SUMMARY: Someone from Qui-Gon’s past enters Elyssa’s life. This is a sequel to my fanfics “A Night to Surrender” “Obi-Wan in Paradise, and “How Sweet the Torment.”

NOTE: This is also an AU fic because in my universe Xanatos is very much alive and, I’m assuming, at this time in the SW chronology would be in his early to mid thirties.
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Part One

Elyssa opened the card which had come with the Jaharan roses. She smiled when she saw it was from Obi-Wan. She dipped her nose into the fragrant violet blossoms.

“They’re beautiful, Mistress Keyon.”

Elyssa lifted her head and turned round. Her personal assistant, Noleta, was smiling at her.

“They are, aren’t they?” Elyssa said with a wide smile. “However, I wish Obi-Wan wouldn‘t waste his Jedi allowance on such frivolity,” she went on even as she dipped her nose back among the blossoms.

“According to flower lore, Jaharan roses symbolize undying love.”

Elyssa raised her head and looked sharply over at her assistant.

Noleta grinned at her, her multi-faceted gold-green eyes glittering under the lights in Elyssa’s office.

“Obi-Wan is not in love with me, Noleta,” Elyssa said firmly. “He probably picked them because he knows violet is one of my favorite colors.

Noleta only nodded, a knowing look on her elfin features. She looked down at the datapad she held in her hand.

“There’s been a change in your schedule for today, Mistress Keyon.”

“Really? What is it?” Elyssa asked as she placed the bouquet of flowers on the corner of her desk.

“You’re to meet with Master Xanatos at 1100 hours.”

Elyssa jumped. “What?”

Noleta looked up at the sound of Elyssa’s voice. She frowned slightly.

“Master Xanatos. You’re to meet with him in the main conference room at 1100.”

As Elyssa continued to stare at her, Noleta moved closer.

“Are you all right, Mistress Keyon?”

“Yes, yes I’m fine.”

“Do you know this Xanatos?”

Elyssa shook her head. “I’ve only heard of him.”

“I’m not surprised you have. He’s the chief executive officer of Off-World, one of the largest corporations this side of the galactic rim. He’s also said to be quite charming and devilishly handsome.”

“Now that I hadn’t heard,” Elyssa said as she moved around to sit at her desk. “What’s the nature of this meeting?”

Noleta glanced down at her datapad. “You’re supposed to discuss with him the possibility of the Consortium joining Off-World in a venture involving the mining of duracete in the outer colonies.”

“Mining? That’s not my area of expertise. He should be meeting with Quilo. That’s his department.”

“From what I understand, Master Xanatos asked for you specifically.”

“Me?” Elyssa squeaked, her heart thumping.

Noleta frowned again. “Are you sure you’re all right? Maybe I should get you something?”

“Actually a cup of herbal tea would be nice.”

“Right away, boss,” Notlea said cheerfully. She turned and left Elyssa’s office.

Elyssa placed her hands slowly on her desk. Xanatos. Qui-Gon’s former apprentice. She didn’t know much about him except that at some point he had apparently betrayed Qui-Gon and left the Jedi Order. It couldn’t just be coincidence he wanted to meet with her. She had only recently been promoted to her job as vice-president. There were far more experienced people in the company he could have met with to discuss such an important venture. But Noleta said he had asked for her specifically.

Elyssa took a deep breath. It had been nearly a year since she’d last seen Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. They’d both been busy with their duties to the Jedi Order and she with her responsibilities as a new vice-president. She’d kept in sporadic contact with both through holo-blips and an occasional letter. And, of course, there were the flowers Obi-Wan sent her at least every other month. Elyssa smiled as she gazed over at the Jaharan roses, her body warming at the thought of Obi-Wan’s kisses and his touch. Then she remembered her impending meeting with Xanatos and her body chilled.

Why had he asked for her?

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Obi-Wan moaned deep in his throat.

“Control yourself, Padawan,” Qui-Gon softly chided.

“Yes, Master,” Obi-Wan replied, his throat tight. He took a deep breath, then willed himself to relax as those long insistent fingers worked away at him.

He glanced over at Qui-Gon. His master was lying, just as he was, naked on a table. A Panou female masseuse was sliding her long six-fingered hands over Qui-Gon’s broad chest. His eyes were closed, his breathing slow and shallow as the Panou masseuse slid her hands closer and closer to his groin.

Obi-Wan, on the other hand, had his eyes wide open and his breath came quick and deep. The Panou female who was massaging him smiled, her full red-tinged lips curling up sweetly. Her hands slid smoothly up and down his chest. Obi-Wan swallowed and weakly returned her smile.

Both Jedi had recently returned from the outback of the Panou homeworld where they had been successful in retrieving the stolen sacred texts of the Panou religious order. The mission had been long, hard and physically demanding and, as a reward for their having returned the sacred books, the _masdar_, the head of the Panou temple, had arranged for Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon to receive massages from the temple’s priestesses. It wasn’t until they were lying on the table and the priestesses began their massages, that they’d realized just what type of massages they were getting.

Obi-Wan sighed as the Panou priestess slowly and gently caressed his abdomen. She used only her fingertips, her touch feather-light. She stroked long lines from his navel to his groin. Then she moved her fingers back up his stomach, using just the tips of her fingernails, scarcely touching his skin. Obi-Wan shuddered and bit his lip as another moan threatened to slip from his throat.

The priestess’s eyes widened as Obi-Wan jerked against her hands. Then she smiled again. Moving her fingers in a large circle, she stroked his stomach, her fingertips circling smaller and smaller until she was just at the rim of his navel.

“Master,” Obi-Wan cried out suddenly.

“Yes, Obi-Wan,” Qui-Gon said in a subdued voice.

Obi-Wan looked over. Qui-Gon’s masseuse had both hands around his master’s shaft. It was hard and upright, the priestess’s hands steadily stroking it. Qui-Gon’s eyes were still closed, his face composed, his breathing shallow. Obi-Wan could see no sign that the priestess’s touch was affecting his master in any way.

Obi-Wan shook his head. He wished he had Qui-Gon’s mastery over his body. When Qui-Gon had surmised the nature of his and Obi-Wan’s massages he had advised Obi-Wan to practice a deep mediation that would divorce him from the carnal sensations he was experiencing. Obi-Wan had tried to do so, but the erotic nature of the massage had brought back heated memories of the last time he and Qui-Gon had been with Elyssa.

The memory of that night, of Elyssa sighing and moaning underneath him as Obi-Wan had moved inside her, had overwhelmed him and he had become terribly aroused. As a result, his shaft was now as hard as a rock and, unlike Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan was not able, or perhaps, he grudgingly admitted, was unwilling to disconnect his mind from the sensations his body was experiencing. The priestess glanced down at his erection, smiled even wider and made to move her hands toward it.

Obi-Wan sat up quickly. The priestess backed away.

“Forgive me,” Obi-Wan said to her, “but I’ve had enough. Thank you.”

The priestess only stared at him. Then Obi-Wan remembered that neither she nor the other priestess understood Basic. Obi-Wan looked over at Qui-Gon. His master slowly opened his eyes. He said something softly in Panouese to the priestess standing over him. She nodded, then bowed. Gesturing to Obi-Wan’s masseuse, she turned and left the room, the other priestess in her wake. The door closed behind them.

“What did you say to her, Master?”

“I told her you were a virgin and unused to such things.”

“What?” Obi-Wan cried.

Qui-Gon shrugged. “I had to say something. We don’t want to risk insulting them.”

“Of course, Master.” Obi-Wan shook his head. “You know, I don’t mind a massage. Especially after the toll this mission took on my body, but this was....”

“Unsettling?”

“To say the least.”

Qui-Gon laughed softly. He took a deep breath and released it.

“It was quite relaxing, however, you must admit.”

Obi-Wan nodded, then lay back on the table. His body was still aroused from the erotic massage and, as a result, his thoughts were still on Elyssa. He looked up at the ceiling. It was painted in an intoxicating swirl of brightly colored circles; lilacs and mauves, opals and pearls, indigos and corals and, as Obi-Wan gazed at it, he felt his thoughts drifting away and something which had been troubling him the past several months rose to the surface of his mind like a bubble, breaking suddenly upon his lips.

“Master.”

“Yes, Obi-Wan,” Qui-Gon said patiently.

“I think I’m in love with Elyssa.”

There, he had said it. Now his master knew. Obi-Wan loved Elyssa or at least he thought he did. He wasn’t entirely sure, but it had to be love, he surmised, for he thought about her all the time and wanted her as much. He’d even been secretly sending her flowers. But he’d been afraid to broach the subject with Qui-Gon for he knew his master’s opinions on such things. There was no place for romantic love in the lives of most Jedi, especially Jedi Knights. It was, as Qui-Gon often said, a hard life.

Qui-Gon didn’t respond for a long moment. Obi-Wan could hear the whirling of the air cycling unit in the ceiling above them and the murmur of voices outside the closed door of the room. He continued to stare at the patterns on the ceiling as he waited for Qui-Gon to respond to his declaration.

“Does she know?” he finally asked.

“I tried to tell her.”

“And?”

“She told me I wasn’t in love with her.”

Qui-Gon sighed. “Are you sure it’s not just---”

“Lust? Yes, Master, I’m sure.”

Obi-Wan heard Qui-Gon move on the table. He turned away from the ceiling and looked over at him. Qui-Gon was leaning on his arm, his blue eyes gazing intently into Obi-Wan’s.

“Be careful, Padawan. Not only for your sake, but for hers.”

“Careful? What do you mean?”

“Elyssa has been hurt before. Therefore, she is fearful of love. Yet, she also longs for it. If you offer her your love and she accepts it, what will happen to her when you take that love away?”

“Take it away? I wouldn’t----”

“Then you mean to give up ever becoming a Jedi Knight?”

“No, of course not, Master,” Obi-Wan cried. “What are you saying? That I can’t have both?” his voice betraying the confusion and pain he was beginning to feel.

Qui-Gon stared at him for a long moment, his eyes full of sympathy.

“Yes, Padawan,” he finally said. “that is exactly what I am saying. I have never lied to you before and I’m not going to start now.”

Obi-Wan turned onto his back and fastened his gaze on the ceiling. The multi-colored patterns seemed to blur before his eyes. He swallowed heavily. Obi-Wan wasn’t fooling himself. The life the Jedi led was a hard one and called for absolute and total commitment of body, mind and soul. There were some Jedi who did marry, but they often came from long-lived species like Master Yoda’s. Rarely did human Jedi marry. Obi-Wan sighed.

“You’re right, of course, Master. Please, forget what I said. I must have been more tired than I thought.”

“Obi-Wan---”

“No, really, Master. I’m fine.”

Obi-Wan then sat up. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Qui-Gon also sat up. He picked up a towel and smoothly drew it about him. Both men got down from the tables. Qui-Gon then walked over and put his hand on Obi-Wan’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Obi-Wan. Truly I am. It’s just that I don’t want to see you or Elyssa hurt. Believe me when I say that I do understand the feelings you have for her. She‘s....”

Qui-Gon stopped and, for a brief moment, Obi-Wan thought he saw something like regret in his master’s eyes. Then Qui-Gon smiled and squeezed his shoulder.

“Come on, Padawan. We should be preparing for our departure.”

Obi-Wan slowly nodded. Qui-Gon released his shoulder. The two walked out of the massage room and made their way to where they had left their clothing.

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Elyssa stopped before the door leading into the conference room. She took a deep, cleansing breath and quickly smoothed down the front of her skirt. The palms of her hands were damp and her heart was racing. Get a grip girl, she told herself. All right, so Xanatos was supposedly very rich and very powerful and, according to Noleta, very handsome, but Elyssa had met rich and powerful men before. And as for handsome men, none could be handsomer than Qui-Gon or Obi-Wan. No, what was making her sweat like a school girl at her first dance was the fact that Xanatos was a former Jedi and had once been Qui-Gon‘s apprentice before he apparently betrayed the Jedi Master and left the Order. Elyssa cared deeply for Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan and the idea of meeting someone who shared such a dark and painful history with them made her apprehensive.

She swallowed, lifted her head and squared her shoulders. However, he was also still a potential partner for the Consortium and she had a job to do. She pressed open the door and entered the conference room.

It was one of the Consortium’s finest meeting rooms, filled with rich, dark Elyssian bloodwood furniture and Alderaanian chandeliers. The lights of the chandeliers had been muted, however, so that as Elyssa walked towards Xanatos, who sat at the far head of the long conference table, she was unable to make him out.

However, as Elyssa drew nearer to him, she quickly drew in her breath. The man who sat waiting for her, a small smile on his lips, was more than devilishly handsome. He was stunning. Raven black hair glowed richly under the soft lights of the room and eyes as darkly blue as an Ixonian sea watched her intently. A powerful aura of mystery and seething sexuality emanated from him. His features were patrician but voluptuous, giving him the look of someone who had descended from a long line of dissolute nobility.

However, when Xanatos stood to greet her, any hint of a proclivity towards sensual lassitude was offset by his physical presence. He was much taller than she, though not nearly as tall as Qui-Gon. He was dressed in an expensive tailored black silk jacket, dark blue shirt and sleek black pants which flattered his powerfully built body, broad muscular shoulders and slim waist.

When Elyssa stopped in front of him and looked up into his face, she also noted, with a hard thump of her heart, that there was a scar on his cheek in the shape of a small semi-circle. However, instead of detracting from his looks, it added a hint of roguishness to what would otherwise have been a face almost too beautiful for a man.

Xanatos inclined his head. “Welcome, Mistress Keyon.”

His voice was smooth and honeyed, but Elyssa thought it odd he was welcoming her to the Consortium’s conference room. However, as she continued to gaze up in stupefaction at him, she sensed he was the type of man who needed to always be in control, no matter the situation or circumstances.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Master Xanatos.”

Elyssa extended her hand. Xanatos took it. Then, to her surprise, instead of shaking it, he lifted it, turned it slightly and planted a soft kiss on the inside of her wrist. Elyssa trembled. His lips were unbelievably soft and warm and when he slid them slowly along her skin, she instinctively jerked her hand away.

“Forgive me, Mistress Kenyon,” Xanatos said smoothly. “I meant no disrespect. It is just the custom on my world to greet a beautiful woman in such a manner.”

“Yes, well,” Elyssa said as she tried to regain her composure, “that’s fine, of course, Master Xanatos.”

She cleared her throat and quickly sat down in a chair. Her heart was racing. She couldn’t believe how excited that simple kiss had made her. She glanced up at him.

He smiled at her, then took his seat. He sat back in his chair, his eyes gazing deeply into hers.

Elyssa looked away from that piercing gaze and hurriedly pushed the keys of the datapad that was built into the table. The best thing, she sensed, was to get this meeting started and over as quickly as possible. There was something about Xanatos that was unsettling to her, but in a strangely delicious way. However, at the same time Elyssa had no desire to pursue her curiosity. There was a history between this man and Qui-Gon that she sensed it would be in her best interest to stay clear of.

She called up the data that she and Noleta had prepared detailing the Consortium’s offer to Xanatos regarding the joint mining operation. The two of them had worked far into the night compiling the report.

“Master Xanatos,” Elyssa began. “If you’ll access your datapad, I have prepared a detailed report regarding the Consortium’s available resources and personnel for the mining of duracete on the outer colonies. As you can see we have much to---”

Xanatos reached over and put his hand over Elyssa’s. She jumped and stared at him.

“May I ask you a personal question?” he said softly.

Elyssa swallowed past a lump in her throat. His hand was heavy and warm on hers and though she tried to draw it away, he held onto it firmly.

“Uh, yes, of course, Master Xanatos.”

He leaned forward and sniffed delicately about her.

“What, may I ask, is that intoxicating fragrance you’re wearing?”

“Fragrance? You mean perfume? I’m afraid I’m not wearing any.”

Xanatos closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

“Hmmmmm, are you certain? Whatever it is it’s quite heavenly.”

“Yes, I’m certain. I usually don’t wear perfumes. They make me sneeze.”

Xanatos opened his eyes and smiled at her words.

“Then perhaps it’s your natural fragrance.”

Elyssa shrugged. “When I took a bath this morning, I used some Panousian bath oil---”

“Ah, that’s it,” Xanatos said softly. He lifted her hand and held her wrist to his nose as he sniffed it, the breath from his nostrils soughing warmly over her skin. “Delightful.”

Elyssa pulled her hand away, conscious of how her skin tingled at his touch.

“Yes, well, as I was saying, Master Xanatos. If you’ll look at your datapad, you’ll see that our resources---”

“Do you normally bathe in the mornings?” Xanatos suddenly asked.

“Excuse me?” Elyssa cried out, thrown off by the question.

Xanatos laughed. He had a dark rich laugh that made Elyssa think of expensive chocolate.

“I’m sorry, Mistress Keyon. I didn’t mean to imply that you do not bathe regularly. What I meant was most people take showers instead of baths in the morning. Do you normally take baths when you arise?”

“Well, yes, I do.” Elyssa shrugged. “I like to ease into my mornings, take some time to prepare myself for the day. However, I don’t see what that has to do with---”

Xanatos’ dark blue eyes seemed to dance into hers as he tilted his head.

“I have this image in my mind of you in your bath, the morning sun shining on your hair, your bare skin, the water flowing across your---”

“Master Xanatos, please,” Elyssa interrupted him. “Forgive my impertinence, but this is a most inappropriate subject. We‘re not here to discuss my morning toiletry.”

“Of course. Forgive me.” Xanatos inclined his head. “Please, go on.”

Then he smiled widely at her and Elyssa noted that he also had the deepest dimples. She sighed and turned back to her datapad.

“If you’ll access the information on your datapad, you‘ll see---”

“Have dinner with me tonight.”

Elyssa looked up sharply. Xanatos hadn’t just asked her to have dinner with him. He had commanded it. A frisson of fear streaked through her. Since he was a former Jedi, he probably knew how to use the Jedi mind trick. Elyssa paused for a moment as she examined herself mentally. Did she want to have dinner with him? A part of her did, but only because she found him incredibly compelling, but a part of her did not for she was also afraid of him. If he was using the Jedi mind trick on her she shouldn’t be divided on the issue at all.

“I’m sorry, Master Xanatos, I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Why not? Well, because I, uh, have other plans for this evening.”

“Cancel them.”

Again Xanatos’ voice carried a sharp note of command. Elyssa looked deeply into his eyes. She swallowed, hoping that the words which came out of her mouth would be her own.

“I won’t do that,” she said slowly. She released a breath. Her mind was still hers.

A corner of Xanatos’ mouth curled up.

“Do not fear, Mistress Keyon. I’m not using the Jedi mind trick on you. If the Jedi Council were to learn I was using my Force abilities to influence others the repercussions would be most unpleasant. Since I do not want them interfering in my affairs, I make sure I do nothing that will warrant their attention.”

Elyssa nodded. Then she looked down at her datapad.

“Master Xanatos, I don’t mean to be rude, but I do have other things I must do today and we’re supposed to be discussing this mining venture---”

Xanatos waved his hand dismissively at the datapad in front of him.

“There’s nothing to discuss.”

Elyssa looked up at him in alarm. The bottom of her stomach dropped.

“I don’t understand,” she said in a tight voice. Anger surged through her. Was he refusing to go through with the venture because she had turned down his offer of dinner. Flark, she thought angrily. Men! They were all alike.

He smiled slightly at her, his eyes glittering and Elyssa had the feeling he knew exactly what she was thinking.

“Have your people draw up the contracts. I’ll sign them.”

Elyssa stared at him wide-eyed. “You’re going through with it?”

Xanatos laughed. “How cute you look with your eyes popping out like that and your mouth wide open. And such a lovely mouth, too,” he murmured. “Yes, I’m going through with it. The duracete mining on the outer colonies will make me and your company a great deal of money.”

“That’s wonderful, Master Xanatos. You won’t regret it, I promise you. We’re a young company, granted, but---”

Xanatos lifted his hand in an imperious gesture.

“You don’t need to say anymore. I have no intention of passing up such an opportunity.”

Then he suddenly stood and gazed down at her.

“Take a bit of advice, Mistress Keyon. Never pass up an opportunity.”

He inclined his head and, for a moment, Elyssa thought he was going to take her hand again. She found it disconcerting how disappointed she was when he didn‘t. He gave her a long intense look, then strode quickly from the conference room.

Elyssa watched him leave. She noted that he moved with the same controlled grace and power which Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan possessed. It must be a Jedi trait. She placed her hands on the table. It felt cool and dry against her warm, moist palms. She’d gotten through the meeting, had the deal and now it seemed she’d seen the last of Xanatos. Surprisingly, a part of her felt some regret at that, but another part told her it was for the best. No matter how exciting and mesmerizing he was, there was also an aura of danger about him that Elyssa felt it prudent to avoid.

She stood from her chair and made her way to her office where she would have Noleta draw up the necessary documents and deliver them to Xanatos to sign.

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Xanatos steepled his fingers as he waited in his hotel suite for the transmission from Telos. He smiled. He was quite impressed with Elyssa Keyon, but he had also not been terribly surprised to discover she was such a beauty. It would have to be quite a woman to elicit the attentions of both his former master and that brat Kenobi.

The holo transmission from Telos shimmered than solidified into the heavy, gray wrinkled features of his aide, Jomonar.

“Master,” Jomonar said dourly.

“How are things, Jomonar?”

“Like always. Bad.”

Xanatos smiled. Everything was bad to Jomonar which meant things were going well.

“I’m going to be staying a bit longer than I had planned.”

“Are the negotiations with the Consortium going that badly,” Jomonar growled.

“No, not at all. I just signed the contracts and I’ll be blipping them to you later on. No, I have some personal business to attend to.”

“And is this “personal business” of the female persuasion?”

Xanatos smiled. “Oh, yes, Jomonar, most delectably female.”

Jomonar grunted. “Well, enjoy yourself, Master. But don’t dally too long.”

Xanatos smiled. “This shouldn’t take long. My “personal business” is playing hard to get, but she’ll soon come around.

Jomonar screwed up his face into a spasm of an expression which was about as close to a smile the man was capable of.

“Yeah, just like they all do.”

“You flatter me, Jomonar.”

“It’s not flattery when it’s the truth, boss.”

Xanatos inclined his head in acknowledgment of Jomonar‘s praise.

“I’ll be in touch with you soon.”

Jomonar nodded then signed off.

Xanatos released a deep breath and sat back in his chair. He raised his hands and tapped his lips with the tips of his index fingers. He was eager to make love to this woman that, according to rumors, had engaged in a threesome with both Kenobi and Qui-Gon. Xanatos shifted in his seat as he felt a delicious warmth surge through his body. He wondered if Elyssa sighed or screamed when she came. Xanatos smiled. Soon he would know for himself.

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Part Two

“Excuse me, boss, but you’re crazy.”

Elyssa glanced sharply at Noleta. Her assistant was sitting across from her, her long, thin legs crossed at the knees. Elyssa had just received another holoblip from Xanatos asking her out to dinner. It was the third one that week and Elyssa, as she’d done each time before, had politely but firmly refused.

“I could have you fired for insubordination,” Elyssa said with a small smile.

“But you won’t,” Noleta dimpled prettily. She held up a finger. “One, because I’m the best flarking assistant in this goddess-forsaken company and two” and Noleta held up another slender finger, “because you know I’m right.”

Elyssa picked up a number of datacards which were scattered across her desk. She quickly shuffled them together, then passed them over to Noleta.

“File these, please.”

Noleta took the datacards from Elyssa.

“Why won’t you go out with him, boss?”

Elyssa sighed. “Noleta, please, I’m not going to discuss----”

“It is because you’re in love with that Jedi?”

