaft, maneuvering and sinking down onto him. He
fills you, stretching you to a luxurious tightness. He lifts
you again and thrusts up into you, working his way in
until your hips are flush against his thighs and his cock
is pressed against your cervix.

 

You moan at the sudden wash of pleasure, eyes slipping
shut. Your breath comes hard, a harsh echo of
Qui-Gon's own breathing. "Look at me," he says
hoarsely.

 

You force your eyes open and are swept away in the
tide of blue that meets yours. You can see straight into
his soul, straight into all of the love and lust that's roiling
inside of him. The bubbling water caresses your skin,
heightening sensations. His palms slide lightly over
your breasts, teasing your nipples to erection. He
smiles at your groan and presses light kisses on your
neck. He begins to slowly rotate his hips and you gasp,
fighting to keep your eyes on his.

 

"Can you feel it?" he moans between thrusts, "Can you
feel me inside of you?"

 

"Oh, yes..."

 

"Can you feel my soul joining with yours? We are one,
my love."

 

"Qui-Gon... yes..." you whisper, moving with him,
keeping the constant contact against your clit.

 

"Ahh... you feel so good," he whispers, drawing you
close to his chest, "Please, come for me, love. Give
yourself to me..."

 

"Yes..." you gasp, losing yourself in the heavy blue of
his eyes and the torrent of pleasure.

 

He stops to feel you come around him, moaning harshly.
"I'm... I can't hold back..."

 

"Oh, yes, come, Qui-Gon. Please, come now..." you
keen, still riding the waves of your orgasm.

 

He clutches your hips, crying out, spilling himself inside
of you. Gasping for breath, you both come back down
together, pressed as tightly together as you can get.
You wish that you could just sink through his skin so you
wouldn't ever have to leave him again.

 

"You're already a part of me," he whispers, his hands
shaking as he caresses your back, "I want you to always
be aware of that. Even if we are apart, you are with me,
and I am with you."

 

You nod against his shoulder and sink down into the
water with him.

 

End