Elyssa stared at Noleta. Sometimes she regretted ever having taking Noleta in her confidence regarding Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. Not that Elyssa was worried about her assistant gossiping to others about her private affairs. Noleta was not only very protective of Elyssa but totally loyal. Until six months ago, Noleta had been wasting away in data storage until Elyssa plucked her out of that dead end job and hired her as her assistant upon Elyssa’s promotion to vice-president.

As a result, Elyssa knew Noleta would probably lay down her life for her if called upon. No, Elyssa only regretted having discussed her personal life with the perky young woman because Noleta, like a mother hen, had taken it upon herself to personally look after Elyssa’s love life.

“Which Jedi are you speaking of?” Elyssa asked.

Noleta shrugged. “I don’t know. You tell me.”

Elyssa sighed. “All right. If you must know, the reason I’m not going out with Master Xanatos is because I don’t trust him. He wants something from me.”

“Yes, your body.”

Elyssa shook her head at Noleta‘s one-track mind.

“No, it’s something more than that,” she said quietly.

Noleta tilted her head. “Come on. Aren’t you the least bit curious? I mean, he’s so....so...,” then Noleta delicately shuddered. “So magnetic,“ she went on in a husky voice. “And he’s also tall, dark, handsome, sexy and incredibly rich. What more could a girl ask for?”

“That’s just it, Noleta. I’m not _asking_ for anything. Except for him to leave me alone. The duracete mining deal with his company was finalized days ago. I don‘t know why he’s even still on Secundus.”

Noleta sadly shook her head.

“I don’t understand you sometimes, boss.” She gestured at Elyssa. “If I had that face, that hair and that body and I was being pursued by someone like Master Xanatos, I wouldn’t be wasting my evenings working late.”

“Yes, well, that’s neither here nor there. Now, leave me in peace. I have a ton of work to do.

Noleta shook her head. “All work and no play....”

“Will make you rich someday,” Elyssa finished with a wide smile.

Noleta laughed as she stood from her chair and inclined her head in acknowledgement of Elyssa‘s observation.

“Don’t work too late, boss” she said, “and make sure you get something to eat.”

“Yes, Mother,” Elyssa said.

Noleta laughed again and shut the door behind her.

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Elyssa locked the door to her office, then made her way down the darkened hallways of the office complex. It was nearly midnight. She had not meant to stay so late, but she had wanted to catch up on her reports.

She took the lift to the ground floor, said good night to the nightwatch droid and walked out through the glass doors which led to the outside. The night air was cool and moist and the stars and moon were hidden by a low blanket of scudding clouds.

Elyssa’s aircar was parked in the employees’ park lot which was only a block away from the complex. The streets were mostly deserted for the complex was located in an area of the city that was primarily a corporate zone. The heels of Elyssa’s shoes clicked sharply on the pavement, echoing among the tall gleaming buildings. Her aircar was the only one remaining in the park lot. Just as Elyssa pressed the keys on her bracelet to unlock it, she heard a sound behind her.

She turned quickly, her heart beating. Shadows shifted along the ground as the moon peeked occasionally from behind the fleeing clouds, but she saw nothing. She released the breath she‘d been holding, then turned back to her aircar.

Elyssa shrieked, her heart leaping into her throat. A shadowed figure was standing in front of the aircar.

The figure stood, tall and imposing, shrouded in the darkness of a hooded long cloak. Elyssa backed away, wondering if she could make it to the office building before the thing caught her and did gods knew what vile and horrible things to her. The muscles in her legs bunched as she prepared to run.

“You wouldn’t make it,” the figure said softly.

Elyssa froze. The voice was as smooth as silk. It also held a familiar note of command. Just as it clicked in Elyssa’s mind as to who the stranger was, the figure reached up and lowered its hood.

“Surprise,” Xanatos said, his dark blue eyes regarding her with a mischievous glint.

Elyssa stared wide-eyed at him for a moment, then advanced on him, punching him hard in the chest.

“What do you think you‘re doing?” she shouted. “You scared me half to death! Are you insane?”

“Ow,” Xanatos cried as Elyssa punched him again. “I was waiting for you.”

“Waiting for me? Here in the dark? Like some Valyrian blood-drinking ghoul from one of those horror holos?”

Xanatos chuckled. “A Valyrian blood-drinking ghoul? Hmmm, I’ve been called many things, but never that.”

“And how, may I ask, did you sneak up on like that anyway? I didn’t hear a thing.”

“You forget, Elyssa. I was once a Jedi.”

Elyssa stared at him. Although he was still smiling at her, there was a sharp catch in his voice when he mentioned the Jedi. She couldn’t tell if it was anger or pain.

“What do you want?”

“I want to take you out to dinner.”

“Now? It’s nearly midnight.”

“Yes, and I bet you haven’t eaten a thing.”

Just as Elyssa was about to retort that it wasn’t his business of she’d eaten or not, her stomach growled and in the silence of the deserted streets it was embarrassingly loud.

Xanatos grinned.

“All right, so I am hungry,” Elyssa admitted. “It’s none of your affair.”

Xanatos moved closer to her. “Ah, dear Elyssa, that’s where you’re wrong. It is most certainly my affair.

He grabbed her elbow and gently, but firmly, steered her away from her aircar.

“Where are we going?”

“I know a little place that’s not only still open, it has excellent food.”

Elyssa tried to pull her elbow away from his hand, but he held it firmly.

“Now, now, my little dove“ Xanatos murmured. “I didn’t stand out here all night waiting for you just so you could fly away from me.”

“I’m not your little dove and if I want to leave, I shall.”

Xanatos stopped and looked down at her, his dark blue eyes piercing.

“But you won‘t, will you?”

Elyssa shrugged, but her heart was beating hard as he continued to stare deeply into her eyes.

“I’m hungry,” she said casually. “It’s late, I’m tired and you’re offering to feed me. It’s nothing more than that.”

Xanatos inclined his head, a small smile playing about his lips.

“Fair enough.”

He started walking again and soon led her to a small, nondescript building that was just on the edge of the border between the corporate zone and the center of the city. He knocked on the somewhat weather-beaten door. It slid open and, still holding her arm, escorted her inside.

A short, round-headed alien with lidless eyes that bobbled on long tentacles bowed and waved them in.

“Master Xanatos, welcome, welcome,” the alien bubbled.

His eyes then shifted towards Elyssa. They widened and the alien grinned at her showing green sharp-pointed teeth.

“Welcome, welcome, Mistress Keyon. It is an honor, indeed, indeed. Please, please, this way, this way.”

As Xanatos and Elyssa followed him into the dining area, Elyssa whispered up to Xanatos.

“How did he know my name? I’ve never seen him before nor have I ever been to this place.”

“Zidar is a man of many talents,” Xanatos said quietly back. “He makes it his business to know everyone and everything that happens on Secundus.”

“And I suppose you make it your business to know a man like him,” Elyssa replied.

“Of course. What do you corporate types call it? Networking?”

Zidar led Elyssa and Xanatos through the main dining area. Elyssa could see that it was surprisingly busy. The decor was dark, rich and in total contrast to the way it had looked on the outside. Zidar took them to a table in a softly lit corner of the room. Xanatos gestured for Elyssa to sit down. She did so while Zidar quickly handed them two menus.

“May I recommend tonight’s special?” the little alien asked effusively.

Elyssa looked at her menu. It was in a alien script she couldn’t read. She glanced over at Xanatos. He was frowning as he looked over the menu. The soft lights of the restaurant gleamed on his black hair and chiseled out his handsome features. Elyssa sighed. She had to admit Noleta was right. He was terribly attractive. Then he glanced up at her as if he had heard her thoughts. His dark blue eyes caught and held hers.

“Do you trust me?”

Elyssa was about to answer that she most certainly did not trust him, but then she realized he was talking about the menu selection.

She nodded.

Xanatos closed his menu, took hers from her hand and handed them both to Zidar.

“We’ll both have the special and a bottle of the Telosian ‘29.”

Zidar’s eyes bobbled on their tentacles.

“Of course, Master Xanatos, of course. Excellent choice. A most excellent choice.”

Zidar scurried off.

Elyssa took a deep breath and folded her hands on the table.

“All right, Xanatos. What do you want from me?”

“Your body,” Xanatos replied simply.

Elyssa frowned at him.

Xanatos grinned, his eyes widening with false innocence.

“What? Did I say something wrong? Can’t I show an honest, healthy sexual interest in a beautiful woman.”

Elyssa shook her head. “I’m not that beautiful. A man like you could have any woman he wants.”

“You underestimate yourself, my dear.”

“I know it has something to do with Qui-Gon.”

Xanatos’ eyes narrowed and hardened.

“What makes you say that?” he said, his voice suddenly harsh.

“I know that you were once his apprentice. And I know that you betrayed...” Elyssa stopped when she saw the anger flaring in his eyes.

“Is that what he told you?”

“No, he didn’t tell me that. Obi-Wan did.”

“Obi-Wan.” Xanatos sniffed disdainfully. “The brat.”

“I’m assuming you know about my....my intimacy with the two of them. You seem to know everything else.”

“I’d heard some things. Rumors.” Xanatos shrugged. “I was curious to meet the woman who’d been able to get under my former master’s skin. You have to admit, he is a bit of a cold fish.”

Elyssa thought about Qui-Gon’s impassioned lovemaking and realized that Xanatos didn’t know him as well as he thought.

“Why do you hate him so?”

“Hate?” Xanatos cried out in a surprised voice. “I don’t hate him. I loathe him.”

“I don’t believe that.”

Xanatos stared at her for a long moment

“I don’t care what you believe,” he said softly.

He drew his eyes away from her and glanced about the darkened room.

“Where is Zidar? I swear by the moons of Ipselion he can be as slow as---”

Zidar seemed to pop out of nowhere with their bottle of wine. He quickly opened it and poured them two glasses. Then, just as quickly, he disappeared.

Xanatos lifted his glass. Elyssa hesitated then picked up hers.

“To beauty,” he said softly.

Elyssa said nothing. She drank her wine. It was very good. She drank a little more, then put her glass down and looked over at Xanatos.

“I don’t know what you’re after, Xanatos, but if you think you’ll learn anything from me that you can use against Qui-Gon---

“You are a terribly suspicious woman, my dear.”

“---I can assure you, you won’t get it.” she went on in a firm voice. “I won’t help you hurt him.”

“You’re in love with him, aren’t you?”

“No,” Elyssa said quickly. “I’m not in love with him.”

“The brat then. You’re in love with him.”

“Stop calling him that. And I’m not in love with him, either. I’m not in love with anyone.

“I don’t believe you.”

Elyssa shrugged. “I don’t care.”

Suddenly, Xanatos gripped Elyssa’s arm and pulled her close.

“That’s a lie. You care. As a matter of fact, I sense that you care very much. Maybe too much. That’s dangerous, Elyssa. Take some advice. Never care, especially about Qui-Gon. He’ll break your heart. Believe that if you believe nothing else.”

Elyssa stared up into Xanatos’ eyes. They were as hard and cold as a winter sky.

“You’re hurting me,” she said in a quiet voice.

Xanatos glanced down to where his hand was gripping her upper arm.

He released her quickly.

“I’m sorry,” he said as he watched her rub her arm.

“It’s okay.”

Xanatos took her hand and moved it away from her arm. He then gently placed both his hands about the bruise that was forming. Elyssa felt a warmth on her skin as Xanatos slowly rubbed her arm. Then he pulled his hands away. Elyssa looked at her arm. There was no sign of bruising and it no longer hurt.

She looked up at Xanatos in wonder.

“Force healing,” he said with a slight shrug.

Before Elyssa could say more Zidar returned with their food. Elyssa was ravenous and was grateful Xanatos kept quiet as she ate. She also noticed that he appeared more subdued and less animated than before. His only words to her during their meal was to ask if she wanted more wine when they had finished the first bottle. She had nodded yes as her mouth had been full.

The second bottle came and they soon finished that. Then Zidar appeared and cleared away their plates. Elyssa sat back with a deep sigh.

“Good, wasn’t it,” Xanatos said with a sly smile.

“Oh, gods, yes.”

“I’m glad to see you have a appetite, Elyssa. I hate women who eat like birds, twittering about how they have to watch their figure. I‘ve always felt that if one has a healthy appetite for food, one also has an equally healthy appetite for other things.”

Then Elyssa felt his hand slide slowly over her knee. She was about to push it off, when Zidar approached them again. Xanatos moved his hand away.

“Will you and the lady be interested in desert, Master Xanatos?”

Xanatos glanced over at Elyssa.

Elyssa waved her hand in front of her face.

“No, not me. I couldn’t eat another bite.”

Xanatos turned back to Zidar. “I’ll be having my desert here, Zidar.”

Zidar’s eyes widened, then he slowly grinned. A meaningful glance passed between the two.

“I understand, Master Xanatos. Yes, yes, I do understand.”

Zidar bowed, gave Elyssa a cryptic glance, then hurried away.

Elyssa sighed again. Between her full belly and the delicious wine, she felt as lazy and sultry as a cat. Then she felt Xanatos’ hand on her knee again. She lowered her hand in order to push it away but, as she did, the clasp on her bracelet came undone. It slipped from her wrist and clattered to the floor, then rolled beneath the table.

Elyssa made to reach for it but Xanatos grabbed her hand.

“I’ll get it.”

Before Elyssa could say a word, Xanatos slid under the table. She felt him moving under it as he searched for her bracelet. Every now and then he would brush against her leg. Elyssa tried to move her leg out of the way, but then Xanatos would seem to shift in that direction and wind up against her again.

“Haven’t you found it yet?” Elyssa asked in a irritated voice.

She was terribly conscious of how strange it must look for her to be sitting alone at the table while her dinner companion crawled about under the cloth-shrouded table. But none of the other restaurant patrons seemed to be paying any attention to her. Then, suddenly, she felt Xanatos’ hands on her legs. She gasped. He was moving them slowly up her thighs. She was about to kick at him when she felt his lips alight just above her knee. Elyssa shivered, then remained still and let him be.

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Xanatos kissed the inside of Elyssa’s thigh. He then turned to kiss her other thigh. She jerked slightly at the touch. Xanatos hadn’t been entirely certain she was going to let him do this but, as he had watched her eat, he had sensed she was a woman of very strong desires. She relished the physicality of existence; good food, wine and the pleasures of the flesh. That little trick of his of using the Force to release the clasp on her bracelet had worked just fine.

He slid his tongue slowly on her skin as he moved his head between her legs, licking every inch of her smooth thighs. He was glad she was not following the current fashion of wearing sheer leggings. Her legs were deliciously bare. He slid his hands up and down her calves as he leaned forward to kiss her deeper. Her calves flexed as she lifted her legs to give him better access. Xanatos chuckled. What a hot little dove she was.

He slipped his hand under her skirt and fingered the edges of her silk underpants. As he edged forward he could feel the heat of her. He licked his lips in anticipation. He moved his hands between her thighs, spreading her legs further apart. He then slipped his hands under her rear and pulled her towards his waiting mouth. Slowly, he began to lick at her mound through the silk underpants, the material moistening from both his mouth and her own excitement.

His tongue explored her through the silk fabric as he probed for her clit. Soon his searching tongue found it. He sucked it into his mouth, his tongue kneading it slowly. Elyssa’s hips rotated against his tongue as he jabbed at her clit through the sheer fabric. As he licked up on it, Elyssa would move her hips down. Soon his mouth and her hips were moving in unison.

Xanatos sucked at her clit, his lips and teeth biting softly. He pushed his face deeper between her legs. Then he moved his whole head up and down as he licked and sucked at her through her underpants. Elyssa squirmed against him. He could feel the tension in her legs as she struggled not to cry aloud.

With the tip of his tongue, he drew small circles around her throbbing clit. Then he leaned closer and kissed her with an open mouth, sucking softly. He captured her clit again and held it fast, moving his head in a slow circular motion, pushing his face into her, sucking harder on her.

As Elyssa’s pelvis began to jerk against his face, Xanatos sensed she was close to her climax. She moved her hands under the table, grabbing blindly at his head. She cradled it in her hands as she pulled him harder against her. Then her hips bucked hard as her orgasm possessed her. Her fingers tightened around his head as she rode the wave of her ecstasy. She squeezed his head harder and Xanatos sensed she was reaching the apex of her orgasm, but he wasn’t ready to let her go so quickly.

With his tongue still pressed against her clit, he rolled his tongue upward, pushing hard against her. Then he moved it back down. Elyssa’s fingers flexed tighter around his head. Xanatos closed his mouth slightly, squeezing her sweet lower lips. Then he licked at the damp fabric, moving his head slowly across her mound, his lips and tongue teasing and flicking.

Elyssa’s legs shivered about his head and he imagined how hard she was struggling to keep from crying out. He pulled slightly away, slid his hands under her bottom and hooked his fingers over the top of her underpants. He pulled them roughly away from her, jerking them down her legs to her calves. He smiled. Now she was completely open to him.

Taking a deep breath as he inhaled her aroma, Xanatos nestled his head between her thighs and, with a long lingering lick, sampled the sweetness that awaited him. Elyssa’s warm damp mound shimmed against his tongue. He made several passes at her, his tongue lingering on her clit each time. Then he slid his tongue up one side of her clit, eased the flat of it over the top, then down the other side.

Elyssa sighed deeply as she rolled her hips softly to follow him. Xanatos paused for a second. Elyssa immediately scooted her hips forward as she tried to recapture his lips and tongue. What a woman, he thought. Too much woman for his former master and that brat apprentice. He smiled as he reached out with his tongue and rapidly fluttered the tip of it over her clit. Elyssa’s hips trembled. Her hands clutched at his head as she tried to draw him closer, but he resisted her. They struggled for a bit, Elyssa trying with all her strength to bring his teasing tongue closer.

Finally, Xanatos relented. He drove his tongue deep into her. Elyssa’s knees rose and bumped sharply against the table. Xanatos then slipped his tongue up and down, sliding it along her silky lower lips, up to the base of her clit, then back down, where he would stiffen his tongue and thrust it deep inside her warm, moist, soft, sweet, delectable little mound. Up and down, up and down, he licked and sucked and thrust at her; sometimes long and slow, sometimes quick and fast.

Soon Xanatos felt around his tongue the contractions of Elyssa’s second orgasm. This time, however, she slowly rolled her hips in a grinding motion as she held his face hard against her. Xanatos wondered what she looked like above the table as she came, again and again, against his mouth. Then, when she finally subsided, she slowly slid her trembling fingers from his head.

Reaching down, Xanatos slid her underpants back onto her. He retrieved her bracelet, kissed her quickly on the knee, then rose from under the table and sat next to her. Elyssa’s face was glowing, her eyes like stars as she gazed back at him. Xanatos leaned over and kissed her, letting her taste herself. She licked eagerly at his lips as they kissed. Xanatos then pulled back.

“Sure you wouldn’t like to order desert?” he murmured. “I’ve already had mine.”

Elyssa looked at him. He could see the confused desire in her mind. She had enjoyed what he had done to her, yet she was still uncertain.

He moved his finger over her lips. They trembled at his touch.

“Trust me, dove. I mean you no harm. I want you. Nothing else.”

Elyssa swallowed, her eyes bright and searching as she gazed into his.

“Your place or mine,” she said quietly.

“You live outside the city, don’t you?”

Elyssa nodded.

“My place then.” He leaned over and kissed her softly.

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Elyssa still couldn’t believe what she was doing. She and Xanatos were waiting for the lift inside the hotel that would take them to the penthouse suite he had rented during his stay on Secundus. However, after the way he had boldly pleasured her at the restaurant, Elyssa’s desire, along with her curiosity, had been piqued. And what was it with this Jedi men, she wondered, or in Xanatos’ case, ex-Jedi, and their ability to perform the most mind-blowing oral sex. She was still tingling from the incredible orgasms he had given her at the restaurant.

The doors to the lift opened. It was empty. The two got on. Once the doors closed, Xanatos quickly grabbed Elyssa and pulled her hard against him. She cried out softly as he opened her blouse down to her waist.

“Xanatos, what if someone gets on?”

Xanatos reached up and placed his hand against the wall of the lift. It suddenly stopped moving.

“What did you do?” she gasped.

“I’m holding it still with the Force.”

“But what if----?”

“Hush, woman,” he growled.

He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Elyssa’s head fell back. Then he lowered his head and teased her nipples with his tongue until they were as hard as tiny pebbles. Elyssa moaned softly as she reveled in the sensations of his warm, moist mouth on her skin. She was so filled with desire she didn’t know if she could stand it any longer. She wanted him, gods, but she wanted him.

"Please,” she murmured. “Take me now, please.”

“Not just yet, dove,” he whispered as he raised his head and kissed and nibbled at her neck. He grabbed her about the waist and hoisted her up against the wall. Then he moved his right hand down her bare torso causing goose bumps to bubble on her skin. He slipped his hand up her skirt, grabbed her silk panties and ripped them from her.

He eased his hand over the warmth and wet of her mound. Then he slipped a finger inside her while his thumb rubbed slowly over her clit.

“Oh, gods, that feels so good,” Elyssa sighed.

Xanatos worked heatedly away at her, his mouth roaming over her neck, his lips and breath searing on her skin. He groaned as her wetness flooded over his hand.

“Yes, my little dove,” he murmured. “You’re so wet and so ready. You want me, don‘t you?”

“Oh yes, yes, I do” Elyssa cried.

Xanatos bit her neck as his fingers stroked her harder. Elyssa whimpered.

“Hmmmm, and you‘re so hot,” he whispered against her throat. “You want to be fucked, don’t you?”

Elyssa moaned at his words, then nodded wordlessly.

“Then say it,” Xanatos commanded. “Say you want me to fuck you.”

Elyssa hesitated. She wasn’t one to use what her father used to call potty words, but she was totally and completely swept up in the moment. And when Xanatos had used that word, it had sent an electric thrill through her.

“Yes, please, please,” she cried. “Fuck me. Fuck me!”

Xanatos grunted as he rapidly fingered her. Elyssa’s pelvis shuddered as she felt herself on the verge of climaxing. Then, suddenly, Xanatos pulled his hand away from her. Elyssa gasped, her body shivering.

Before she could say a word, however, Xanatos quickly loosened the front of his trousers. His shaft sprang free, huge and upright. Elyssa gasped. It was almost as big as Qui-Gon‘s. Her insides flooded with heat as he rubbed it against her mound.

“Yes, gods, yes," Elyssa cried. “Fuck me! Fuck me now!”

Xanatos lowered his head and kissed her, his tongue snaking between her lips. Elyssa wrapped her legs about his waist, grinding her pelvis against his hot hard shaft.

Moaning deeply, Xanatos thrust his hips upward, sinking his thick shaft deep between her tender hot folds. Elyssa’s muffled cries vibrated against his mouth. Xanatos then moved his hips slowly back and forth, alternately grinding up into her as he growled deep in his throat.

“Yes, harder, harder,” Elyssa urged him between kisses.

Xanatos rutted away at her, panting and moaning, his mouth greedily devouring hers. He had lifted her off the floor, pressing her hard against the wall. They were now soldered to each other and their clothes, wet with sweat, stuck damply to their trembling bodies.

Elyssa clung desperately to him, twisting her slender hips against his fevered thrusts. Then, she arched her back sharply, her head slamming against the wall.

"Gods! Oh, gods! I'm coming!"

At her words Xanatos quickened his strokes and pounded into her. Then, with a strangled cry, he shot his seed deep into her. Gasping, he hung there, his arms wrapped tight about her, his whole body as hard as a rock as his orgasm gripped him. Elyssa tightened her legs about his waist as she also came, her hips undulating violently against him.

“Oh, gods,” Elyssa screamed against his throat. “Oh, gods.”

“Sith!” Xanatos grunted, his breath short and harsh as they twisted against each other. Then finally both began to subside. Elyssa then hugged Xanatos.

“Xanatos?”

“Hmmmm?” he murmured, his face still nestled in her neck as his breathing struggled to return to normal.

“If we’re already doing this, what are we going to do when we finally get to your suite?”

Xanatos laughed softly as he lowered her legs from about his waist.

“You’ll see,” he whispered, kissing her neck, his lips like a brand on her skin.

Part Three

Once they entered the suite and closed the door, Xanatos and Elyssa pulled hungrily at each other’s clothes. Xanatos grabbed her blouse and tore it open, the clasps shredding the fabric. Elyssa clawed at his shirt, pulling it down his arms and tossing it onto the floor.

Xanatos’ hands roamed over Elyssa as he ripped the remainder of her clothing from her body. Then, when they were both completely naked, Elyssa licked her lips as she beheld Xanatos’ muscular chest, taut abdomen and strong thighs and, most delightful of all, his huge lovely shaft which, even now, was hard and erect against his stomach. She reached out and touched it tentatively. It jerked at her touch. She smiled up at him.

Xanatos smiled back at her, his own eyes smoldering as he looked upon her naked body; her large, but firm breasts, slim waist and softly rounded hips.

“I am pleased,” he said.

Elyssa quirked her lips and tilted her head. “So am I.”

Xanatos laughed, then pushed her onto the bed and straddled her, his thighs tight about her waist. She squirmed beneath him.

Xanatos looked into her eyes for a long moment, then his gaze moved down to her breasts. He lowered a hand and fondled one of them. Elyssa drew in a sharp breath.

“Beautiful,” he murmured. “And so big for such a slender body.”

His hands slid easily over her lightly sweating breasts. Then he grabbed both her nipples and rubbed them faster and faster. Elyssa hissed and bit her lips.

“You like that?” he whispered.

“Yes, harder,” she cried. “Do it harder.”

Xanatos twisted her nipples between his fingers as he leaned down and slid his warm wet tongue into her ear. Elyssa shuddered and arched her back.

“Gods,” she sighed, her voice trembling.

Then Xanatos moved his mouth to one of the hardened buds and ran his tongue around it. Elyssa’s head seem to drift away from her body as he lolled his long, wet tongue slowly around her nipple. She placed her hands alongside his head and pulled him tight to her.

Xanatos whisked at the tortured peak with his tongue, then slowly drew it deep into his warm mouth. A delicious current of heat stretched from Elyssa’s breast to her mound. She took a long shuddering breath; then, as she exhaled, a low moan slipped from between her lips. Xanatos slid his mouth down her breasts and laved the undersides of them with his tongue, his hands caressing her thighs.

As he continued to kiss her breasts, he moved his hand between her legs and slid two fingers inside her. He rubbed her clit with his thumb. Elyssa moaned, her knees weakening as his fingers stroked deep into her. She tensed herself around his hand as she thrust her pelvis against his fingers.

“Oh, yes, oh, yes,” she cried shuddering.

Xanatos lifted his head from her breasts. He looked down at her, his eyes sharp and assessing as his fingers moved rapidly inside her.

“Do you like this, dove? Do you like being fucked this way?”

Elyssa gasped, her head thrashing on the pillows, her throat working. She was still uncomfortable with his use of such words, but at the same time she felt a shocking thrill at the sound of them.

“Tell me,” he ordered, his eyes so dark they were indigo. “Tell me you like it.”

He curled his fingers inside her and Elyssa felt him stroke a part of her that sent a rich, lush feeling throbbing through her pelvis. Meanwhile his thumb circled slowly around her now inflamed clit.

“Yes, yes,” Elyssa cried. “I like being fucked this way.”

Xanatos’ mouth spread into a seductive smile. Then, as his fingers continued to move inside her, he lowered his head and replaced his thumb with his tongue. Elyssa’s hips leapt off the bed as the tip of it teased her clit.

“Gods!” she shouted as she came.

Xanatos quickly pulled his fingers out of her and and replaced them with his mouth, licking at her labia, lapping eagerly at the wetness that was seeping out of her, adding fuel to the fire which was already raging through her.

Then he raised himself up and, grabbing her, quickly turned her around so that she was facedown on the bed. He lifted her hips so that her rear was high in the air, her head on the pillows. He then placed the head of his shaft against her quivering lower lips, rubbing it up and down along her wetness. Then Elyssa felt him moving his now moistened cock higher, up along the cleft of her rear.

Elyssa tensed. Once, her ex-lover, Miquon, had tried to enter her that way. He had been rough, uncaring and she’d literally had had to fight him off to make him stop. Now Xanatos was slowly rubbing her hips with his hands, his shaft moving insistently along her. As he massaged her, Elyssa began to feel a warmth spreading through her as he gently, but firmly, pushed the tip of his shaft between the cleft of her rear. Surprisingly, Elyssa, felt no discomfort as he slowly began to enter her, but the memory of her pain from that one and only time she’d been entered that way overshadowed everything.

“No,” she cried as she tried to move away. “Don’t do that.”

“Don’t worry, dove,” Xanatos said soothingly as he moved his shaft deeper into her rear. “I promise it won’t hurt.”

Elyssa shuddered. Miquon had said the same thing. She wiggled her hips and moved away from Xanatos. She lay on the bed, her knees drawn up to her chest.

“No, I don’t like that.”

Xanatos eased next to her. He gently cupped her face, brushing the hair from her cheeks.

“Oh, dove, did some brute hurt you when he did that? Tell me his name and I’ll kill him for you.”

Elyssa stared at Xanatos. There wasn’t a hint of teasing in his voice or expression. He was serious, she realized, and would most likely go out and kill Miquon if she asked him to. Elyssa didn’t now if she was terrified or flattered.

“No, I don’t want him killed. He deserves a lot of things, but not that.” Then Elyssa shook her head. “I’m sorry. I guess I’m not as....” she paused, then shrugged, “as wild as you thought.”

Xanatos stroked her cheek. “Now, now, you are very wild, my little dove,” he said. “It’s not your fault that a fool tried to attempt what only a real man should do.” He kissed her softly. “But, someday, I hope you will let me show you what a delight such a thing can be, if done properly.” Then he frowned slightly. “So neither Qui-Gon nor that brat of an apprentice tried to...”

Elyssa shook her head. “No, they didn’t.”

“Hmmmm, interesting,” was all Xanatos said. Then he shrugged and moved over her. He took her by the hips and again pulled her rear up against his groin.

“Xanatos, I told you I don’t want to do that.”

“I know, I know,” he said in a husky voice. “But you have such a delectable little ass.”

He slapped one of her cheeks, not too hard, but not too soft either. Elyssa squirmed.

“May I at least enter your sweet pussy from behind” he went on, his voice like silk, “and enjoy you that way.”

Elyssa sighed. “Xanatos, who, may I ask, raised you? You have such a potty mouth.”

Xanatos roared. “Potty mouth?” he gasped, between laughs. “Oh gods, that’s rich! Wait till I tell Jomonar.”

Elyssa didn’t know who Jomonar was and frankly didn’t care, but she didn’t think that what she’d said to Xanatos was that funny or warranted repeated. He did have a potty mouth. However, before she could say another word, Xanatos swiftly slipped his shaft into her mound. He held still for a moment while they both moaned, then he slid out until just the head was touching her lips, then back in, hard and slow, then out again.

“Oh, gods, don’t tease me,” Elyssa cried.

“Then tell me,” Xanatos said hoarsely. “Tell me what you want. Tell me how you want it.”

Elyssa dug her face in the pillows as she shook her head. She was beginning to see that Xanatos was one of those aural kind of lovers. He liked to be talked to, begged, entreated, given the necessary words to stroke not only his lust but his ego. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan being Jedi, she supposed, had not needed such goading, but apparently Xanatos did. She wondered if his ego was one of the reasons he’d left the Order. On the other hand, she also knew he wasn’t going to give her what she longed for without her egging him on. Elyssa softly cleared her throat, then tried to recall some of the words her friends at university had used when they had described their sexual encounters.

“Yes, Xanatos,” she began. “I want you to, uh, fuck me like a....like a....like a Sulusian beast-dog. Give it to me, baby. Uh, yes, make me scream, baby, make me come, make me...”

Elyssa closed her mouth for she noted that Xanatos had stopped moving against her. She turned her head and looked up at him.

He was staring at her, his mouth open, his eyes wide with bewilderment.

“What in Sith are you babbling about?” he cried. “You sound like a twenty-credit whore.”

Elyssa was confused. “But, I though that’s what you wanted to hear.”

“Oh, dove, just be yourself.” Then he laughed softly as he shook his head. “A Suluisan beast-dog.”

“Well, if you’re going to laugh at me,” Elyssa said crossly as she tried to move away from him.

“No, no,” Xanatos said laughing as he grabbed her. “I’m sorry. Really, I am.” He leaned over and kissed her softly between the shoulders. “You say whatever you wish.”

Then he reared back up and began moving inside her again. Elyssa brought her hips up to meet each of his thrusts, her face pressed against the pillows. Xanatos groaned and grabbed her sides, working his hips faster and faster against her. Both were now moaning together as they pushed violently against each other, flesh bruising flesh, sweat mingling with sweat, but none of that mattered. All that mattered was the lust, the rutting. Yes, Elyssa thought, as Xanatos drove into her, what they were doing could only be called rutting for this was the way animals mated. Pure, simple, naked lust. Together they moaned and grunted, their harsh cries of passion filling the room, the sweat pouring from their bodies, the headboard of the bed slamming rhythmically against the wall.

Both were now shouting incoherently as Xanatos’ shaft swelled inside Elyssa and, when he came, shooting his hot seed deep into her, their bodies locked together as spasm after spasm carried them both on a wave of mind-shattering pleasure.

“Sith, woman,” Xantaos cried, his hands gripping her hips hard as his shaft jerked inside her. “Sith, but you’re going to be the death of me.”

Xanatos bucked hard against her a few more times, his breath exploding out of his laboring lungs. Then he collapsed on top of her, his chest hot and wet on her heaving back. Elyssa also fought to catch her breath, her heart beating wildly.

“Tell me something?” he whispered against her neck.

“What?” she gasped.

“Was it like that with him? With Qui-Gon?”

Elyssa swallowed. She twisted around in Xanatos’ arms so that she could see his face while she kept hers deceptively composed.

“I’m sorry, Xanatos,” she said in a light voice, but her heart was thudding. “I don’t kiss and tell.”

His eyes darkened as he stared down at her.

“So you’re not going to say?” he said harshly.

“That’s right.” Elyssa slid her hands up his muscular arms. “You’re a very exciting lover, Xanatos. As I’m sure you’ve been told many times before.”

Xanatos grunted, then rolled off her. He gazed up at the ceiling.

“You see me as some kind of intergalactic playboy, don’t you?”

“Well, aren’t you?”

He shrugged. “I guess I am. Not much of a life, though, you‘re probably thinking.”

“Unless you’re reading my mind, Xanatos, you can’t possibly know what I’m thinking.”

“I’m very successful, you know,” he went on. “I’m head of a vast and powerful corporation. I have more money than I could possibly spend in a lifetime. Now, if I had stayed in the Order, if I had remained Qui-Gon’s apprentice and became a Jedi Knight, I’d have nothing. Nothing except the clothes on my back and my lightsaber. Looking at it that way, I’m sure you’ll agree that I got the better end of the deal.”

Elyssa looked over at Xanatos’ shadowed profile. She sensed that it wasn’t so much her he was trying to convince as himself.

“Are you absolutely sure you got the better end, Xanatos?” she asked softly.

He didn‘t answer her. For a long moment he continued to stare up at the ceiling.

“Do you know how long I was his apprentice?” he finally said.

Elyssa felt the underlying currents of his question. There was something going on with him regarding Qui-Gon, some unfinished business that Elyssa wasn’t sure she wanted to be involved in. But then, she thought dryly, she shouldn’t have made love to him if she had wanted to remain uninvolved.

“No, how long were you his apprentice?”

“Forever,” he whispered. “Or so it seemed.”

He turned on his side and leaned on his elbow as he looked over at her. His burning eyes held her motionless, then she reached over and gently ran her hand across his chest.

“Xanatos?”

“Yes?”

“Please, let’s not talk about Qui-Gon.” She reached over and stroked his face. “All right?”

Xanatos sighed deeply, his eyes flat and unreadable. Then he turned his head and kissed at her trailing fingertips.

“Do you want to fuck some more?” he asked, his dark blue eyes grazing over her body.

Elyssa tilted her head as she pretended to inspect her fingernails.

“Hmmm, I suppose so,” she said airily. “You’re not bad, for a intergalactic playboy.”

Xanatos reached for her. “Not bad?” he said in a mock-gruff voice. “I’ll show you not bad, woman.”

He pushed her onto the bed. Then he moved his lips over her nipple, sucking it hard into his mouth while he slid his hand to her other breast. He pinched and rolled that nipple as he suckled hungrily on the other.

“Ohhhhh,” Elyssa cried as she quivered beneath him. Xanatos lifted his head from her breasts. He kissed her on the tip of her nose, then lowered his head and swirled his tongue sensuously, in slow circular motions, around the base of her neck while his hands squeezed and played with her already painfully swollen breasts. Then, following the line of her body, he moved his head down between her thighs to her mound. Using his long slender tongue, he carefully traced the entire length of her. Then he slid his hands under her rear and lifted her up so that he could have better access to her.

Elyssa sighed at the softness of his tongue, the delicate yet provocative probing; the warmth, the tingles, the electric shots that raced through her body. Xanatos continued to work his tongue in and out of her as he lightly sucked on her outer lips.

She moaned as he alternated between the soft, flat surface of his tongue and the hard, sharp point of it. Then Elyssa felt him moving his mouth up to her clit.

“Yes, oh yes, there, suck there,” she whimpered softly. “Please, please.”

Xanatos rapidly flicked his tongue across her clit. Elyssa stiffened and she clutched the bed sheets as another orgasm, more powerful than the first, surged over her. She screamed when he took her clit between his lips and sucked it. Her hips bucked wildly as her orgasm rolled over her in waves, each crest stronger and deeper then the one before.

“Oh, gods, oh gods, I can’t....I can’t...take anymore. Please stop.”

Xanatos pulled his mouth away from her. Then he placed his hand on her mound and closed his eyes. Elyssa gasped as, unbelievably, another orgasm, wild, violent and overpowering, surged through her. She screamed as it exploded within her. The blood in her veins seem to boil, her whole body shuddered and her eyes were filled with a blinding white light. Again and again she came, quaking, trembling, shivering.

Elyssa didn’t know how long she was possessed by the cycles of orgasms that pulsed through her. She soon lost all track of time as she spun within a whirlpool of mindless ecstasy. Minutes, maybe hours passed, she didn’t know or care for she was locked in a rapturous feedback of orgasm after orgasm. Finally, she felt herself falling into a long dark well of silence and oblivion.

The next thing she knew her eyes were fluttering open. Xanatos was leaning over her, his dark blue eyes hot, a satisfied smile on his lips as he gazed down at her.

Elyssa labored to catch her breath, her throat raw from screaming.

“What...what did you do to me?” she panted.

Xanatos caressed the damp strands of hair across her forehead.

“Oh, just a little something I’m sure Qui-Gon or that fuddy-duddy Obi-Wan never thought to do to you. I used the Force to extend your pleasure.”

Elyssa swallowed. “What? How....how...?”

“How long did you come?”

Elyssa nodded.

Xanatos lifted his head and looked at the wall chrono.

“Hmmm, I’d say about an hour.”

Elyssa stared at him.

“An hour? I don’t believe you,” she said, but considering the condition of her body, the tingles and prickles that were even now sparkling through her and the overwhelming sense of lethargy she felt, she realized he had to be telling the truth.

“I didn’t believe it myself,” Xanatos said, his mouth curling up. “I’ve never had anyone go so long before passing out.” He leaned down and kissed her. “You’re quite a find, dove.”

Then, suddenly, another orgasm ripped through Elyssa. She twisted on the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Xanatos’ eyes widened.

“What was that?” she asked.

“An aftershock,” Xanatos said grinning. “Most unusual.”

“You’re the devil, Xanatos,” Elyssa cried, frowning. “Did you even think to ask if I wanted to spend an hour having orgasm after orgasm.”

“Didn’t you enjoy it?” he asked, a hurt look on his handsome face.

“That’s not the point. I thought you said you didn’t use the Force to manipulate people? That it was forbidden to do so.”

“It is forbidden. For certain things,” he said as he stroked her breast, his finger rubbing lightly at the nipple.

Elyssa felt a sudden urge to push him out of the bed. He looked entirely too pleased with himself.

“I think I should go,” she said, rising up.

Xanatos grabbed her arms.

“No, don‘t go. I’m sorry. I should have asked first.”

Elyssa stopped and looked into his dark blue eyes. She’d never known anyone with eyes as deeply blue as his. They seemed to melt into hers.

“Well, all right,” Elyssa said with a slight smile. “But don’t do that again.”

“Was it that bad?”

“No, on the contrary it was that good, but a lot of anything, even something pleasurable, can be too much.”

Elyssa laid back down. Xanatos slipped an arm about her shoulders and kissed her neck. Then, suddenly, he grabbed her and pulled her over him so that she was straddling him.

“Fuck me,” he ordered, his eyes flaming with lust.

Elyssa sighed. “Really, Xanatos, I wish you’d stop using words like---”

She gasped as he thrust his shaft hard up inside her.

“Stop talking, woman, and fuck me,” he said, his voice deep and sensual, his eyes blazing.

Elyssa shook her head at his brazenness, then began to ride him slowly. She moaned deeply for his shaft filled her up completely. As she pulsed her hips against him, Xanatos leaned up and sucked and licked at her nipples for a bit. He then lay back, his hands slowly stroking her hips.

“Ummmm, yes, that’s it, my sweet little dove,” he murmured, his eyes closed. “Fuck me, fuck me.”

Elyssa needed no encouragement for he felt absolutely delicious inside her. Soon Xanatos was in perfect rhythm with her. They moved against each other for long, hot, sweet moments, Elyssa moaning and whimpering. Then, as she felt herself coming again, she continued to ride Xanatos, every stroke of his cock driving her higher and higher into ecstasy.

Xanatos dug his fingers into her flesh as he gripped her hips. Elyssa’s orgasm was now a storm in her body, but she kept riding him for she wanted him to come with her.

“Come for me,” she whispered frantically to him. “Fill me up.”

Elyssa’s body was drenched in sweat and, as it trickled down her breasts, some of the droplets hung suspended on her nipples. Xanatos leaned up and sucked at her sweat, his tongue lapping eagerly over her.

Elyssa kept moving against him, her head thrown back, shuddering moans of delight filling her throat, Xanatos’ shaft was now so deep inside her she could feel the tip pulsing against the entrance to her womb. And he, his chest gleaming with sweat, continued to match her strokes, his mouth latched onto her breast.

As the last contraction of Elyssa’s orgasm died within her, she slowed the movement of her hips, her breath rasping in her lungs.

“I can’t, I can’t...no more,” she gasped.

Xanatos laughed softly as he pulled his mouth from her breast

“You needn’t explain, dove. I know. I‘m far too much for you.”

He lowered himself back onto the bed, his shaft still hard inside her. He stretched his muscular arms above his head and smiled at her. Elyssa tried to roll off him, but he grabbed her hips.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked with a sly grin.

“I’m tired. Let me go,” she said irritably.

He was far too full of himself, Elyssa had decided, and that was one thing she couldn’t stand in anyone, much less a man. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were just as good in bed, but at least they possessed some humility regarding their prowess.

“You‘re not going,” he said in a firm, hard voice.

Elyssa struggled against him.

“I most certainly am going, Xanatos. And don‘t you dare use that Jedi mind trick on me either.”

Xanatos leaned up and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“Don’t go,” he said, his voice soft, his eyes pleading. “Please. Stay with me. Don‘t leave me alone.”

Elyssa stopped struggling, her heart thudding at his words. She looked deep into his eyes. She didn’t understand him. One minute he was a boorish, egotistical cad; the next, a hurt little boy.

She stroked his cheek, her fingers lingering across his lips.

“Who are you?” she asked softy.

Elyssa was surprised to see pain flaring in his eyes at her words.

“That’s the proverbial question, isn’t it?” he said, his voice distant. “For you see, I don’t know. I don’t know who I am.”

Elyssa hesitated, then clasped his face between her hands. She softly kissed him. Xanatos returned her kiss just as gently, his lips sliding sweetly over hers. Elyssa then pulled away.

“Xanatos, I really must go. I have work in the morning. And it’s....” she glanced at the wall chrono. “It’ll take an hour for me to get home and then I’ll only have an hour to sleep.”

“Call in sick. Have that delightful little assistant---what’s her name?---yes, Noleta. Have Noleta fill in for you.”

“Xanatos---”

Xanatos pressed a finger against her lips.

“Stay with me, Elyssa,” he whispered as he pulled her slowly back on top of him. “Please, stay with me.”

Elyssa resisted for a moment, but when he lifted his hips and moved his shaft slow and deep inside her, Elyssa decided that the office could do without her for just one day.

Part Four

Obi-Wan sighed as he glanced around the Jedi Temple gardens. He was hoping to find inspiration in the fauna and flower that surrounded him. He glanced down at the datapad in his hand. He had already searched through the rhyming dictionary he had downloaded into it, hoping to find a suitable rhyme for the word mouth, but had been unsuccessful.

He shook his head. Who was he fooling? He wasn‘t a poet. The only poetry he had ever written was when, at Qui-Gon’s suggestion, he’d taken a class in writing Jedi haiku under Master Samuri. A corner of his mouth crinkled up as he recalled her words regarding his efforts.

“You have captured the style and structure of the haiku most commendably, Padawan Kenobi,” she had said in her raspy voice, “but you still need to work on the substance. Learn to open yourself to the Living Force and you will set the poet inside you free.”

Obi-Wan had tried, but none of his poetry had seemed to meet her strict criteria. He sighed and looked over the few lines he had entered onto the datapad screen.

“Your face within bright stars do shine,
O, won’t you please, my love, be mine.
Your kiss like honey on my mouth,
O, won’t you please, my love, be.....”

And that was where he had stopped for he hadn’t been able to find a suitable word that rhymed with mouth. It hadn’t occurred to Obi-Wan to just substitute another word for mouth for he liked that third line especially much. Every time he read it his heart raced.

Obi-Wan had been concentrating so fiercely on the datapad screen he didn’t hear Qui-Gon approach until his master was standing over him, his shadow falling across the screen.

Obi-Wan jumped and looked up, his eyes wide.

“Master,” he cried as he tried to hide the screen from Qui-Gon’s view.

“Obi-Wan,” Qui-Gon said, his gaze following Obi-Wan’s frantic movements. “What were you doing?”

“Doing? Oh, nothing, Master. I was just, uh, writing...some...stuff.”

“Some stuff,” Qui-Gon said with a slow nod.

“Yes, nothing important.” Obi-Wan quickly turned off the datapad, then silently cursed himself for he had forgotten to save his document. He hoped he could remember what he had wrote.

Qui-Gon adjusted his robe as he sat next to Obi-Wan on the bench.

“Obi-Wan, I have some news for you.”

“News, Master?”

“Yes, the Council is assigning me to a solo mission.”

Obi-Wan looked at Qui-Gon in surprise. It wasn’t that Qui-Gon hadn’t gone on solo missions before doing his mastership of Obi-Wan, it was just that it had been a while since he’d done so.

“Where are you going?”

“To the Gowri system. Before I took you on as my apprentice, I negotiated a peace accord between warring Gowri factions. However it appears that as a result of some political upheavals, that peace accord is now in jeopardy. The Gowri do not like the Jedi, but I was able to gain their trust. Therefore the Council, not wanting to aggravate the situation further, thought it best to send only me.”

Obi-Wan nodded. “I understand, Master. How long will you be gone?”

Qui-Gon sighed heavily. “I’m not sure, Obi-Wan. I hope not too long. But, I’m sure you’ll find something to keep you occupied while I’m gone.”

He then glanced down at the datapad in Obi-Wan’s hands.

Obi-Wan swallowed, then smiled sheepishly at Qui-Gon. He had a feeling his master knew exactly what he had been writing and to whom.

Qui-Gon stared at him for a moment, then reached over and gripped his shoulder. He squeezed it firmly, then stood.

“I’ll see you soon, Padawan. May the Force be with you.”

Obi-Wan stood and bowed. “And with you, Master.”

Qui-Gon smiled, squeezed Obi-Wan’s shoulder a final time, then turned and strode from the gardens.

Obi-Wan watched Qui-Gon leave, then sat again upon the bench. Actually, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do while Qui-Gon was gone. Things had been surprisingly quiet around the Temple and even some of the Knights had been complaining about the lack of action. Obi-Wan switched on the datapad and, just as he feared, his poem had been wiped away.

Obi-Wan switched it off in frustration. It was probably best the poem had been erased. Although Elyssa had responded with thank-you notes to the flowers he’d sent her, he hadn’t detected anything in them to suggest she was interested in him any way than as a bed partner. Obi-Wan then smiled slightly. Not that there was anything wrong with that, he thought, his loins flooding with heat.

He looked towards the entrance through which Qui-Gon had left. It would probably be a few days, maybe weeks, before his master returned. He would check first with Master Windu and Master Yoda, but if neither had any assignments for him, he would ask permission to take a few days off. Yes, Obi-Wan decided as he stood from the bench and made his way out of the Temple gardens, he would pay Elyssa a visit. He wouldn’t even tell her he was coming. He would surprise her.

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As Xanatos moved inside her, his hips pulsing between her thighs, Elyssa gripped his firm buttocks. Surprisingly she felt his shaft grow even harder as he increased the tempo.

They were at Elyssa’s home in the province outside the capital city. It was a week after their first date. When Elyssa had finally returned to work, Noleta, who seemed to possess the heightened awareness of a Jedi, had begged Elyssa to give her all the sweaty details. Elyssa had told Noleta there were no sweaty details to give and ordered her to get back to work. However, when Xanatos showed up at Elyssa’s office at the end of the week, Noleta had given her boss a raised eyebrow and a knowing look.

Elyssa had then invited Xanatos to her home for the weekend and, with out much ado, the two, after eating the dinner she’d prepared, had immediately retired to her bedroom.

Elyssa shivered as Xanatos pumped his hips hard against her. There was a rage to his lovemaking that both frightened and excited her. He forced her legs wider apart as he slammed into her. He was sweating heavily and the hot droplets rained down on her breasts, trickling over her sides and onto the sheets. As he drove into her, his breath harsh and ragged, he leaned on his arms and they bulged with iron-hard muscles.

Elyssa licked her lips as she looked up at him; the gleaming black hair, the dark blue eyes, the handsome, sensual features. He was like some beautiful animal, all instinct and lust, thrusting and grunting. She stroked his hot wet chest, her fingers gliding over the ridges of his muscles.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she urged him, "Harder, harder.”

“You like it this way, don’t you?” Xanatos said, his voice deep and harsh, his eyes as sharp and hard as blue diamonds as he surged into her.

Elyssa’s heart pounded at his words, but she couldn’t deny what she was feeling.

“Yes, yes, I do,” she gasped.

“Better than him, yes?”

Elyssa’s eyes widened at Xanatos’ words. She looked deep into his eyes and saw pain and anger swirling in them along with his lust. She didn’t answer him and a small cruel smile curled about his lips as she remained silent.

He grunted harder as he rammed into her, again and again, the air around them becoming moist and thick with the scent of sex. His rough heavy breathing, coupled with her cries of pleasure, echoed the pure primal lust that pervaded the room.

Elyssa’s pelvis flooded with blood and fire as Xanatos pounded into her. Then she felt a burst of wetness deep inside as he came. He threw his head back, an almost animalistic growl issuing from his taut throat. He groaned as he continued to thrust into her, Elyssa’s inner muscles tightening around his beating shaft as he jetted into her.

“Sith!” Xanatos shouted as he held her hips, pulling her hard against him as his orgasm gripped him. "Sith!"

Over and over he thrust as he came until he completely emptied himself inside her. Elyssa was almost weeping, but not from pain; no, it was from the inescapable physical demands Xanatos was making on her body that made her lose all control. And, when she also came, she dug her nails deeply into his shoulders. Tiny drops of his blood pooled under the pads of her fingers. Xanatos groaned, his eyes burning into hers.

“Ah, my beautiful tigress,” he said huskily as he gazed down at her. “So you do have claws. You kept them sheathed when you were with him though, didn‘t you?”

Elyssa pulled her hands away from Xanatos’ shoulders. She frowned at him. This constant reference to Qui-Gon was starting to annoy her. Was he going to spend the whole night asking how he compared to his former master?

She pushed at his shoulders until he rolled off her.

“What’s wrong?” he cried.

“You,” Elyssa said sharply. “I thought I told you I wasn’t going to discuss him with you.”

She sat up, got off the bed and went into the bathroom where she washed his blood from her fingers. She looked in the mirror. There were bite marks all over her throat. She titled her head as she examined them. She’d have to wear a high-necked top into the office. Then she saw Xanatos in the mirror standing behind her.

“What the Sith is wrong with you?” he asked harshly, his eyes flaming.

“When are you going to get over him?” Elyssa said in an irritated tone as she swung around. “How long has it been since you two parted?”

“Fourteen years.”

Elyssa nodded. “Fourteen years. And you’re still trying to live up to him, aren’t you?”

Xanatos glared at her, his blue eyes like chipped ice.

“I don’t need to live up to him," he sneered. "He‘s nothing to me.”

Elyssa snorted. “You could have fooled me.”

Xanatos grabbed her arms.

“What do you know about it?” he shouted as he shook her. “You don’t know anything.”

“I know enough to know you haven’t gotten over him.”

She twisted away from his hands and moved past him into the bedroom. Xanatos followed her and grabbed her arms again.

“Let go of me!” she cried as she tried to jerk away.

“You know nothing!” he snarled, squeezing her arms. “Nothing! Qui-Gon is not what he appears to be. He’s heartless and cold. He cares for no one and nothing but himself and his precious Force. He uses people. He used me and he’ll use you.”

“I don’t believe you. He‘s not like that at all.”

Xanatos released her arms and scowled at her.

“He’s got you fooled too, hasn’t he?” he said scornfully. “You and that brat apprentice of his.”

Elyssa didn’t answer him. Xanatos glared at her for a long moment as she remained silent. Then he walked over and hurriedly put on his clothes. He left her bedroom without a word. The front door slammed. Then she heard the whine of his aircar as he lifted off.

Elyssa sighed deeply. She turned and went into her bathroom. She pressed on the shower unit and slid under the hot water. As it beat against her shoulders, she decided it would be best if she never saw Xanatos again. Whatever was going on between him and Qui-Gon the two of them needed to work it out. She couldn’t be involved. It was too much drama.

Actually, she thought, as the water cascaded over her and washed away Xanatos’ touch and scent, she was going to leave off men entirely for the time being. Yes, she would concentrate on her new job. These Jedi, or ex-Jedi in Xanatos‘ case, exciting as they were as lovers, were also terribly complicated. Qui-Gon with all his talk about surrendering and the Living Force, Xanatos with all his rage and pain, and Obi-Wan with his....

Elyssa closed her eyes, a soft smile playing about her lips. Yes, what about Obi-Wan? As the water beat against her breasts, she thought about the day they had shared a shower; the playfulness in his blue-gray eyes, his low boyish laughter, his hands slippery with soap as he had caressed her.

Elyssa opened her eyes. No, she wouldn’t think of that. She turned off the water and pressed on the dryer unit. As the warm air swirled about her, she firmed her resolve. No more men. Especially Jedi.

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Part Five

“Why don’t you call her, boss?”

Xanatos glanced up at his aide. Jomonar’s typically dour face was even more hang-dogged than usual.

“Call who?” Xanatos growled as he finished signing the flexi-sheets Jomonar had given him.

“That woman you can’t stop thinking about. The one you met on Secundus.”

Xanatos ignored Jomonar as he scrawled his name on the remaining flexi-sheets. He shoved them across the desk. Jomonar picked them, stacked them neatly and slipped them into a slim briefcase. Xanatos eyed his aide as he remained standing in front of his desk.

“Don’t you have work to do?” he asked, frowning.

“I always have work to do,” Jomonar answered. “And looking after my boss’s well being is part of that work. You’ve been even grouchier than usual since you got back two weeks ago.”

“How terribly astute you are, Jomonar,” Xanatos said sarcastically. “Where would I be without you?”

“A sight less wealthier, that’s for sure.”

Xanatos smiled slightly and dipped his head in acknowledgement of the truth of Jomonar’s statement. Then he rose from his chair and walked over to the window, his hands behind his back. Beyond the window he could the bustling cityscape that made up the capital city of Telos. He took a deep breath and sighed.

“Do you know what she told me?”

“That you’re a scoundrel, a cad and a son of a scrag?”

Xanatos turned and glared at Jomonar.

“No. She told me I had a potty mouth.”

Jomonar’s face twitched and something that sounded like a laugh rumbled from his massive chest.

“Go see her, boss. You’re no use to me or the company moping around like this. Apologize for whatever you said or did, buy her chocolates, give her flowers, read her poetry, then give her a good fuck. Just get her out of your system so we can get back to business.”

Xanatos’ mouth quirked up. “That’s what I like about you, Jomonar. You’re such a romantic.”

“Yeah, so everybody tells me,” Jomonar growled. “I’ve already arranged passage for you to Secundus. Your liner will leave the starport at 2000 hours.”

Xanatos shook his head, amazed, as always, at Jomonar’s foresight. Then he walked away from the window and towards the door of the office.

“I’ll be back in about a week,” he called out as left.

“Yeah, sure,” Jomonar said glumly. “I’ll keep the home fires burning.”

He shook his head as he watched Xanatos leave. He was glad his species was genderless. They procreated by osmosis. None of this hair-pulling and leaping about. Sex, he thought morosely, was surely one of the Great Progenitor's less enlightened ideas.

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Obi-Wan glanced out the window of the transport at the streaking starlines. He had gotten permission from Master Yoda to take some time off, especially since Qui-Gon was still on his mission to Gowri. Luckily he had also found passage to Secundus when he happened to overhear one of the star traders at the starport grumbling about how he was scheduled to make a run to Secundus but his pilot had suddenly come down with Regilian flu. Obi-Wan had turned and quickly introduced himself and, once the trader had been convinced Obi-Wan could pilot his ship, had offered Obi-Wan the job.

Unfortunately, the trader hadn’t told Obi-Wan until they were spaceborne that he wasn’t going directly to Secundus. Instead they had stopped at a number of planets, asteroids and star stations as the trader had loaded and unloaded a dizzying array of cargo. They had been gone from Coruscant for two weeks as a result and were now, finally, on their way to Secundus. Obi-Wan had been so twitchy that the trader had jokingly asked him if he had a hot date or something. Obi-Wan had said nothing, only frowned at the trader.

Now, as he tried to push the ship as fast as its engines could take, Obi-Wan was worried. Since he had been gone from the Jedi Temple so long already, he wasn’t sure that once he reached Secundus he would even be able to see Elyssa, much less spend time with her. More than likely either Qui-Gon would return from his mission or the Council would contact him with an assignment. Obi-Wan sighed heavily as he piloted the ship through hyperspace to Secundus.

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Elyssa frowned as she watched the approaching aircar. Who could that be? It was the evening before the start of her week’s vacation. She’d had a particularly stressful last two weeks and was looking forward to spending some time alone. Now she had a visitor. An uninvited and definitely unwanted one. She sighed and waited for the aircar to land.

Once it did, she walked towards it, rehearsing in her mind what she would say. She would be polite, but firm. I’m sorry Master or Mistress who-ever-you-are, but I was planning on spending my week off reading or gardening or watching holoflics. I’m really quite touched that you thought of me and wanted to spend time with me, however---

Elyssa stopped her mental monologue when she saw who was emerging from the aircar. She groaned inwardly.

“Surprise,” Xanatos said, his handsome face stretched in a broad grin.

“What do you want, Xanatos?” Elyssa asked her arms crossed. “I thought you were mad at me.”

“I am,” he said cheerfully. “But that’s no reason for me not to want to see you again.”

“And how do you know I’m not still mad at you?”

“I don’t,” he said as he reached over and pulled a number of packages from the car. “Here, these are for you.”

Elyssa kept her arms crossed.

“Why are you being so stubborn?” Xanatos cried as Elyssa continued to stand stock still. He angrily shook one of the gaily wrapped boxes at her.

“Do you know what this is? Alderaanian chocolate. And this?” He waved a slender book at her. “Love poems by Sirlilian Vexlurian of Nelrox V. Some of the most passionate love sonnets every written. And these,” and he turned and pulled out a bouquet of brightly colored crystalline flowers from the rear of the aircar. “These are from Pluvia. They bloom only once every hundred years.”

Elyssa stared at Xanatos for a long moment, then sighed and slowly shook her head.

“What am I going to do with you?”

“Well, according to Jomonar, you’re now supposed to give me a good fuck.”

Elyssa’s eyes widened, her lips trembling as she tried to keep from smiling. Then she gave up, smiled and took Xanatos’ arm as she led him into the house.

“I don’t know who this Jomonar person is, but he may not be as prophetic as he thinks he is. I’ve sworn off sex, you know.”

“Oh, really,” Xanatos said, a sly grin spreading across his lips. “I don’t believe you.”

“I don’t care,” Elyssa replied, then she laughed as she squeezed his arm.

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Obi-Wan had finally taken his leave of the star trader. He was now trying to negotiate with an airtaxi driver to take him out to Elyssa’s home in the provinces. The driver was refusing to do so unless Obi-Wan paid him an extra fifty credits. Obi-Wan knew the driver was only trying to stiff him because he wasn’t a local. He was tempted to just use the Jedi mind trick and make the driver take him out for the regular fare, but he knew it would be wrong to do so. Just as Obi-Wan was about to hand over the fifty credits, he felt a touch on his arm.

He looked around and saw no one. Then he felt the touch on his arm again. He looked down. A tiny Rotaxian with large bulbous eyes was grinning up at him.

“Jedi, yes?” he asked, jumping up and down on his four legs.

“Yes, I’m a Jedi,” Obi-Wan said.

“Hey, you, get out of here,” the airtaxi driver shouted, waving at the little alien.

“No, no,” the Rotaxian cried. “You cheat Jedi. That wrong.” Then he stuck his short forked tongue out at the driver. He pulled on the sleeve of Obi-Wan’s robe. “Come, Jedi, come. I take you. No charge. No cost for Jedi.”

The airtaxi drive cursed at the little Rotaxian as he led Obi-Wan away.

“Him bad. Him cheat Jedi,” the Rotaxian said as he turned back and again stuck his tongue out at the irate drive. “Not me. Me like Jedi. Jedi save family. Eternal debt we have to Jedi.”

“Thank you,” Obi-Wan said as the alien took him to a somewhat decrepit looking aircar.

“In, in, sit, sit,” the Rotaxian urged Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan climbed into the rear of the aircart.

“Do you know where I’m going?”

“Yes, yes,” the Rotaxian said as he climbed into the front seat. “Me heard. Me know. Not far. Not no fifty credits either.”

“I insist you let me give you something for your trouble.”

The Rotaxian shook his head. “No, no. No take. Eternal family debt to Jedi. Please fasten seatbelt.”

Obi-Wan did so as the aircar suddenly lifted off with a hard jerk, then smoothed out and sped out of the city.

Obi-Wan eyed the Rotaxian, but after that initial bone-shattering jerk, the little alien seemed to have the craft under control. He sighed. So far so good. He hadn’t received any communique from Courscant to return and he was finally on his way to see Elyssa. It should be smooth sailing from here on. He sat back and smiled.

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“Obi-Wan left about two weeks ago, Qui-Gon. He checked in not too long ago and he‘s now on Secundus.”

“I see,” Qui-Gon said slowly as he walked beside Mace down the one of the gleaming hallways of the Jedi Temple.

Mace leaned closer to Qui-Gon. “Is there something wrong? Judging by the look on your face, you don’t seem too pleased that he’s gone there.”

“No, nothing’s wrong.”

“Well, I see that your mission to Gowri was a success.”

Qui-Gon shrugged. “The Gowri are a cantankerous race, but they do have the best interest of their citizens at heart. Although the negotiations were difficult, the warring parties eventually saw reason.”

“Hmmmm. You look wiped out as a result, however. I have an idea. Why don’t you join Obi-Wan on Secundus? Relax and release some of that stress.”

Qui-Gon stopped and gave Mace a sharp, searching look. For a moment he wondered if Mace knew about him, Obi-Wan and Elyssa. It seemed like everybody in the galaxy did. Mace only looked back at him, his dark eyes unreadable.

Qui-Gon shook his head. “I have a lot to do here.”

Mace’s full lips quirked up in a half smile. “Take some time off, Qui-Gon. I insist. It’s been preternaturally quiet around here these last few weeks.” He took Qui-Gon’s arm and squeezed it. “Enjoy it while you can, old friend. Who knows when such times will come again.”

Qui-Gon smiled back at Mace. “You’re right. I do have a few things to do here, but I’ll join Obi-Wan as soon as I can.”

Mace slapped Qui-Gon heartily on the back. “Excellent! Enjoy yourself” He then turned and went down an adjacent hallway.

As Qui-Gon watched Mace leave, he decided he would surprise Obi-Wan and Elyssa. More then likely the two were already going at it like Dalmarian rabbits. He smiled at the thought. Then he frowned slightly. He hoped Obi-Wan would remember what he’d told him about his romantic interest in Elyssa. Qui-Gon turned and strode down the hallway that led toward his quarters. He’d finish up his business here and get to Secundus as fast as he could. He had a feeling that without his presence Obi-Wan might wind up doing or saying something terribly foolish.

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Part Six

“Are you sure you don’t want anymore?”

“Yes, I‘m sure,” Elyssa mumbled around the chocolate in her mouth. “And I don’t care how much chocolate you try to seduce me with, Xanatos,” she went on after she swallowed it. “I’m not going to sleep with you.”

“I don’t want you to sleep with me, though that would be nice. I want you to---”

Elyssa put her hand over Xanatos’ mouth.

“Yes, I know, fuck you. You’ve said it enough today. And I don’t care. I wasn’t kidding when I said I’ve sworn off sex, Xanatos. It’s too complicated. I want my life to be simple.”

Xanatos snorted. He and Elyssa were sitting on her couch in the large common room of her home. The sun was just setting on the horizon. For the last couple of hours since he’d arrive, Xanatos had tried everything to get Elyssa to go to bed with him. He’d even read some of the sonnets in the book of love poetry he’d bought her. Now he was trying to stuff her with chocolate. But Elyssa had remained steadfast. As much as she wanted to make love to him, she was also determined not to have a repeat of the scene they’d had two weeks ago when he had stormed angrily from her house.

Xanatos picked up the wrappers from the chocolate and put them in the box. Then he stretched out on the couch and pulled Elyssa down with him. She struggled against him for a moment but, when he all he did was put his arms around and slowly stroke her hair, she finally relaxed. For long moments they lay like that, not saying a word as Elyssa licked the last bits of chocolate from her fingers. The fragrance from the Pluvian flowers he had brought her filled the air with a soft, sweet scent.

Elyssa turned in Xanatos’ arms and looked up at him. His eyes were closed, his lashes like dark wings against his cheek. She reached up and touched the scar on his cheek. He winced, then opened his eyes.

“What does this mean?” she asked softly.

Xanatos stared at her for a long moment, his dark blue eyes unreadable in the deepening shadows of the room. Then he sighed deeply, his chest rising and falling.

“Before I was to be allowed to take the Trials to become a Jedi Knight, Yoda gave Qui-Gon and me one last assignment. A final test, you could say, to see if I was worthy.”

Then Xanatos’ face twisted with anger. “That mangy old troll,” he said with a bitter edge to his voice. “He knew what would happen.” He swallowed heavily, his throat working, his eyes burning.

“What happened?” Elyssa asked him as she stroked his cheek.

“He sent me and Qui-Gon to Telos. My homeworld. My father was head of one of the wealthiest and most powerful families on Telos. The planet was engaged in a civil war and my father was involved in it. He wanted to rule the whole planet. He asked me to help him.”

Pain flared in Xanatos’ eyes. “What was I supposed to do? He was my father. So what if I hadn’t seen him in years. So what if Qui-Gon had become....my father in spirit. Crion was my father in blood. I agreed to help him.”

Xanatos shifted under Elyssa as he adjusted his legs. She slipped her arms about him and held him tight. She knew she was close now to the source of his hidden pain regarding Qui-Gon. Despite all her efforts to remain aloof, Elyssa now knew she was deeply involved. She waited for him to go on.

“I saw Qui-Gon kill my father.” Xanatos paused and took a deep shuddering breath. “And when I saw that, something dark and hot and mad tore through me. I attacked Qui-Gon, my only thought to kill him as he had killed my father. And yet, even as I tried to destroy him, I hoped, I prayed he would kill me instead. But he didn’t. He defeated me but he let me live. And I’ve never forgiven him for that.” Xanatos reached up and touched the scar. “I took my father’s broken ring and I branded it onto my face. To remind me that I would never forgive Qui-Gon. Never.”

Elyssa held her breath for a moment. There was something else Xanatos wasn’t saying. She could sense it. She released her breath and took a chance.

“You loved him, didn’t you?” she asked gently.

Xanatos’ eyes blazed with a sudden anger, then banked down into confusion and resignation.

“Yes,” he said softly. “I did.”

“And he rejected your love, didn’t he?”

Xanatos sat up and Elyssa rose next to him. He stood from the couch and walked about the room for a long moment. Elyssa watched him, her hands clasped in her lap.

Xanatos stopped and sat in a chair across from her. The sun had gone down and there were no lights on in the common room. She could only see the outline of his body in the dark.

“When I was 19,” he began softly, “Qui-Gon and I were on a mission. We were alone on a planet with three moons. The name of that planet and why we were there doesn’t matter. What matters is what happened, or didn’t happen. I was young and foolish and infatuated. I worshiped my master for he was strong and wise and good, everything my real father was not.”

Xanatos paused, then went on in a soft, tortured voice.” I....I tried to give myself to Qui-Gon that night as those three moons shone upon us. At first he went along with it, but then he stopped and told me no, he would not do it. I thought it was because he did not take male lovers, but later I learned he did.” Elyssa saw Xanatos’ shoulders rise in a shrug. “Eventually, I just assumed it had to be me. He was never forthcoming with even the smallest, most innocent demonstrations of affection when it came to me. What a fool I was to think he would make love to me. We went on for the next year as if nothing had happened, but I never forgot it. Never.”

Elyssa rubbed her hands together, her thoughts churning. Based upon what Qui-Gon had told her that night when he and Obi-Wan had made love, she suspected Qui-Gon had rejected Xanatos’ advances for the same reason he had been hesitant to make love to Obi-Wan. He’d been afraid of losing Xanatos as his apprentice, but the fatal mistake the Jedi Master had made was to not tell Xanatos that.

She stood and walked over to Xanatos. She sat on the floor at his feet and put her hand on his knee.

“And you thought I could help you understand him. That’s why you came to see me.”

Xanatos reached down and ran his hand through Elyssa’s hair.

“Don’t get me wrong, dove. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed our little romps but, yes, I did have an ulterior motive. Hearing these rumors that you had been intimate not only with him, but with Obi-Wan.” He shrugged. “I thought maybe you could tell me something that would help me to....” Xanatos quickly shook his head. “But, that doesn’t matter now. All this mulling over the past is wasteful, unproductive. I don‘t care anymore.”

“I don’t believe you.”

Xanatos shook his head, looked as if he was about to say something, then shook his head again. He slowly stroked her cheek. “I apologize if I hurt you in anyway, Elyssa.”

Elyssa squeezed his knee. “There’s nothing to apologize for, Xanatos. I just wish there was something I could do to help.”

Xanatos sighed. “No, there’s nothing.” Then he suddenly stood.

“Lights” he cried.

The lights in the common room blazed on. Elyssa blinked her eyes and looked up at him.

“Enough of these sentimentally foolish confessions,” he said roughly. He then reached down and pulled Elyssa to her feet.

“So, if we’re not going to fuck, what else do you have here fun to do?”

Elyssa stared at him for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve got a dom-jop game---.”

“Dom-jop?” Xanatos cried grinning. “Why, dove, you’re looking at the Telosian dom-jop champion. Three years running.”

Elyssa put her hands on her hips. “Oh, really? Well I was the dom-jop champion four years straight at university.”

“You’re on, woman,” Xanatos said as Elyssa turned to get the game. “Hey, what do I get as my prize when I whip the pants off you?”

Elyssa stopped and looked at him over her shoulder.

“You get me,” she answered with a sly smile. “And what do I get when I beat you to a pulp?”

“You get me,” Xanatos said with a broad smile. Elyssa laughed and went to get the game.

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Obi-Wan looked around. Elyssa’s home was located on an isolated stretch of land near a river. She actually lived a lot farther out from the city then he had thought. He supposed she lived out this far because it was cheaper. Or maybe, he thought, it was because she cherished her privacy. Suddenly Obi-Wan felt a flash of apprehension. He should have contacted her first and let her know he was coming. He turned back to tell the Rotaxian to take him back to the capital, but the little alien had already lifted off and was streaking back toward the city.

Obi-Wan sighed and turned back. He couldn’t see any lights on in the front of the house. He walked around towards the side. There were two aircars parked on the small parklot adjacent to house. Oh, oh, he thought. He didn’t think Elyssa would own two aircars. Therefore she must have company.

Obi-Wan stood still as he tried to decide what to do. He couldn’t very well walk back to the capital. It was too far. He would have to call for an airtaxi from Elyssa’s house. Just as Obi-Wan was trying to think of an explanation to offer Elyssa for having come to see her without having called first, he heard her scream.

Obi-Wan unclipped his lightsaber and ran to a side door. The door was unlocked. He bolted through it, then raced through the kitchen which led into a large common room. The room was blazing with light and it took a moment for Obi-Wan’s eyes to adjust. Then he saw Elyssa struggling on the floor with a dark-haired man. Obi-Wan ignited his lightsaber and ran over.

“Let go of her,” he shouted as he swung his lightsaber.

“No!” Obi-Wan heard Elyssa scream.

Then, quick as a snake, the dark-haired man moved from on top of Elsysa, lunged at Obi-Wan, grabbed him by the legs and pushed him to the floor. Obi-Wan’s lightsaber flew from his hand, the blade still on.

Elyssa screamed again and Obi-Wan began to smell smoke. He twisted under the man who held him firmly against the floor, then managed to get his hand up. He clipped the man soundly on the jaw. The man grunted, then the two of them rolled across the floor. As Obi-Wan struggled with him, he noted the man was terribly strong and his reflexes were Jedi quick. Suddenly the man punched him hard in the solar plexus. A loud whooop popped out of Obi-Wan’s mouth as he doubled over in pain.

“Stop fighting, you idiots,” Obi-Wan heard Elyssa shout, “and help me put out this fire.”

The man lifted himself off Obi-Wan, turned and ran over to where Elyssa was using a fire extinguisher to put out the fire Obi-Wan’s lightasaber had started when it had landed against the drapes. Obi-Wan, who was still doubled over in pain, watched as the man picked up his lightsaber and clicked if off. Then he took the extinguisher from Elyssa’s hand and handed her the lightsaber.

“Let me do that, dove,” he said smoothly. “See to the brat.”

“Stop calling him that,” Obi-Wan heard Elyssa say to the man. Then she turned and walked over to him, tapping his lightsaber against her thigh. She looked down to where he lay on the floor.

“What, by the name of the High Holy Mother, did you think you were doing, Obi-Wan?”

Obi-Wan quickly stood and took his lightsaber from Elyssa’s hand. He took a deep breath, concentrated for a moment until the pain was gone. Then he clipped his lightsaber to his belt. Elyssa was staring up at him, her eyes quizzical. Obi-Wan frowned at her for he had quickly discerned that the man was not her attacker but a friend. Maybe even more than a friend, Obi-Wan thought with a sinking heart. He glanced over at the man who still had his back to Obi-Wan as he put out the fire.

“I thought I was rescuing you. I’d just arrived from the capital. I heard you scream, ran in and saw you and him,” and Obi-Wan gestured towards the man, “struggling on the floor.”

“We weren’t struggling,” Elyssa said with a small smile. “We were wrestling.”

“Wrestling?”

“Yes. Xanatos was cheating at dom-jop and I...”

“Xanatos?” Obi-Wan cried.

The man turned around and greeted Obi-Wan with a large smile and a small bow.

“At your service, little brother.”

Suddenly eleven years flashed through Obi-Wan’s mind and he was thirteen again and a black-haired young man with dark blue eyes was taunting him, goading him to turn against Qui-Gon. He frowned even harder.

“What are you doing here, Xanatos?” he said, his anger barely in check. It was bad enough that Elyssa appeared to have a new lover, but that it was Xanatos was almost more than Obi-Wan could bear.

“I could ask you the same question, little brother,” Xanatos said with a sly smile as he turned back and finished putting out the fire. He turned off the extinguisher, stamped the remaining embers with his boots, then turned and walked over to Elyssa and Obi-Wan.

“I’m not your little brother and I want to know what you’re doing here!” Obi-Wan cried.

Elyssa reached out and touched Obi-Wan’s hand. He jerked at her touch, then looked down at her. Her eyes were soft as she looked up at him.

“He’s here as my guest, Obi-Wan. But, I’m afraid Xanatos is right. What _are_ you doing here?”

“What? Why...I...uh...,” he stammered, suddenly embarrassed. “I came to see you. I wanted to surprise you. But I see...I mean...I should have....”

“Called first,” Elyssa finished gently.

Obi-Wan looked down for a moment.

“Yes, I should have.” he said. Then he looked up. “I’m sorry, Elyssa. I’m sorry I barged in like that and damaged your house and---”

Elyssa squeezed his hand. “It’s all right, Obi-Wan. I think it’s very sweet the way you ran in here, so ready to defend me. Xanatos is a scoundrel, you know,” she said turning towards him with a smile. “I’d just found out that the reason he wins at dom-jop is because he cheats. I tried to take his game piece from him and we wound up wrestling for it.”

Obi-Wan looked over at Xanatos. He still couldn’t fathom what his master’s former apprentice was doing with Elyssa. But she appeared quite comfortable with him and there was even a hint of affection in her eyes when she looked at him. Didn’t she know what kind of man he was? Obi-Wan felt a sudden urge to grab her by the arm and drag her away. Xanatos stared at him, his dark blue eyes assessing as if he were reading every one of Obi-Wan’s thoughts.

Obi-Wan turned back to Elyssa.

“If you’ll allow me the use of a comm channel, I’ll call for an airtaxi to take me back to the capital.”

Elyssa grabbed Obi-Wan’s arm.

“You’ll do no such thing, Obi-Wan Kenobi,” she said as she walked him over to the couch. “Now sit down. And let me take your robe.” She reached up and drew his robe off his shoulders. She folded it in her arms and placed it on a chair next to the couch. “Are you thirsty or hungry?”

“I am a bit thirsty,” Obi-Wan said, his eyes shifting between Elyssa and Xanatos.

Elyssa turned and went into the kitchen. As she went through the door she called back. “And the two of you better behave or I swear, I’ll spank you both if I come back and find you fighting again.”

Xanatos walked over to a chair next to the couch. Obi-Wan noted that he still moved with the same lethal cat-like grace which had proven such a match when he and Qui-Gon had dueled all those years ago.

“Hmmm, a spanking,” Xanatos said softly. “That sounds like fun. She’s quite a woman, isn’t she, little brother?” he said, a small smile on his sensual lips.

“Stop calling me that,” Obi-Wan said heatedly. “I’m not your little brother.”

“Oh, but you are in a sense since we both have the same spiritual father. How is my former master, by the way? And where is he? Don‘t you two usually come as a pair?”

“He’s on a mission and he’s fine,” Obi-Wan said through gritted teeth. “No thanks to you.”

Xanatos raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean? I haven’t seen him in years.”

“He’s never forgiven you.”

“Then I see we have something in common,” Xanatos said, his voice suddenly cold. “For I’ve never forgiven him either.”

“How could you have done it, Xanatos?”

“Done what?”

“Turned against him like that. Betrayed him.”

Xanatos leaned forward, his eyes predatory as they gazed into Obi-Wan’s.

“What do you know about it?” he said in a dangerously quiet voice. “You know nothing.”

Obi-Wan shifted forward on the couch. “I know enough to know you’re bad news, Xanatos. And I don’t know what you’re doing here, but if you harm Elyssa in anyway, I’ll---”

Xanatos stood quickly and Obi-Wan followed suit. They stared at each other, their eyes locked, their bodies tense. Obi-Wan was dismayed at the anger he was feeling, knowing how dangerous it was, but he couldn’t help it. It didn’t take his Jedi intuition to know that Elyssa and Xanatos were lovers. He could sense it in their body language, hear it in their voices, see it in the way they looked at each other. It wasn’t that he resented Elyssa’s having taken another lover (no, he thought, that really wasn’t true. He did resent it, but she was a free woman, after all) but the fact that it was Xanatos; that was the bitterest pill for Obi-Wan to swallow. The two men stood, their eyes boring into each other, their bodies tensed for violence.

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Elyssa quickly took out three glasses and a bottle of wine. She didn’t want to leave the two alone for any length of time. She put the glasses and bottle on a tray and hurried back into the common room.

Just as she’d feared, Obi-Wan and Xanatos were standing, glaring silently at each other. The air was swimming with testosterone. Men, she thought irritably as she hurried in. They loved butting their heads together like Tarkasian bulls in heat. She wondered if they knew just how silly all that male swaggering was to women.

“Oh, boys,” she said lightly as she placed the tray on the low table in front of the couch. “If you’re done with your masculine posturing, I’ve brought some refreshments. Please, do sit down.”

Both men continued to stand, their eyes locked on each other. Then Xanatos smiled slightly and took his seat. Obi-Wan stood for a moment longer, then took his. Elyssa poured the wine into the glasses and handed one each to Obi-Wan and Xanatos.

“You’re wasting your time giving him that, Elyssa,” Xanatos said mockingly. “Remember, he’s a Jedi. The strongest stuff they‘ll drink is Bantha milk.”

“Shut up, Xanatos,” Obi-Wan said crossly.

Elyssa glanced sharply at Obi-Wan. She’d never heard him use that tone of voice before. His blue-gray eyes were hard and cold as he looked over at Xanatos who only smiled back at the young Jedi, seeming to take delight in Obi-Wan’s growing anger. Elyssa felt a twinge of apprehension. She knew enough about the Jedi to know such anger was dangerous. She walked over and touched Obi-Wan’s arm.

“Obi-Wan,” she said softly.

Obi-Wan stared at Xanatos for a long moment then tore his gaze away and looked up at Elyssa. She took his untouched glass and placed it on the table.

“Come with me,” she said taking him by the hand. “I want to talk to you.”

She glanced over at Xanatos. He nodded his head slightly. Obi-Wan rose and let Elyssa lead him into her bedroom. She closed the door behind them. Then she turned to Obi-Wan. She reached up and touched his cheek.

“Sweetness, don’t be angry.”

“What is he doing here, Elyssa?” Obi-Wan cried. “And why are you with him? Have you any idea what kind of man is he?”

“Yes, I do.”

Obi-Wan walked away from her. He paced back and forth across the carpet.

“He betrayed Qui-Gon. He even tried to get me to betray him. He’s evil, Elyssa.”

“He’s not evil, Obi-Wan. Yes, he’s angry, bitter and resentful, but he’s not evil. He’s...” Elyssa stopped, not sure how much she should tell Obi-Wan about what Xanatos had confessed to her.

“Are you in love with him?” Obi-Wan suddenly asked.

Elyssa shook her head. “No, I’m not in love with him.”

She walked over, took Obi-Wan’s hand and led him to her bed. They sat down on it. Elyssa stroked his hand. Obi-Wan took hers and squeezed it.

“Elyssa, I don’t want to see you hurt. Xanatos is----”

“A man, just like you. He’s not a monster, Obi-Wan. And he’s not the devil incarnate.” Then Elyssa paused. “Hmmm, that’s not quite true. I can’t believe he cheats at dom-jop.” Then she shook her head and squeezed Obi-Wan’s arm. “You know, you and he actually have a lot in common.”

“We have nothing in common,” Obi-Wan said angrily.

“You both love Qui-Gon.”

Obi-Wan frowned. “Xanatos hates Qui-Gon.”

Elyssa sighed and tilted her head. “Yes, he thinks he does. But he doesn’t, not really. He still loves him. That’s why he contacted me. He’d heard about us; you, me, Qui-Gon. I think he was hoping to find some way to reach out to Qui-Gon through me. I think he’s seeking atonement, Obi-Wan. I think he wants to come home.”

Obi-Wan shook his head. “Xanatos is a master manipulator, Elyssa. He may want to reach out to Qui-Gon, but only to destroy him.”

“That may have been true the last time you encountered him, but I don’t think that’s the case now. Time has passed. He’s older now and so are you. And believe it or not, people can and do change.”

Obi-Wan remained silent for a long moment. Then he looked down and sighed heavily.

“He was my master’s apprentice for a long time. Qui-Gon must have had some influence on him.”

Elyssa squeezed his hand. “I know he did. Under all of Xanatos’ anger and rage there still is the young apprentice who loved his master. And still loves him. Just as much as you do, I suspect.”

Obi-Wan raised his eyes and looked deep into Elyssa’s. He cupped her face with his hands and kissed her as he slowly pushed her down onto the bed. Elyssa felt his hands roving over her body and instinctively felt herself responding, but then she remembered her vow to abstain from sex. She pushed Obi-Wan off her.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing is wrong,” Elyssa said as she sat up and smoothed her hair. “I’m just abstaining from sex for the time being.”

“Abstaining?”

Elyssa eyed Obi-Wan. “You act like it’s so totally unbelievable?”

“Well it is,” Obi-Wan began. Then he saw the expression on Elyssa’s face. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. It’s just that---” Then he smiled sheepishly and shrugged. “It’s been awhile and I was hoping---”

“To give me a good fuck,” Elyssa said smiling.

Obi-Wan’s eyes widened. Then he frowned. “You’ve been around Xanatos too much.”

Elyssa shrugged. “I suppose.” Then she smiled and slowly moved her hand inside Obi-Wan’s tunic, her fingers slipping across his skin. “However, I could be persuaded to break my vow.”

“Really? How?”

Elyssa licked her lips. “Well, I could be persuaded if you’d let me invite Xanatos to join us.”

Obi-Wan stood up quickly. “No, no way. I won’t share you with him. Qui-Gon, yes. Xanatos, no.”

Elyssa pouted. “Why not?”

“Elyssa, haven’t you heard a word I’ve said? The man can not be trusted.”

“I don’t want to trust him. I want us to fuck him.”

“Us? You can’t be serious, Elyssa. I won’t....“ Obi-Wan shook his head violently. “No, there’s no way I would ever even consider---”

Elyssa scooted over on her knees across the bed and grabbed Obi-Wan’s hand. “Oh, but Obi-Wan, he’s the most fantastic lover. So wild and exciting. It would be so much fun. And the two of you are so gorgeous. Just the thought of you together is making me hot.”

Obi-Wan swallowed. “It is?” he said weakly.

“Oh, yes,” Elyssa purred as she ran her hand up his thigh. “Very hot. Come now. Aren’t you even the least bit curious?”

“I don’t know...”

“If you’re worried about Qui-Gon, he doesn’t have to know. I won’t tell.” She squeezed his thigh. “Stop being such an obedient padawan and take a chance for once.”

“Well,” Obi-Wan began, then he sighed as Elyssa began to run her hand over his leggings, her fingers slipping achingly close to his hardening shaft. “What about Xanatos? Maybe he won’t want to do it.”

Elyssa pulled Obi-Wan onto the bed and kissed him, her tongue sliding between his lips, her hands pulling insistently at his clothes.

“Just get out of these clothes and leave Xanatos to me,” she whispered against his mouth.

Obi-Wan hungrily returned her kiss, their tongues dancing lightly and sweetly around the other. Then, when Elyssa felt his hot, urgent hands pulling at her clothes, she wriggled out from under him and got up from the bed. Obi-Wan turned on his back, his eyes hot as he gazed up at her.

“Get out of those clothes,” she ordered. “I’ll be right back.” She turned and went into the common room, her heart racing.

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As Elyssa entered the common room, she saw no sign of Xanatos. For a moment she wondered if he had left. She went into the dark kitchen. She looked out the window and saw that his aircar was still parked outside. She turned from the window and screamed.

Xanatos was standing behind her. He quickly grabbed her and put his hand over her mouth.

“Hush!” he hissed. “Do you want the brat to come running in here, lightsaber swinging, and set your kitchen on fire too?”

Elyssa tried to speak but Xanatos still had his hand over his mouth. She twisted her face until Xanatos removed his hand.

“Stop calling him that. And I wish you’d stop sneaking up on me, too,” she whispered. “What are you doing in here anyway?”

“I was looking for something to eat. I figured you and the brat were going to fuck, so I thought I’d fix myself a sandwich or something.” Xanatos smiled wickedly. “I wasn’t going to make it a very big sandwich however, because I figured you’d two would be done in a few minutes.” He shook his head and chuckled. “But I didn’t think the brat would be done this fast.”

Elyssa pushed at him. “For your information, Xanatos, we didn’t even get started. And Obi-Wan, I’ll have you know, is a fantastic lover. He can go for hours. I‘ve never seen such stamina in a man. ”

“Really?” Xanatos said, his eyebrow rising.

“Oh, yes,” Elyssa said lightly as she moved her hand across Xanatos’ chest. “But, after all, he is young. So much younger.”

Xanatos grabbed Elyssa’s hand. “Don’t play me for the fool, Elyssa. I know what you’re doing.”

“And what am I doing?”

“Trying to play a player.” He lifted Elyssa’s hand and kissed the inside of her wrist. Then he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her tight against him. She could feel his shaft pressing against her mound even through their clothes.

“You want us both, don’t you?” he said in a low, throaty voice.

“Oh, yes,” Elyssa whispered as she slipped her arms about his neck. “I want you both.”

“What about your vow of abstinence?” Xanatos said as he moved his hands slowly across her rear, his palms kneading the cheeks.

“Fuck my vow of abstinence,” Elyssa said softly.

“Hmmmm, such a potty mouth,” Xanatos whispered. “And the brat? What about him?”

“Stop calling him that. Obi-Wan is open to it.”

“Is he now? Well, I’ll guess I’ll have to find out for myself just how ‘open’ he is,” Xanatos said slyly.

Then he lowered his mouth and kissed her. They kissed for a long moment, their hands moving eagerly over each other. Then Xanatos lifted Elyssa up in his arms. He carried her to the bedroom but as they reached the closed door, Elyssa pulled at his arms.

“Put me down,” she said.

“What?”

“Don’t let Obi-Wan see you carrying me like this.”

Xanatos stared at her for a moment, then he slowly smiled.

“Oh, yes, I forgot. The brat is in love with you,” he said as he put her down. “Wouldn’t want to make him jealous or anything.”

Elyssa frowned at Xanatos as she adjusted her clothing.

“Obi-Wan is not in love with me.”

“Yeah, right. Sure he isn’t. He only just about took my head off with his lightsaber when he thought I was attacking you.”

“That was just a instinctive reaction on his part. He is a Jedi, after all.”

Xanatos crossed his arms and looked skeptically down at Elyssa.

“You know, I thought you were a pretty savvy woman, Elyssa, but I see that you’re just as blind as most women are.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

Xanatos shook his head. “Nothing. So how do you want to start this little threesome?”

Elyssa frowned. Even though Obi-Wan had agreed to go along with it, she had sensed he was still uncertain about it and Xanatos was sure to say something sarcastic to him to break the mood. She eyed Xanatos and wondered if he would possibly let her gag him.

“Oh, for Sith sake,” Xanatos said impatiently as Elyssa continued to stand before the closed door, mulling over in her head how to keep Xanatos from ruining everything. He grabbed her arm, opened the door and dragged her into the bedroom.

“Hey, little brother,” he called out cheerfully. “Want to fuck?”

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Part Seven

Elyssa tried to kick at Xanatos as he dragged her into the bedroom. Obi-Wan, who was in bed and deliciously naked, looked up in horror as Xanatos strode into the room, pulling Elyssa behind him.

“Well, do you want to fuck or not?” Xanatos said to the open-mouthed Obi-Wan.

“Xanatos, you are a boorish, uncouth scoundrel,” Elyssa cried as she kicked at his leg.

“Thank you,” Xanatos said grinning as he released her. Elyssa moved away and glared at him.

“You see, dove,” he went on merrily, “I don’t believe in beating around the bush. I came here to fuck. Now, I can fuck you or I can fuck him or I can fuck you both. It doesn‘t matter. All I know is before I leave this planet I‘m fucking somebody.”

“Oh, I hate you, Xanatos!” Elyssa shouted. “You have the subtlety of a Toydarian and the manners of a Hutt. Now get out!”

Xanatos threw back his head and let out a great peal of laughter. He laid down on the bed next to Obi-Wan and looked over at him.

“Are you sure you’re in love with this woman, little brother? She’s got a bit of a sharp tongue.”

Obi-Wan colored fiercely at Xanatos’ words, then glared at him.

“Do what she says,” he said angrily, “and get out.”

“Oh, but I’m not going anywhere, little brother. We’re going to have a party. You, me and her. She wants it, you want it and I want it and, I can assure you, I always get what I want.”

“You’re always calling Obi-Wan the brat, Xanatos,” Elyssa said testily, “but if anyone’s a brat it’s you.”

“Yes, yes, whatever,” he said dismissively. “Now, come over here and kiss me.”

Elyssa stepped away from the bed. “No. I want you to leave.”

Xanatos rose swiftly from the bed, grabbed Elyssa about the waist and picked her up.

“Put me down,” she cried. Xanatos ignored her as he turned and threw her on the bed next to Obi-Wan.

“Xanatos,” Obi-Wan said warningly.

“Hush, little brother,” Xanatos said as he quickly took off his clothes. Then he climbed into the bed and lay next to Elyssa.

Elyssa stared angrily at him, but at the same time she found her eyes moving down to his shaft which was now huge and erect against his stomach. She felt herself warming at the sight. Damn, her traitorous body, she thought. Xanatos followed her gaze, then looked up at her and smiled.

“Kiss me,” he said to her.

“No.”

“Then kiss him,” he said, gesturing towards Obi-Wan. “Kiss somebody for Sith’s sake and let’s get this party started.”

Elyssa stared at Xanatos for a long moment. Then she slowly and deliberately turned her back on him. She looked over at Obi-Wan. He was giving Xanatos a long hard look, then he turned and looked down at her and his eyes immediately softened. Elyssa lifted her face and closed her eyes. Then she felt Obi-Wan’s lips on hers. She sighed and drank in the sweetness of his mouth as she slipped her arms about his neck.

Obi-Wan drew her closer, his chest pressing hard against her breasts. Then Elyssa felt Xanatos’ hands on her body as he began to loosen her clothes. He deftly removed them even as Obi-Wan continued to kiss her. Soon she was naked. She moved her body tighter against Obi-Wan’s, reveling in the feel of his warm skin on hers.

Then, like the touch of butterfly wings, she felt Xanatos kissing her lightly on her shoulders, the small of her back, along her rear. His hands slowly caressed her hips, then her thighs, then up the front of her legs. He slipped his hands around her waist and then she felt him stroking and caressing not only her, but Obi-Wan as well. His hands moved from her mound to Obi’Wan’s shaft and back again. Both she and Obi-Wan moaned against each other’s mouths as Xanatos worked away at them both. Then she felt Xanatos slip his arms around her, then over to Obi-Wan. He slid his hands down Obi-Wan’s back and cupped his buttocks. Now Elyssa was squeezed between them both, Obi-Wan’s lips on hers, Xanatos’ mouth in her hair.

It felt so good to be locked between them both, to hear and feel their deep, warm breathing and hard, quick heartbeats. For a moment, Elyssa even wondered what it would be like to have them both inside her, but she quickly dismissed the thought.

As Obi-Wan continued to kiss her, she felt Xanatos move his hand slowly across her breasts, over her stomach, then between her thighs. He slipped his hand around to her mound and pressed his fingers against her, stroking gently. First he stroked downwards, then slowly upwards. Elyssa shifted her body as she felt him slip his fingers between the moist folds of her mound.

He moved his fingers into her, establishing a slow, sensual rhythm. His thumb rested neatly on her clit and he began to stroke it. Elyssa closed her eyes and let herself sink into the sensation, reveling in the feel of his fingers slowly sliding in and out of her, his thumb grazing across her clit.

Then she felt Xanatos pull his fingers out of her. Elyssa opened her eyes. She broke her kiss with Obi-Wan and turned and looked at Xanatos. He’d slipped one of the fingers he’d had inside her into his mouth.

“Hey, little brother,” Xanatos said softly. “Want a taste?”

Elyssa, her heart beating hard, watched as Xanatos moved his hand over to Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan looked hard at Xanatos, then leaned over and took a small hesitant lick at Xanatos’ fingers.

“That’s it,” Xanatos murmured. “Tastes good, doesn’t it?”

Elyssa drew in a sharp breath as Obi-Wan slowly slid his tongue around Xanatos‘ fingers.

With a last soft lick, Obi-Wan then pulled his mouth away. He turned towards Elyssa and looked deep into her eyes. She smiled up at him and stroked his lips.

“That was very hot,” she said.

“It was?”

“Oh, yes, very.” She leaned up and kissed him.

Then she felt Xanatos kissing her lightly on the neck, his tongue grazing her skin as he followed the curve of her jaw to her mouth. He cupped her chin and turned her to him. He took her lower lip between his and sucked softly on it, his hand cupping her breast as he gently massaged and rolled the hard peak of her nipple between his strong hot fingers.

Meanwhile Obi-Wan was kissing her shoulder, his mouth sucking on the hot spot in the curve of her neck. Xanatos pulled slowly away from Elyssa’s mouth. He kissed her on her chin, down her neck, then further down until he took the nipple of her breast into his mouth. His tongue was hot and wet as he licked passionately at her.

Elyssa felt Xanatos’ teeth lightly gripping her nipple, his mouth tugging at her. He sucked her breast hard, pulling it urgently into his mouth. Elyssa gasped at the pressure. Xanatos then released her and leaned back, his eyes roaming over her, a small smile on his sensual lips. He glanced over at Obi-Wan.

“Go for it, little brother,” he whispered.

Obi-Wan raised himself up and, placing his hands on either side of Elyssa’s waist, leaned over her. He kissed her breast, licking over the skin with his tongue, sliding around, but not quite touching the nipple. Moving his head, he slipped his tongue under her breasts where they lay against her chest, then quickly up the smooth curves. Then, with a soft moan, he moved his mouth over her nipple. Over and over he swirled his tongue around it, teasing it into an even harder peak.

As Obi-Wan suckled her, Xanatos got up from the bed. He moved behind Obi-Wan who was lost in his feasting upon her breasts. Xanatos then placed his hands on Obi-Wan’s waist and slowly stroked his sides. He pulled at Obi-Wan and moved him over to Elyssa’s side. Then he got on the bed and straddled Obi-Wan’s waist.

“I think our little dove likes to watch, so let‘s give her something to watch,” Xanatos said as his hands roamed over Obi-Wan’s body. Obi-Wan moaned softly.

“You have a beautiful body, little brother,” Xanatos murmured, his hands stroking and kneading Obi-Wan’s chest, stomach and thighs.

Elyssa was burning as she watched Xanatos seduce Obi-Wan. She had wanted so much months ago to watch him and Qui-Gon make love that night on Ixonia, but this was more then she could have hoped for.

Xanatos’ eyes were burning as his hands roved over Obi-Wan’s body. Then he moved himself slowly up until his shaft was inches from Obi-Wan’s face.

“Suck me,” he ordered, his voice low and deep.

Obi-Wan frowned as he looked up at Xanatos, then he glanced over at Elyssa.

“Do you want me to?” he asked her.

“What the Sith are you asking her for?” Xanatos said grouchily.

Obi-Wan ignored him and continued to gaze over at Elyssa. She slowly stroked his arm.

“Only if you want to,” she said softly.

Obi-Wan looked back at Xanatos who was now stroking his shaft.

“Go ahead, little brother, you’ll like it. Trust me.”

Obi-Wan raised himself up, opened his mouth and quickly took Xanatos’s shaft deep within it. Xanatos moaned loudly as he was warmly enveloped in Obi-Wan’s mouth. He tipped his head back, his eyes closed.

Elyssa’s heart thudded in her chest and she inhaled sharply as she watched Obi-Wan move his mouth back and forth on Xanatos’ cock. Obi-Wan’s eyes were closed, his lips pressed firmly around Xanatos‘ shaft, massaging it with every pass of his mouth.

“Yes, little brother, suck me. Suck me with that sweet padawan mouth,” Xanatos murmured.

Elyssa looked over at Xanatos. His features was drawn tight, his eyes closed, his head thrown back. Suddenly, he grabbed Obi-Wan by the head and, holding him still, began to pump his shaft vigorously into Obi-Wan’s mouth.

Elyssa saw Obi-Wan’s throat working as Xanatos thrust his hips harder against him. Suddenly, Elyssa became worried. She knew how intense Xanatos could get when he made love and she suspected his barely suppressed rage against the Jedi was also fueling his lust.

“Yes, suck me, suck me,” Xanatos groaned, his voice harsh, his throat muscles taut, his eyes tightly closed. “Suck me you little b---”

“Xanatos,” Elyssa cried out. “Don’t hurt him.”

Xanatos’ eyes flew open and he stopped moving. He looked over at Elyssa, then down at Obi-Wan. He quickly pulled his shaft from Obi-Wan’s mouth. Obi-Wan took a deep, shuddering breath. Elyssa went over to him and put her arms around his shoulders.

“Are you all right, sweetness?”

Obi-Wan nodded. “Yes, I’m fine.”

Elyssa turned her head and looked angrily up at Xanatos.

“You beast!” she cried. “You were hurting him.”

Xanatos stared down at her, a muscle in his jaw working. Then, suddenly, a look of chagrin fell over his face. He looked over at Obi-Wan.

“Hey, I’m sorry, little brother,” he said, then shrugged. “Guess I got carried away.”

Obi-Wan shook his head. He swallowed heavily.

“It’s all right.” He looked over at Elyssa who was still gazing at him worriedly. “Actually, I was kind of enjoying it,” he said.

“Really?” Elyssa said.

“Well, he kind of surprised me when he started moving so fast and hard, but...” Then Obi-Wan shrugged and smiled sheepishly.

Elyssa looked up at Xanatos. He gave her a small half-smile.

“It’s usually the quiet, obedient types that like it a little rough,” he told her, his brows quirked in a knowing way as he looked hard at Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan blushed.

Elyssa shook her head and caressed Obi-Wan‘s face. “Well, that may be so, Xanatos, but you were getting a bit carried away. You were about to call him a---”

Xanatos raised his hand. “All right, all right. I‘m sorry.” He looked over at Obi-Wan. “He looks a lot like, shall we saw, an acquaintance of mine and he loves being called names like that.”

“Well, I don’t think Obi-Wan wants to be called such things, do you Obi-Wan?”

Obi-Wan opened his mouth to respond, but Elyssa had already turned back to Xanatos.

“So don’t do it,” she said to him.

“Yes, dove,” Xanatos said, bowing slightly. Then, grinning, he quickly grabbed Elyssa. He looked over at Obi-Wan.

“I’ll get back to you, little brother, but I’m going to take care of her first. Maybe after I‘m done with her, she‘ll shut up and let us have our fun.”

Elyssa struggled against Xanatos, his arms tight around her waist as he held her close.

“Xanatos, you are a scoundrel and a---”

“Yes, yes, I know. Now hush.”

He quickly slid his fingers deep inside her. Elyssa almost stopped breathing; then, she moaned, her breath harsh and shallow, as she felt every pulse of Xanatos’ fingers, every tap of his thumb against her clit. Her legs trembled and she pressed them tightly together, trapping Xanatos’ fingers inside her, forcing him to push harder to enter her, each thrust of his fingers jolting her.

She looked over at Obi-Wan. His eyes were locked onto hers and she could see both excitement and something else in them as he watched Xanatos pleasure her. She smiled at him and he, hesitating for a moment, quickly smiled back. Then Elyssa closed her eyes, her body jerking as Xanatos twisted his fingers inside her.

“Oh, gods, yes,” Elyssa moaned as she came, hard and deep, her inner muscles clamping again and again around Xanatos’ fingers. She came for a long moment, milking his fingers for all she could get, gripping his arms hard. Then she sighed deeply and relaxed her muscles, finally letting him go.

Xanatos lowered his arms from about her. Elyssa fell onto the bed next to Obi-Wan, breathing harshly, her body humming. Gods, the things that man could do to her. She gazed up at him.

Xanatos towered over them, his dark blue eyes shadowed. Then he leaned down over Obi-Wan, lowered his head and took the young Jedi’s cock deep into his mouth. Obi-Wan arched his back, his head twisting on the bed.

“Oh, Force,” he sighed deeply.

Elyssa stroked his arm as Xanatos, his eyes closed, sucked away at Obi-Wan. He slid his tongue slowly around Obi-Wan’s shaft, his hand stroking the base. Obi-Wan’s hips shuddered under the assault and, for long moments, Xanatos licked and sucked and stroked Obi-Wan’s cock, his dark head rising and falling over the dark golden hairs of Obi-Wan‘s groin. Obi-Wan’s shaft glistened in the soft lights of the bedroom and as Elyssa watched and listened to Xanatos’ heated sucking of it, she felt her insides melting with lust. Then with a sudden sharp cry, Obi-Wan came, his shaft jerking in Xanatos’ mouth, his body trembling.

“Oh, gods, oh gods,” Obi-Wan whispered over and over as Xanatos continued to suck vigorously at him. It wasn’t until Obi-Wan had stopped squirming that Xanatos finally pulled his mouth away from Obi-Wan’s shaft.

He grinned at Obi-Wan. “Hmmm, you taste real good, little brother. Now, let’s see if you feel just as good.”

Quick as snake, Xanatos grabbed Obi-Wan and turned him over on his stomach. He put his hands on Obi-Wan’s buttocks and slowly stroked the muscular cheeks.

“Nice ass you got here. Very nice.”

Grunting softly, Xanatos then pushed the head of his shaft between the cheeks of Obi-Wan’s buttocks. Obi-Wan inhaled harshly, the edges of his mouth trembling. Elyssa squeezed his arm. She had assumed he and Qui-Gon had made love this way that night on Ixonia, but she didn’t know for sure for she hadn’t watched. She had given them their privacy and stayed out on the balcony of the hotel suite.

“Gods, but you’re tight,” Xanatos hissed as he stroked Obi-Wan’s hips.

Elyssa watched with a tightening throat as Xanatos pushed his shaft slowly into Obi-Wan‘s rear. Then she saw him begin to do the same thing to Obi-Wan that he had done to her the night he had tried to enter her that way. He was slowly rubbing Obi-Wan’s hips.

“Oh, yes,” Obi-Wan sighed. “Yes, that’s better. Much better.”

“What’s he doing?” Elyssa whispered.

Obi-Wan looked over at her, his eyes half-closed with pleasure.

“He’s using the Force to relax me. To make his...gods, oh, gods...to make his entrance easier for me.” Obi-Wan groaned softly.

Once he had buried himself completely into Obi-Wan, Xanatos began to move, slow and easy, back and forth. Soon he and Obi-Wan were breathing together, their bodies rocking. Elyssa felt her pelvis moving in synch with them. Xanatos rotated his hips in a shallow cockscrew motion, then thrust deep into Obi-Wan.

“Hmmm, yes, little brother. You are so sweet, so tight. And you like this, don’t you? I can feel it,“ Xanatos murmured.

He grabbed Obi-Wan’s hips and pulled him tighter against his groin. Obi-Wan moaned. Xanatos then pumped faster and faster into him. They moved together, their beautiful bodies locked, the sweat gleaming on their skin, their faces drawn back in pleasure, their grunts, groans and the loud wet slaps of Xanatos’ groin against Obi-Wan’s rear filling Elyssa’s senses.

“What do you want, little brother?” Xanatos grunted out. “Tell me.”

Obi-Wan moaned but said nothing. Elyssa slid next to his face.

“You’re going to have to say something, sweetness. Xanatos likes to be talked to,” she whispered.

“What should I...oh gods!...what should I say?” Obi-Wan gasped.

“Just say ‘fuck me, fuck me’ a few times. That’s usually all he wants to hear.”

Obi-Wan nodded. “Fuck me,” he began slowly. Then, as the sensations Xanatos was giving him overwhelmed him, he began to shout.

“Yes, gods, fuck me. Fuck me!”

Xanatos groaned and stroked even harder into Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan cried out, his hands clenching the sheets. Xanatos then leaned over Obi-Wan and ran his lips over his sweat glistened back.

“Hmmm, feels good fucking you, feels real good,” he murmured, then he licked his long tongue slowly over Obi-Wan‘s back.

Obi-Wan shuddered and sighed. Xanatos reared back and with a deep growl plowed into Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan threw his head back, his throat taut. Elyssa cried out softly as Xanatos drove deeper and harder into Obi-Wan’s buttocks, his shaft gliding in and out, faster and faster. Soon the two men were grunting and pushing against each other, their breathing deep and harsh, their bodies moving together like a well-oiled machine. Then Xanatos cried out.

“Sith, Sith! Oh, merciless gods!” he roared. He grabbed Obi-Wan’s hips as he came, his hips bucking hard; once, twice, three times.

Obi-Wan groaned, his hips twisting sensually against the bed. “Force,” he sighed blissfully and Elyssa could see that he was jetting onto the sheets.

Both men shuddered against each other for long moments. Then, as he slowly pulled out of Obi-Wan, Xanatos moaned softly.

“Gods, but that felt good,” he said as he stroked Obi-Wan‘s trembling buttocks. “And such a tight sweet ass.” Xanatos leaned over and nipped Obi-Wan on the taut cheek of his buttocks. “Maybe I should keep you, little brother.”

Elyssa reached over and poked Xanatos on the arm. He looked over at her wide-eyed.

“You can’t have him.”

She turned and gently stroked Obi-Wan’s sweat-dampened hair.

“He’s mine,” she said softly. She leaned over and kissed him quickly on the mouth. Obi-Wan opened his beautiful eyes and smiled at her.

“You are mine, aren’t you, sweetness?” she asked as she stroked his lips.

“Always,” he whispered.

“Oh Sith,” Xanatos cried. “You two are going to make me throw up.”

He got up and went into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

“Not much of a romantic, is he?” Obi-Wan said.

Elyssa laughed. “No, not much.” She kissed him again. “Oh, Obi-Wan, you looked so beautiful with him. I kept wishing I were a man so that I could make love to you that way. You liked it, didn’t you.”

Obi-Wan sighed and turned on his back, avoiding the wet spot he had left on the bed. Elyssa slipped under his arm.

“It was different,” he said slowly. “You were right about Xanatos. He is wild. But with Qui-Gon, when I came, it was like the ocean, deep and comforting. And with you,” and he turned and kissed the tip of her nose, “it’s like a star-filled sky, and sweet and lovely. But, with Xanatos, it’s like lightning and thunder. Exciting, but I don‘t know if I‘d want to experience that every night.” He shrugged. “I guess I’m more the quiet, easy type.”

Elyssa grabbed his shaft and squeezed it. “Not so quiet, I think, and certainly not so easy.”

Obi-Wan smiled and drew her into his arms as she slowly stroked him. They kissed deeply until both heard the sharp clearing of a throat. Elyssa turned her head. Xanatos was standing by the bed frowning down at them.

“I suppose you two want me to leave you alone,” he said with a raised eyebrow.

“Certainly not, but you could help me change the sheets,” Elyssa said. “I’m afraid sweetness here made a bit of a mess.”

She glanced over to the wet spot where Obi-Wan had come against the bed.

“Sorry,” Obi-Wan said.

Elyssa stood and pulled Obi-Wan off the bed with her. “No problem, sweetness.”

She ran to the linen closet near the bathroom and pulled down some extra sheets and a fresh mattress pad. She turned, but before she could take a step towards the bed, Xanatos took them from her. Then she watched, wide-eyed, as both he and Obi-Wan quickly changed the sheets, the mattress pad and even turned the mattress. They both worked quickly and efficiently. She supposed it came from their training at the Temple. Elyssa had no idea what life was like at the Jedi Temple but she had always imagined it as being a cross between a monastery and a boot camp.

Obi-Wan then excused himself to go to the bathroom. Elyssa got back on the bed and Xanatos slid next to her.

“How did it feel?” she asked him.

“What? Making love to the brat?”

“Xanatos, please don’t---”

“I know, I know. Don’t call him that.” Then he shrugged. “I can see why you’re in love with him.”

Elyssa blew out an exasperated breath. “I’m not in love with Obi-Wan and he’s not in love with me.”

“Yeah, sure.” Xanatos released a deep breath and lay back, his arms behind his head.

“I can also see why Qui-Gon chose him,” he went on.

“I don’t think Qui-Gon chose Obi-Wan as his apprentice for that reason.”

Xanatos shook his head. “That’s not what I meant. There’s something about Obi-Wan,” he said in a contemplative voice. “Like there’s this light inside him.”

Elyssa rose on her elbow and looked down at Xanatos.

“You’ve noticed that too?” she asked, wonder in her voice.

Xanatos looked over at her and frowned.

“Yeah, maybe,” he said roughly. Then he closed his eyes. He remained silent for a long moment and Elyssa sensed he was unhappy about something. Then he opened his eyes and looked at her.

“He’s done that before,” he said quietly. “Hasn’t he?”

Elyssa looked sharply at him.

“How do you know that?”

“You just know.” His eyes bored into hers. “Who with?”

“Who with what?”

“Don’t be dense, Elyssa. What other man has Obi-Wan been with?”

“I wouldn’t know,” Elyssa lied.

Xanatos grabbed her arm and looked hard into her eyes.

“Yes, you do. It was Qui-Gon, wasn’t it?”

“Xanatos, please, I---”

Xanatos quickly released her arm. Elyssa was surprised to see pain in his eyes.

“It’s all right. You don’t have to answer. It doesn’t matter.” His mouth twisted in a bitter parody of a smile, his eyes hooded. “I’m not surprised, though. Obi-Wan is the favored son, after all.”

Before Elyssa could say anything to counter that, Obi-Wan came out of the bathroom. He was smiling and his eyes were warm as he looked over at her and Xanatos. For a moment, Elyssa was afraid Xanatos was going to say something mean to him. Instead he patted the bed.

“Come on, little brother, there’s more where that came from. We’re just getting started.”

Obi-Wan laughed and slid into bed next to them.

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Qui-Gon had just landed on Secundus. He had gotten passage on an ultralight starliner so he had actually only arrived a few hours after Obi-Wan. After having checked into a hotel, he had almost called Elyssa’s home to let him know he was on Secundus, but he felt somewhat mischievous and decided he would surprise her and Obi-Wan for he had no doubt that that was where Obi-Wan was.

He was currently negotiating with an airtaxi driver to take him out to Elyssa’s home. It was terribly late and he was tempted to wait until morning, but it hadn’t seen Obi-Wan in weeks and Elyssa in months and he was eager to be with them.

“Fifty credits above the regular fare?” Qui-Gon said in disbelief. Even the airtaxi drivers on Coruscant weren’t this greedy.

“Yep, that’s the going rate.” Then Qui-Gon say the driver’s eyes widen.

“Get out of here you flam-bitten scrag!” he yelled at someone behind Qui-Gon.

Qui-Gon turned around. A tiny Rotaixan was running towards them on its four spindly legs.

“Jedi, Jedi” it screeched.

“I’m warning you,” the driver growled. He reached down, picked up a rock and shook it at the little alien. “You’ve already cost me one fare tonight.”

Qui-Gon grabbed the man’s arm. The driver sputtered, then winced as Qui-Gon squeezed his wrist.

“Sorry, citizen, but I won’t let you harm him.”

“But, you don’t understand,” the driver moaned. “He’s stealing all my customers.”

“Customers or victims?” Qui-Gon asked softly as he released the man’s arm. The man glared at Qui-Gon but dropped the rock.

The Rotaxian had finally reached the pair. He pulled eagerly on the sleeve of Qui-Gon’s robe.

“Jedi, yes?”

Qui-Gon nodded. ‘Yes, I am.”

“Him cheat Jedi,” he said pointing to the driver. “Him---”

“Yeah, yeah, me bad,” the driver said mockingly. He gave the Rotaxian an obscene gesture. “Go ahead, go with him,” he said to Qui-Gon. “I’m going home.” The driver turned, climbed into his airtaxi and sped away.

Qui-Gon turned and looked down at the Rotaxian, his arms folded within the sleeves of his robe. The Rotaxian looked up at him with bright eyes.

“Me take. Me guess where you go. You go where other Jedi go, yes?”

“You mean Obi-Wan?”

The Rotaxian rolled his low-sloping shoulders in what Qui-Gon assumed was a shrug.

“Me no know name. But he Jedi too. Same clothes, same shiny Jedi blade, but not same hair. He hair short with long twisty hair on side. He go out.” The Rotaxian pointed beyond the city towards the horizon. “To home of human woman who scream a lot. Me take you too?”

Qui-Gon struggled to keep his lips from twisting into a smile. “Yes, you take me too.”

“Good, good, come, come.” The Rotaxian led Qui-Gon to a somewhat decrepit looking aircar.

“In, in, sit, sit.”

Qui-Gon got in and fastened his seatbelt.

“Please fasten seatbelt,” the Rotaxian said, then saw that Qui-Gon had already done so. The Rotaxian giggled. “Jedi very quick.” Then, his four arms moving rapidly across the instrument panel, he quickly took them aloft.

As they flew over the city and out towards the provinces, the Rotaxian kept up a constant babble.

“Jedi save family. Eternal debt to Jedi. Me take. No charge. No cheat like bad man. Me wonder, though, will more Jedi be coming? Jedi having convention at house of human woman who scream a lot?”

Qui-Gon laughed softly.

“No, there’ll be no more Jedi.” He and Obi-Wan would be enough, he thought, his body warming.

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Part Eight

Elyssa leaned over and licked both of Obi-Wan’s nipples. She sucked one of them into her mouth, nipping at it with her teeth. Obi-Wan’s hands flew to the back of her head, stroking her hair as he moaned. He had such a beautiful, muscular chest. Elyssa hadn’t realized how much she’d missed him. She continued to lick and nip at him, reveling in his soft moans and the way his fingers pulled insistently at her hair. She kissed her way down his stomach.

“Oh, my lovely Obi-Wan, you are so hard,” Elyssa whispered as she looked up at him. He smiled down at her. Then he moaned as she pressed her mouth against his shaft. Shivering, his hands gripped her hair even harder.

Elyssa and Obi-Wan were alone in the bed. Xanatos was still in the room but was sitting in a chair near them. The three had spent the last hour kissing and licking and sucking each other, but Xanatos had decided he wanted to watch for a bit. Elyssa glanced over at him as he sat, slouched in the chair, his dark blue eyes piercing the distance between them. They shared a smile, then Elyssa turned back to Obi-Wan.

She leaned forward and licked the swollen head of Obi-Wan’s shaft once, then lightly blew on it. Obi-Wan’s whole body shook. Elyssa smiled, then she ran her tongue smoothly all over the head, tasting his growing excitement. She moved her hands slowly around his hips and gripped his taut muscular rear. She pulled him against her as she opened her mouth and slowly moved her lips over his throbbing shaft. Then she tightened her lips, holding just the head of his shaft in her mouth, lashing at it with her tongue.

Obi-Wan groaned and roughly pushed his fingers through her hair, whimpering softly as her fingernails dug into the cheeks of his rear.

“Gods, yes,” he moaned as he tried to push his hips forward so that she could take more of him inside her mouth. Elyssa slowly moved her mouth down his shaft. It was heavy and thick and it throbbed between her lips as she took him in. Elyssa then pulled away.

Obi-Wan groaned and grabbed her head. He moved her mouth back onto him, his hands guiding her as he pumped into her mouth.

Elyssa moved her hands up and down Obi-Wan’s thighs as he drove his shaft deeper into her mouth. She could feel his balls bouncing against her chin as she continued to lick and suck him. Then she pulled her head back, letting Obi-Wan’s shaft slip from her mouth. She licked up his shaft, looking up into his face.

“Did you like that, my lovely one?” she whispered.

Obi-Wan nodded, his blue-gray eyes gazing warmly into hers. Then he reached down and pulled her up to him. He took her face between his hands and gently kissed her. Then he turned her over and laid her on her back. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked at it, his tongue flicking over the tip. Elyssa arched against him, her hands on the back of his head, pulling him tighter against her.

“Oh, yes, baby, yes, that’s it,” she whispered.

As Obi-Wan sucked on one breast and fondled the other, Elyssa looked over at Xanatos. He was now stroking his large shaft, looking directly at her. His face showed the passion she was feeling as Obi-Wan licked and sucked and stroked her. She closed her eyes as Obi-Wan’s tongue ran under her breasts, licking the undersides, his fingers gently pinching her nipples.

Elyssa moaned and her back sharply arched. Obi-Wan then cupped both her breasts between his hands, pushing them together, his thumbs rolling over the swollen nipples.

As Obi-Wan massaged her breasts, Elyssa brought her legs up, running them up his sides, along his arms and over his shoulders. She rubbed them against the side of his head, then locked her ankles behind his head.

Then, in one quick movement Elyssa jerked her legs forward and pulled Obi-Wan on top of her. He let go of her breasts as he fell onto her. He then pulled his arms away from the grip of her legs and slipped them under her back.

Elyssa tightened her legs, arched her back and pushed Obi-Wan’s head down until it was pressed against her mound. His hot breath flowed over her as she held him there.

“Lick me,” she ordered him, a hint of laughter in her voice as she tried to duplicate Xanatos’ iron silk voice.

She heard Xanatos chuckle from his seat. As Elyssa felt Obi-Wan shifting around to get into position to make love to her with his mouth, Elyssa looked over at Xanatos. He was watching Obi-Wan intently.

Obi-Wan spread Elyssa’s lower lips apart with his strong fingers, exposing her clit. He then leaned down and wrapped his tongue around it. Elyssa shuddered.

“Gods, yes, baby, right there....oh yes, more, baby, more.”

Elyssa closed her eyes as she rocked against Obi-Wan’s face.

“Obi-Wan,” Elyssa whispered, panting. “Use your fingers, baby.”

Obi-Wan drove two fingers inside her, pulling and stroking on her clit with his lips and tongue. He worked his fingers in and out of her, rotating them as he moved them into her. Elyssa’s body shook for she was on the verge of coming. Sensing this, Obi-Wan sucked her clit into his mouth and held it there. Elyssa squealed, then quickly came, her hips jerking against Obi-Wan’s fingers and mouth.

She turned her head and looked over at Xanatos. She smiled at him, her eyes inviting. He slowly smiled back, his dark blue eyes hooded in the shadows of the room. He then stood and walked over to the bed. Obi-Wan raised his head and watched as Xanatos approached. Then he looked up at Elyssa. She lowered her hand and slowly stroked his face.

“Let him,” she said softly.

Obi-Wan looked at her for a moment, then nodded. He raised himself from her. Elyssa then took his hand.

“Come, kneel by my head.”

Obi-Wan moved up to Elyssa’s head. He straddled her face while Xanatos got onto the bed.

Elyssa gave Obi-Wan a soft look, then slightly tilted her head back and took him into her mouth again. She slowly licked him. Obi-Wan groaned.

Meanwhile, Xanatos had slipped his dark head between Elyssa’s thighs. Her clit had receded under its protective hood during her orgasm, but now it was erect again. He touched it with his tongue. Elyssa wriggled beneath him. Xanatos turned his head slightly and slipped her lips between his own. He moved his hands under her rear and held her tight against his mouth. Then he moved his tongue up and down. Elyssa quivered as Xanatos then stiffened his tongue and pushed it into her.

Elyssa moaned as she continued to suckle Obi-Wan’s shaft. Then she lowered her head and started licking his balls. She took one into her mouth. Obi-Wan sighed deeply, the sigh slipping into a heated moan. Xanatos looked up and smiled at Elyssa. He watched as Elyssa took Obi-Wan’s cock back into her mouth. Xanatos then lowered his head, taking her clit in his mouth and sucking lightly on it. Elyssa jerked against him.

The room was soon filled with gasping sounds, heavy breathing and sucking noises. After a bit, Obi-Wan moved away from Elyssa’s mouth. She looked up at him. His beautiful eyes were gazing deeply into hers even as Xanatos continued to work away at her mound. She reached up and stroked his lips. Then she moved quickly away from Xanatos. He lifted his head, his eyes flaming. He watched as Elyssa grabbed Obi-Wan’s arm and pulled him onto the bed.

Elyssa quickly straddled Obi-Wan. She pressed herself onto him, her mound rubbing over his shaft. Then she leaned forward and pushed back, slipping Obi-Wan’s shaft into her. They both let out a deep moan as they became one. Obi-Wan raised his hips as Elyssa sat back, pressing her body against his, impaling herself on his shaft. Her fingernails scratched up and down his stomach as she rocked back and forth, grinding against him. Obi-Wan massaged her breasts, his hips thrusting up into her.

“Yes, baby,” Elyssa moaned. “Harder, harder. Fuck me harder.”

Out of the corner of her eye Elyssa could see Xanatos. He was now lying on his side on the bed, a small smile on his face, his hand slowly stroking his huge shaft. She had taken a chance with him, pushing him away like that but she didn’t want him to think he had the upper hand here.

Elyssa leaned over Obi-Wan, pressing her breasts tight against his chest as he continued to move inside her. She could feel his heart beating hard in his chest. His fingers moved urgently through her hair, stroking and pulling at the damp strands. Their bodies were stuck together with sweat, their skin on fire.

Then Elyssa felt Obi-Wan thrust his hips hard against her. Xanatos, meanwhile, had moved behind her. He was curled over her back, his arms locked about hers as he held her tight against Obi-Wan. He bit the back of her neck. Elyssa whimpered. Then Xanatos slowly licked where he had bitten, soothing her.

“Force,” Obi-Wan grunted as he thrust two final times before coming hard inside her. Elyssa’s inner muscles contracted around his shaft, milking it until he was finally still beneath her, his breath hard and fast.

Elyssa pushed herself off Obi-Wan. She smiled and stroked his sweating chest as she gazed down at him. Then, with a low growl, Xanatos grabbed her about the waist and pulled her away from Obi-Wan.

He looked down at Obi-Wan who was still gasping on the bed, totally spent.

“I’ll bring her back, little brother,” he said with a sly grin. Then, as he carried Elyssa out of the bedroom, he whispered in her ear.

“Let’s get some fresh air.”

He carried outside to her garden. The night air was cool against their sweating bodies. He leaned her against the chilly stones of the house, rubbing his shaft against her. Elyssa whimpered.

“Tease me, will you?” he said softly. “Pull away and make love to the brat? I don’t think so.”

Elyssa slipped her arms about his neck. She smiled up at him.

“You think you‘re so much, Xanatos,” she said, her eyes boring into his.

Xanatos stared down at her, his dark blue eyes unreadable in the darkness. Then, without a word, he grabbed her hips, entered her and started hammering into her.

Elyssa’s head slammed against the stones as Xanatos thrust hard and fast into her. He groaned hoarsely as he moved his hands up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing hard against the nipples, his hands squeezing her breasts so hard it was almost painful.

“Oh, gods, yes, yes,” Elyssa cried. She almost hated herself for loving this, but she did. She loved it when he was hard and masterful and raging. Was there something wrong with her, she thought, her body burning as she caressed the strong tendons in his back, that she enjoyed this so?

Elyssa then moved one of her hands down between Xanatos’ legs and grabbed his balls. Xanatos grunted and ploughed harder into her. She massaged them in her hand. He thrust even harder, his breath rasping as he pinched her nipples. She squeezed his balls, then loosened her grip.

Xanatos groaned louder and Elyssa could feel that he was close to coming. He slowed his pace. Elyssa knew he wanted her to come first, but she was determined not to. She moved her hips quick and hard against him, tightening her hand around his balls. Xanatos grunted, then Elyssa felt his whole body shake as his shaft exploded inside her, filing her up.

She clenched him tight, still rocking against him as she moved her hand from his balls. Then she felt Xanatos slip his hand between their bodies. His hot fingers found her clit. She tried to wriggle away from him, but he held her tight. He rubbed his hand back and forth over her, his shaft still firm inside her.

“No, no,” Elyssa whimpered as she struggled to get away from him.

Xanatos moved his mouth to her ear.

“No, dove, you won‘t beat me at this,” he whispered, his fingers rapidly stroking her.

Then Elyssa shuddered violently as she followed him into orgasm. Xanatos laughed softly. He held her tight as she moaned deeply and shook hard in his arms. Elyssa felt her legs give out as another orgasm raced through her. Damn him, she thought, damn him. Once she had quieted, Xanatos lifted her in his arms and carried her back into the bedroom.

“Here she is, little brother, just as I promised. Safe and...” Xanatos’ voice died away. Obi-Wan was curled up on the bed, sound asleep.

“Oh,” Elyssa said softly. “He looks so sweet.”

Xanatos snorted scornfully and laid Elyssa on the bed.

“Great” he muttered. “You lay there and watch the brat sleep. I’m going to get something to eat.”

He turned and left the bedroom.

Elyssa scooted over until she was just touching Obi-Wan. But he did look sweet, she thought. He was lying on his stomach, his arms locked under a pillow which was pressed tight against his face. His mouth was slightly open, his lashes thick and soft against his cheeks, his padawan braid bunched about his ear.

Elyssa reached over and gently touched the braid. Obi-Wan stirred slightly but didn’t awaken. She watched with a softening heart the steady and rise fall of his broad back. As she leaned closer, she noted his eyes were moving quickly under the lids. She smiled. She wondered what he was dreaming about. Suddenly, his breath quickened and his buttocks tensed as he pushed them forward and slowly rubbed himself against the sheets.

Elyssa smiled. She reached towards him and touched him, her fingers slipping across his skin. Then she gently laid her palm on his shoulders, slowly caressing him, reveling in the warm smoothness of his skin, the soft play of his muscles beneath her hand. Leaning down, she kissed the small of his back. Obi-Wan’s muscles twitched slightly at her touch. She pressed her mouth more firmly against him. He sighed deeply.

Elyssa slowly slid her fingers down his thighs, caressing the curve of the taut muscles under the skin. Then she slid her hand back up and gently traced the crease that separated his rear from his thigh. Obi-Wan stirred slightly, but did not awaken. Elyssa smiled as she continued to stroke his rear. It was so beautiful, firm and round and muscular. She leaned over and flicked her tongue wetly across his back, then down to the cleft between his rear’s cheeks.

Obi-Wan’s hips moved forward as Elyssa explored him. She laid her cheek along his rear as she skimmed one finger up and down the long cleft, gently teasing him. Then she softly kissed each firm cheek, her lips slipping over the warm taut skin. Pushing her hand down further, Elyssa stroked with the tip of her index finger that sweet place between his anus and testicles.

Obi-Wan sighed deeply, then she felt him push his body down towards her finger. She massaged him a bit longer, then reached down and cupped the warm sac of his balls in her hands. She rolled them along her palm, then slipped her hand even further down. She smiled. Obi-Wan’s shaft was hard and erect as it lay pressed between his groin and the bed.

Elyssa gently eased her hand under it, grasping its long length. His testicles rubbed softly against her wrist as she moved her hand further under him.

“Yes, yes,” Elyssa heard Obi-Wan whisper, his voice still rough with sleep.

He lifted his hips slightly, giving her hand more room to move under him. She traced the large vein on the underside of his shaft, slowly moving her fingers to the head while she anointed kisses on his rear, the muscles bunching under her lips. She circled her fingers around his shaft and steadily began pumping it and, as she did, Obi-Wan’s sighs and soft moans drifted down to her.

Elyssa leaned down and moved her mouth across his pulsing rear, her tongue urgently exploring him. She licked and sucked on him as her hand worked away at his shaft. She stroked him long, hard and slow as she moved her mouth closer to the cleft between his cheeks. Then, using the tip of her tongue, she followed it downward.

Obi-Wan lifted his rear, his knees spread under him, his face still buried in the pillow. Using the flat of her tongue, Elyssa lapped wetly at his balls. Obi-Wan shuddered. She sucked one at a time, while her fingers teased the head of his shaft. Then she lifted her head to the sweet spot she had stroked earlier. Obi-Wan hissed and his rear trembled against her face. Elyssa slid her tongue to the wrinkled star of his rear‘s opening. It softened as she gently teased it with the tip of her tongue. Then she wriggled her tongue deeper into it. Obi-Wan groaned and she could feel his body tensing. Then he slowly rocked back and forth against her mouth.

Elyssa pulled her tongue away. Then she slipped her finger into the opening as she teased and toyed with it. Obi-Wan gave a muffled cry. Elyssa gently pushed at the side of his hip, indicating that he should turn over. When he did so, Elyssa looked up and saw that his face was flushed, his eyes bright.

“Hold your legs up, baby, and spread them wide,” she instructed him.

Obi-Wan did so. Elyssa knelt between his legs. She moved her fingers over the length of his shaft, then leaned down and licked it slowly. Cupping his rear with her hands, she drew his shaft into her mouth with her tongue. Slowly she sucked along the long length of it, firmly mouthing its head. Obi-Wan rocked himself into her mouth. Elyssa then circled her tongue around the crown, eagerly lapping at the pre-come that was seeping from it.

Then, she slowly slipped one of her fingers between the cleft of his rear and sought its wrinkled opening. The hard muscles in Obi-Wan’s rear convulsed about her finger, drawing it deeper inside him.

“Oh, gods, Elyssa, I’m close. So close. Don’t stop, don‘t stop,” Obi-Wan murmured.

Elyssa sucked and licked and probed at him with her tongue and finger. Obi-Wan moved both his hands over her head and ran his fingers roughly through her hair. Elyssa then slipped another finger in next to the one that was already beating inside him. Obi-Wan groaned, his hands pressing against her head. Elyssa twisted her face as she sucked his shaft deeper, her hand gripping the base tightly as it pulsed hotly in her hand.

“Gods, yes, yes!” Obi-Wan cried. “Suck me, suck me! Force, I can’t take much more! Suck me harder!”

And as he went on, urging her to pleasure him even more, his voice slipped into a heated litany of pleadings and entreaties. Elyssa’s body grew hot as she felt his shaft swelling in her mouth, his testicles tightening and rising against his groin. She kept his shaft firm in her mouth, sucking, licking, then sucking some more, her tongue lolling around the swollen head while her fingers drove deeper and faster into his rear, the muscles of which were clenched like steel about her hand. She felt his body tense, then he bucked wildly beneath her.

“Force!” Obi-wan shouted. “Force!”

He jetted hotly into her mouth and, grunting lustfully, pushed his hips up. Then, after a series of violent spasms that nearly pushed her off his body, Obi-Wan slowly subsided.

Elyssa gently moved her fingers out of him, but she was reluctant to release his shaft. She softly kissed the sensitive crown, her lips barely touching it. Then she sat back on her knees, her gaze roving over his glistening body. Slowly, she began to massage him, her hands stroking him along his thighs, slipping over his dewy chest, alongside his groin, then up and over his hard abdomen. She followed her hands until her head was resting on his chest. She laid the side of her face against him and listened for long moments to his lungs as they labored to draw in more air and to his heart as it beat wildly under her ear.

Sighing deeply, Obi-Wan lifted his arms and enclosed her within them. Elyssa kissed his sweat drenched chest, her tongue lapping at the salty droplets that trickled along the lines of his muscles.

Suddenly Elyssa heard a loud, slow clap. She turned around her. Xanatos was standing in the doorway of the bedroom. He continued to clap, a thin smile on his handsome face.

“Impressive. Most impressive,” he said as he walked over. “You two make a lovely couple. Promise me you’ll invite me to the wedding.”

Elyssa sat up and brushed her hair from her face. She frowned at him.

“What are you babbling about, Xanatos?”

“Oh, nothing. Nothing at all.”

“I thought you went to get something to eat.”

“I did. But you two were making so much noise, I had to come and see what all the ruckus was about.”

He slid onto the bed and caressed Elyssa’s leg.

“Now you’ve got me all hot and bothered,” he said. Then he smiled slowly. “Hey, I’ve got an idea.”

“What?”

“Remember that night when I tried to do to you what I did to Obi-Wan earlier.”

Elyssa’s eyes widened.

“Yes, I remember,” she said slowly. She felt Obi-Wan stir behind her.

Xanatos looked around her. “Don’t get yourself all in a lather, little brother. I tried, but I didn’t do it.”

Elyssa turned around. Obi-Wan was frowning slightly at Xanatos. She leaned over and squeezed his hand, then she turned back to Xanatos.

“What about that night?”

“Well, I think we should try it again.” He raised his hand as Elyssa began to protest. “Wait, wait, before you say no, listen to me. I won’t do it. I’ll let him do it.” And he looked over at Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan’s eyes narrowed. “What are you up to, Xanatos?”

Xanatos held up his hands in a show of innocence. “Nothing, I swear. Only that we’ve done just about everything that three people can do except that.” He turned to Elyssa. “I promise, dove, it won’t hurt. You saw what I did for Obi-Wan.”

Elyssa nodded. “Yes, I saw. You used the Force to make it easier for him.” She turned to Obi-Wan. “And it really didn’t hurt?”

“No, it didn’t hurt. Wait. Did Xanatos hurt you when he tried---”

“No, wasn’t me,” Xanatos said quickly. “T’was some other brute. I offered to kill him for her, but Elyssa has these fine sensibilities.”

Xanatos turned back to Elyssa.

“So what do you say, dove?”

Elyssa looked over at Obi-Wan. “Do you want to do it, Obi-Wan?”

Obi-Wan took her hand. He lifted it and kissed it. Xanatos groaned and rolled his eyes. Obi-Wan glared at him, then turned back to Elyssa.

“I want to do it only if you want it.”

Xanatos groaned again. “Oh, for Sith’s sake, at this rate we’ll be here all night just discussing it. You’ll do it if she’ll do it, but she’ll only do if you want it, but you’ll only do it if she wants it. I say we come to a general consensus that you both want it. All right?”

Xanatos then reached over and grabbed Elyssa.

“Lay on me, dove,” he said as he pulled her over him. “And you, little brother, move behind her.”

Obi-Wan moved around on the bed until he was behind Elyssa.

“Good,” Xanatos said. “Now, listen carefully, dove. Obi-Wan is going to start out with just his fingers. Meanwhile, I’ll help you relax. All right?”

Elyssa swallowed and nodded, but she couldn’t help thinking about the pain she’d experienced that time with Miquon.

Xanatos must have seen it in her eyes, for he lifted his hand and stroked her cheek.

“Don’t worry,” he whispered. “I promise. It won’t hurt. And if it does, we’ll stop.”

He turned and looked over at Obi-Wan.

“Give her a kiss, little brother. Let her know you love her.”

Elyssa frowned at Xanatos. She wished he’d stopped teasing Obi-Wan about being in love with her. She knew that he wasn’t and it was probably terribly embarrassing for him to have Xanatos keep making reference to it.

She felt Obi-Wan move to her side. He touched her cheek and she turned to look at him. His blue-gray eyes were pools of tenderness.

“I love you, Elyssa,” he said softly.

Elyssa’s heart thudded in her chest at his words. She opened her mouth, her lips fluttering, then she turned and looked at Xanatos who was watching them both, his eyes knowing, a smile playing across his lips. She turned back to Obi-Wan.

“Obi-Wan, I...I don’t know what to say. I----”

Xanatos suddenly grabbed Elyssa’s hips and lifted her rear into the air.

“You two can play love birds later. Let’s fuck.”

Obi-Wan gazed at her, smiled, then shook his head at Xanatos’ brusqueness. He kissed her quickly on the cheek, then moved back behind her.

Elyssa felt him move his thumb slowly down the cleft until it rested on her rear’s opening. Goose bumps bubbled over her body. She laid her head down and rested her cheek on Xanato’s warm belly. She tensed a bit when she felt Obi-Wan ease his thumb inside her. Xanatos rubbed her back.

“Relax, dove,” he said soothingly.

Elyssa nodded and took a deep breath.

“Are you all right, Elyssa,” she heard Obi-Wan ask from behind her.

“Yes, sweetness. Go on.”

Obi-Wan replaced his thumb with his middle finger, easing it in inside. Elyssa gasped, then sighed.

Slowly Obi-Wan worked away at her rear’s opening, gently, but insistently relaxing her. Xanatos continued to massage her back, whispering soothing words to her. She held tight to his sides, rubbing her face against the warm smoothness of his taut stomach. Soon Obi-Wan had two fingers inside her.

“Oh, yes,” she sighed. “Yes, that feels nice.”

Then Elyssa felt Obi-Wan remove his fingers. She felt his hands on her cheeks, spreading them wide. There was a sudden feeling of warmth and pressure against her. Xanatos rubbed her back harder. Obi-Wan applied more pressure as he slowly slipped the head of his shaft between her rear. She felt him wait, giving her time to adjust to him.

“Are you ready for this, Elyssa?” he whispered.

“Yes, I’m ready,” she replied.

“Xanatos, make sure you help her,” Obi-Wan said.

“Don’t worry, little brother, I’d rather be digested slowly for over a thousand years in the belly of a Sarlac then see hurt come to my little dove.”

Xanatos slowly moved his hands over Elyssa’s hips. Soon she began to feel a warm, lush, tingly feeling spreading through her pelvis and along her rear. It felt as if her muscles were slowly unloosening, relaxing into a state of elasticity. She let out a deep, satisfying sigh. It felt better than any massage she’d ever had.

As Obi-Wan moved his shaft deeper between the cheeks of her rear, Elyssa felt nothing but a growing sensation of fullness. She was conscious of the length and breadth and contour of him inside her, but there was no pain. It felt no different then when a nice big cock was slipping into her mound.

“Oh, Obi-Wan, it feels nice,” she sighed.

“That’s it, dove,” Xanatos said softly as he moved his hands over her hips. “That’s it.”

Obi-Wan groaned throatily from behind her as he felt her muscles loosening. He eased forward, burying his entire length inside her. Elyssa sighed. Xanatos rubbed her harder, his hands kneading her hips, the warm feeling spreading now throughout her entire body.

Obi-Wan rested his hands on her hips and, slowly at first, moved his shaft between the cheeks of her rear. Then he began to thrust; long, slow, glorious strokes. He soon built up a steady constant rhythm. Moaning softly, Elyssa slowly eased herself back onto his shaft.

“Oh, Force, Elyssa,” Obi-Wan groaned.

“How does that feel, dove?” Xanatos asked from under her, his dark blue eyes boring into hers, his hands steadily rubbing her hips, opening her, relaxing her.

“Feels good,” she said, her throat working.

“Now, hold on to yourself. It’s my turn now.”

Xanatos flexed his pelvis upward, his shaft prodding against her stomach until it was stroking against her mound. Then he slowly sank himself between the soft folds of her mound until his whole shaft was inside her. Elyssa threw her head back and moaned deep in her chest.

Now both men were completely inside her and the sensations Elyssa were experiencing were those which one man alone could not have provided. She gasped and panted. Then, when both men began to move inside her at the same speed and cadence, Elyssa shuddered with delight. She sensed that she couldn’t go very long without coming for every push from Obi-Wan into her rear ground her tender clit against Xanatos’ thrusting pelvis.

She cried out, her breath harsh and deep, for it was almost more than she could stand. She felt every curve and bend of their individual cocks. Soon, Elyssa lost her sense of self. Her breathing became harsh and rough and she threw her head back as she moaned in a steady, pulsing rhythm. Sweat poured down her back, between her breasts, along her face.

A crescendo of an orgasm was building inside Elyssa, rising higher and higher with each trust of the two men inside her; one dark, the other fair. One light, the other shadow, but both beautiful in their own way and Elyssa was caught between them, a candle flame dancing between the darkness and the light.

She cried out, but her words were guttural, rasping, harsh and she could only make inarticulate sounds of lust and desire. She was close and so were they, she sensed, for both were groaning and grunting, her body shaking from the force of their thrusts.

Then, suddenly, with a strangled moan, Obi-Wan snugged his hips hard against Elyssa, driving his shaft deep into her rear.

“Elyssa, oh, Elyssa!” he cried as he came.

Two more powerful thrusts and Obi-Wan’s seed was spurting deep into her. He groaned blissfully, his hands clutching her hips, his pelvis grinding against her.

Then Elyssa felt Xanatos gripping the back of her thighs as he pinioned her pelvis to his groin and, as he came, he thrust upward so hard that he nearly lifted both her and Obi-Wan off the bed. His whole body shook as he poured himself into her.

“Merciless damned gods!” he shouted.

Then Elyssa, her lips pulled back in a silent scream as both men climaxed within her, exploded. Her body shuddered with pleasure, every nerve firing, her lungs gasping for air as she writhed in ecstasy against them both.

“Oh gods, oh gods!” Elyssa screamed, her body twisting about the two men’s throbbing shafts.

Suddenly, above their mingled cries, a loud voice was heard.

“What in the name of the Seven Venerable Masters is going on here?”

Elyssa, who had closed her eyes in the throes of her ecstasy, quickly opened them. She felt Obi-Wan pull swiftly away from her. She fell onto Xanatos who was staring wide-eyed at the entrance to the bedroom. She looked over and her heart thudded in her chest.

Qui-Gon stood in the doorway, his arms folded across his broad chest, his blue eyes blazing.

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Part Nine

As Qui-Gon stood in the doorway, his eyes taking in everything, Elyssa felt the bottom of her stomach drop. What was he doing here? Obi-Wan had said he was on a mission. She glanced over at Obi-Wan. He was standing, almost at attention as he gazed back at Qui-Gon, his eyes wide. Xanatos, meanwhile, had slowly sat up on the bed, his eyes flat and unreadable as he looked over at his former master. The four stood, almost frozen, then Elyssa grabbed a sheet from the bed and wrapped it around her body.

She moved off the bed and walked over to Qui-Gon, her heart beating so hard she was afraid it was going to burst out of her chest. Qui-Gon watched her as she approached him, his expression a mask of stone.

“Qui-Gon,” Elyssa began, dismayed to discover her voice was trembling. She took a deep breath. “What a surprise. You should have called ahead so that I could have prepared you a meal or something.”

Elyssa was pleased to see a flash of contrition in his eyes at her words. At least he was aware that if he had walked in on something that had displeased him, part of it was his own fault.

Qui-Gon cleared his throat.

“I apologize for not having informed you of my arrival,” he said quietly. Then he looked over at Xanatos and Obi-Wan. “I had wanted to surprise you and Obi-Wan.”

Elyssa heard Obi-Wan moving behind her. She turned and saw that he was hurriedly putting on his clothes.

“It’s good to see you, uh, Master,” he said as he walked over. “Your mission went well?”

Elyssa could see that Obi-Wan was terribly nervous. He was having trouble fastening his utility belt around his waist. She didn’t even know why he was putting it on, but he was obviously so flustered at Qui-Gon’s unexpected appearance, he didn’t know what he was doing.

“The mission went well, Obi-Wan.”

“That’s, uh, good to hear, Master.” Obi-Wan looked quickly at Elyssa. “Uh, Elyssa and I, we were uh, well---”

“I saw very well what you and Elyssa were doing,” Qui-Gon said in a clipped voice. Elyssa saw his eyes shift over to Xanatos. Elyssa turned around. Xanatos was still sitting on the bed. Then he slowly rose and stood by the bed. He stared at Qui-Gon for a long moment, then he made a short, curt bow.

Qui-Gon said nothing, only stared coldly back at Xanatos. Elyssa saw Xanatos’ expression grow hard and resentful. He looked at Elyssa and she saw the hidden pain in his dark blue eyes. He then walked over and put on his clothes, his back to them. He turned, his handsome face set in a vicious expression. Then, without a word he walked out of the bedroom.

Elyssa made to go after him, but Qui-Gon grabbed her arm.

“Let him go, Elyssa.”

Elyssa twisted her arm free. She glared up at Qui-Gon.

“How could you be so cruel,” she cried. Then she turned, the sheet still wrapped around her, and ran after Xanatos.

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Qui-Gon watched Elyssa go after Xanatos, a frown on his face. Then he turned back to Obi-Wan.

“Obi-Wan, what’s going on? What is Xanatos doing here? And what were you and he doing to Elyssa?”

Obi-Wan swallowed. “Well, you see, Master, I decided to visit Elyssa and, uh, unfortunately I did the same thing you did. I didn’t call ahead. When I arrived Xanatos was already here.”

Qui-Gon mulled over that. “I noticed something when I came in,” he said. “The drapes in the common room were burnt. Did the two of you battle?”

Obi-Wan tilted his head. “Well, sort of, Master, but it was more of a misunderstanding than anything else.” Obi-Wan then quickly explained how he had thought Xanatos was attacking Elyssa when in fact they were playfully wrestling.

“I see. Elyssa cares for him very much, doesn’t she?”

Obi-Wan nodded. “Yes, Master. At first I didn’t understand it either. I tried to tell her what kind of person Xanatos was, but she wouldn’t listen.”

One of Qui-Gon’s eyebrows quirked up. “Hmmm, well, from what I saw when I walked in...” and his eyes shifted over towards the rumpled bed, “....your assessment of him appears to have changed.”

Obi-Wan’s face flushed. “Uh, yes, Master, well, about that, you see, Elyssa and Xanatos, they uh, they’ve been intimate and they asked me to join in and well...” Obi-Wan shrugged helplessly. “Things just went on from there.”

Qui-Gon leaned closer to Obi-Wan.

“Have you and Xanatos been....intimate?” he asked in a low voice.

Obi-Wan’s eyes widened and he licked his lips. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily.

“Yes, Master,” he finally said. “We have.”

Qui-Gon nodded slowly but said nothing. He just looked at Obi-Wan, his blue gaze piercing.

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Elyssa caught up with Xanatos outside the house just as he was getting into his aircar.

“Xanatos, wait.”

Xanatos stopped but didn’t turn around. Elyssa grabbed his arm and turned him towards her.

“Where are you going?”

He looked down at her, his features tight, his eyes filled with a cold fury.

“I’m going home,” he said curtly.

“But he’s here, Xanatos. Isn’t that what you wanted? To try to make amends?”

Xanatos shook his head at her. “Are you blind, Elyssa? Didn’t you see the way he looked at me?”

“Yes, and I also saw the way you looked at him.”

Xanatos moved his arm from her hand.

“It’s no use, Elyssa. There’s no going back. I was a fool to think...”

Elyssa took his arm again and squeezed it. “To think you could forgive him and that he could forgive you.”

Xanatos closed his eyes, his throat working.

“The last time I saw him was eleven years ago and I tried to kill him. And yet, even then, I wanted him to say that he forgave me.”

He opened his eyes and Elyssa could see they were brimming with unshed tears.

“But he never will. And neither will I.” He looked down at Elyssa and smiled sadly. He then took her by the shoulders and squeezed her.

“Look at you, dove, out here in the night air, dressed only in sheet, shivering and cold. Go back inside. Now that he’s here you can have your customary little threesome.”

“No, I don’t want you to go.”

Xanatos laughed softly. “A couple of hours ago you wanted me to leave. As a matter of fact you most emphatically demanded that I do so.”

Elyssa smiled softly. “That was then, this is now.” Then her expression grew serious. “Please, Xanatos, don’t leave. This is your chance, don’t you see.” She squeezed his hand. “Stay, please, just a little longer. I’ll talk to him. I know he wants what you want. I know it.”

Xanatos reached up and stroked her cheek. “How can I resist such a beautiful woman. All right, but I won’t be humiliated. If you’re wrong and he doesn’t want to talk, I’m leaving and nothing you can say will stop me.”

“Fair enough.” Elyssa reached up and kissed him on the cheek. “Now, promise you won’t leave,” she said as she turned and ran back into the house.

She went back into her bedroom. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were standing and looking at each other. Neither was saying a word. Elyssa stopped and stared at the two for a moment. Both turned and looked over at her. Elyssa could see that Obi-Wan was embarrassed about something. His face was flushed and his eyes were unusually bright. Qui-Gon was frowning. She was tempted to ask the two what was going on, but she was afraid that if she didn’t hurry Xanatos would ignore her pleas to stay and leave.

“Obi-Wan, would you mind if I talked to your master alone for a moment?”

Obi-Wan glanced quickly between her and Qui-Gon.

“No, of course not.”

He bowed to Qui-Gon and left the bedroom. Elyssa turned and closed the door behind him. Then she walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out a morning robe. She replaced the sheet with the robe then turned back to Qui-Gon as she tied it around her. He was looking at her, his blue eyes hooded.

“Elyssa, what are you doing with Xanatos?”

Elyssa lifted her head. “You saw perfectly well what I was doing with him, Qui-Gon, so that’s not what you really want to know. What you want to know is why am I with him.”

Qui-Gon inclined his head but said nothing.

“I like him,” she said simply. “I like him as a person, I like having sex with him, I like him as a friend.”

“You know nothing about him.”

“No, that’s where you’re wrong, Qui-Gon. I know everything about him. It’s you who know nothing about him. Oh, you know everything about him up until eleven years ago, but you know nothing about him now.”

“He hasn’t changed, Elyssa.”

Elyssa nodded, a small smile on her face. “You’re right, Qui-Gon. He hasn’t changed. He still loves you.”

Qui-Gon’s brows rose and his eyes widened.

Elyssa moved quickly to him and took his hands.

“Oh, Qui-Gon, don’t you see. Despite all the terrible things that have happened since that day you and he went to Telos, he’s still the young boy whom you loved and who loved you. That hasn’t changed. It’s just that both of you are so terribly stubborn that you can’t, or won’t, look beyond your pain and your pride. You both walk around, your hearts clenched against the other, carrying the burden of your individual loss like chains around your soul.” Elyssa twisted her voice. “‘I’ll never forgive him, he’ll never forgive me’ and so and so forth.” She vigorously shook her head. “It’s foolish, bullheaded and so terribly wasteful and unnecessary.” She reached up and stroked his beard. “Remember that night on Ixonia when you walked out on Obi-Wan after you had made love to him and I told you to go back to him?”

Qui-Gon slowly nodded.

“Go to Xanatos, Qui-Gon. End all this...” and Elyssa closed her eyes briefly as she felt tears burning in her eyes, “...all this pain. Oh, Qui-Gon, he loves you so. And he wants to come home. I know he does.”

Qui-Gon reached up and slowly stroked the tear that was running down her cheek.

“It means that much to you,” he said softly.

“Yes,” she whispered. “It does.”

Qui-Gon leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. Then he pulled away.

“Where is he?”

“He’s outside.”

Qui-Gon stroked her cheek again, then turned and strode from the room. Elyssa watched him go, her hands clasped tightly together, praying that she was right about Xanatos.

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Obi-Wan walked out of the kitchen and into the night. He saw Xanatos leaning against his aircar, his arms crossed, his head pulled back as he looked up at the sky. Obi-Wan looked up also but saw nothing out of the ordinary except a star filled sky. He looked back down and walked slowly over to Xanatos.

“Hey, Xan,” he said.

Xanatos looked down and over at Obi-Wan. A small smile quirked the side of his mouth.

“I haven’t been called Xan since I was at the Temple,” he said.

“I’m sorry,” Obi-Wan said. “I didn’t mean---”

“No, no, it’s okay, I like it. Brings back memories.” Xanatos took a deep, shuddering breath. “What am I doing here, Obi-Wan? This is useless, stupid. If it wasn’t for the fact that that woman looks up at me with those big, brown eyes...”

“You’d be long gone,” Obi-Wan finished with a grin.

Xanatos laughed softly. “Yeah, little brother, long gone.” He shook his head, then his expression grew somber. “He’s a lot grayer.”

“Yes, but he’s still very strong.”

“He was always that.”

Obi-Wan crossed his arms and scuffed the toe of his boot across the ground. “Xanatos--”

“Hey, do me a favor?”

“What?”

“Call me Xan.”

Obi-Wan smiled. “Okay, Xan.” Then he lowered his head and stared at the ground. “Look, uh, I just want to say that no matter what happens, I, uh, well, I hope you continue to think of me as your little brother.”

As Xanatos remained silent, Obi-Wan lifted his head slowly. The older man was staring at him, his eyes hidden in the shadows. Then he reached over and grasped Obi-Wan’s shoulder.

“Thanks, little brother, I will.”

“Obi-Wan,” a voice called out of the darkness.

Obi-Wan turned around quickly. Qui-Gon stood in the doorway, his tall frame a silhouette in the night

“Yes, Master?”

“Would you mind leaving us alone? I need to talk to Xanatos.”

Obi-Wan looked quickly back at Xanatos. Xanatos shrugged slightly. Obi-Wan turned back to Qui-Gon.

“Of course, Master.”

Obi-Wan gave Xanatos a quick smile, then moved past Qui-Gon into the house.

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Elyssa was sitting on the couch in the common room, her legs wrapped under her. She looked up as Obi-Wan entered. He hurried over and sat next to her.

“Are they talking?” she asked.

“I think so.” Then Obi-Wan glanced worriedly back. “Do you think it’s wise to leave them alone? What if---?”

Elyssa took Obi-Wan’s hand. “It’ll be all right.”

“Are you sure?”

Elyssa sighed. “No, but it has to be this way, Obi-Wan. This has to end. You can see that.”

Obi-Wan nodded. “Yes, you’re right.” He slipped his arm about her shoulder and drew her close.

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Xanatos watched as Qui-Gon stopped in front of him. The Jedi Master stood for a moment, silent and unmoving, the night breeze ruffling his long hair. Yes, Xanatos thought, he was much grayer, but there was no hint of age or debility in the set of those broad shoulders. And the eyes. Xanatos swallowed heavily. The eyes were still the same. They looked at you and through you and inside you all at the same time; weighing, assessing, judging; yet, strangely, not reproaching. Yes, even on that terrible day on Telos, when Xanatos had screamed at Qui-Gon that he would never forgive him, Qui-Gon’s eyes had not reproached him.

Qui-Gon softly cleared his throat and moved a step closer.

"I was at first shocked to see you here, especially like...that," he said, nodding toward the house, "but, Elyssa said you wanted to try and...make peace. I'd welcome that, also."

Xanatos’ eyes widened. He hadn’t expected that. But, then, he wasn’t sure what he had expected.

“She’s very persuasive that woman.”

Qui-Gon shrugged. “And I’ve always had a weakness for a woman’s tears.”

Xanatos nodded his head. “As have I.”

The two men fell silent for a long moment, then Qui-Gon moved a step closer.

“How have you been, Xanatos?”

Xanatos was about to say something flippant and sarcastic, but the words died on his lips. Elyssa was right. This was why he had sought her out, so that she could somehow help him find the atonement he so desperately wanted. Now she had brought the two together. The rest was up to him.

“I’ve been well, Mas---, Qui-Gon. And you?”

“Well.”

Again an uncomfortable silence fell between the two.

Xanatos cleared his throat. “You know, Obi-Wan is----”

“Is what?” Qui-Gon asked sharply.

Xanatos drew back. Again he felt the familiar anger surging through him, but he thought of Elyssa and he swallowed it instead.

“Obi-Wan is a good man, Qui-Gon. You should be very proud of him.”

Qui-Gon’s eyes widened and Xanatos saw something stir behind them. The Jedi Master’s face worked for a moment, then a small smile moved across his lips.

“I _am_ very proud of him. As I was once proud of you.”

“Proud? Of me?” Xanatos asked, his voice catching.

Qui-Gon moved closer. He took Xanatos’ shoulder and squeezed it.

“Yes, proud. And I see that my greatest failure, Xanatos, was not in losing you as my apprentice, but in not telling you that I was always proud of you. Always.”

Xanatos felt his heart loosening as all the pain and rage and anger he had carried over the years sifted away at those simple words. He swallowed heavily as he tried to regain control of his feelings.

“Master?” he began.

Qui-Gon visibly jumped at Xanatos’ use of that word. Then he recovered himself and moved closer.

“Yes, Xanatos?”

“I forgive you, my Master,” Xanatos said quietly.

Qui-Gon looked into Xanatos’ eyes for a long moment. Then he lifted his other hand and took hold of Xanatos’ shoulder.

“And I forgive you, my Padawan.”

Xanatos nodded, then before he could stop himself he moved into Qui-Gon’s arms. Qui-Gon hesitated for only a second, then he put his arms around Xanatos and held him.

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“They’ve been out there a long time.”

Elyssa laughed softly and squeezed Obi-Wan’s arm.

“They’re going to be all right, Obi-Wan. Trust me.”

Obi-Wan nodded. He sat for a moment, but Elyssa could see he was still squirrelly. He kept looking toward the door which led outside. He squirmed for a bit, then made to get up.

“Maybe, I’d better---”

Elyssa grabbed his arm. “Don‘t you dare, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Leave them be.”

“But----”

Elyssa stood from the couch and squeezed Obi-Wan‘s arm.

“You need to relax, sweetness. Let them work this out on their own. Come on,” she said smiling as she pulled on his arm. “As Xanatos so eloquently puts it, let’s fuck.”

Obi-Wan resisted Elyssa for a moment, but at her words, his eyes shone and a wide smile spread across his face. He let her pull him into the bedroom.

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Qui-Gon and Xanatos walked into the common room. There was no sign of Elyssa and Obi-Wan. Then Xanatos gestured towards the closed bedroom door.

“Three guesses as to what they’re doing?” he said with a small smile.

Qui-Gon chuckled. “I don’t need to guess. I know.”

“He’s in love with her, you do know that?

Qui-Gon nodded. “Yes, I do.”

Xanatos noted the sadness in Qui-Gon’s voice.

“I hope you haven’t tried to talk him out of his feelings for her.”

Qui-Gon looked at him sharply.

Xanatos smiled. “Oh, yes, I know you, Qui-Gon. Remember that little female padawan I had that crush on? Irilina?”

“Quite well. She’s a Jedi Knight now.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Anyway, remember when you found the two of us necking behind the fountain in the gardens? And you gave me that lecture about how hard the life of a Jedi was, blah, blah, blah?”

“I remember.”

Xanatos squeezed Qui-Gon’s arm. “Don’t do that to Obi-Wan. Let him love her. Okay, so more than likely it won’t work out in the end, but let them have some happiness together.” Xanatos stopped and shrugged. “For you know, Master, in the end love is....well, love is all we have,” Xanatos added. Then he laughed at Qui-Gon’s expression. “Yeah, I know. I can’t believe I said that myself.” He shook his head and sat on the couch. “I must be getting soft in my old age.”

Qui-Gon removed his robe and sat on the couch next to him. “You’re not that old, Xanatos. Actually, you look very good. I see you’re keeping yourself in shape. Still doing your katas?”

Xanatos grinned. “Every morning and evening.”

Qui-Gon nodded. Then a smile quirked his lips. “And I see your stamina hasn’t waned.” He shook his head slightly. “I still can’t believe what I saw when I walked in on the three of you.”

“You and Obi-Wan never did that with her?”

“No, it never occurred to us. Leave it up to you to suggest such a thing,” he said his eyes lighting up.

Suddenly, the two men heard a strangled groan from beyond the closed door of the bedroom. It was Obi-Wan. Then Elyssa’s high clear voice spiraled upward into a sparkling cry of ecstasy.

“Oh, sweetness!” she screamed.

Qui-Gon looked back at Xanatos, a glint of humor in his eyes. “Do you know how the airtaxi driver who brought me here described Elyssa?”

Xanatos shook his head.

“As the human woman who screams a lot.”

Xanatos threw back his head and laughed. “Oh, that’s rich.” Then he stood and glanced at the closed door. “Hmmm, I don’t know about you, but I’m getting a little horny sitting out here listening to those two. Care to join me and see if we can make her scream even more?”

Qui-Gon stood next to him, a broad smile on his face.

“After you, Padawan,” Qui-Gon said sweeping his hand towards the door. Xanatos laughed and the two men entered the bedroom.

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Part Ten

As Elyssa watched Qui-Gon and Xanatos walk together through her bedroom door she was later to be grateful that the nights on Secundus were so long. For what followed was to be a night unlike any she had ever or would ever experience again. Both men were smiling and she could see that the atonement and forgiveness which both had secretly yearned for had been achieved. Her heart swelled with joy at the sight. Obi-Wan, who lay next to her, sat up and watched with a growing smile as both approached the bed.

“Starting without us?” Qui-Gon said to Obi-Wan with a laugh.

“It was my idea,” Elyssa said as she looked up at Qui-Gon. “He needed to relax.”

“If Obi-Wan needed to relax, there are Jedi meditative techniques he could have employed,” Qui-Gon said, a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Jedi meditative techniques?” Elyssa cried with a snort. “And where in the flark would that have left me?”

Qui-Gon laughed and sat on the edge of the bed near Elyssa‘s legs. He slowly caressed her calf. Xanatos moved to the other side of her. He reached over and stroked her hair.

“Are you ready, dove” he asked.

Elyssa swallowed as she looked up at him and, for a brief moment, as she had all those months ago when she had first agreed to engage in a threesome with Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon, she felt a quick frisson of anxiety. Of course the situation was different now in that she knew Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan and had come to know Xanatos over the past few weeks but, still, she was alone with three men and not just ordinary men, but Jedi who possessed powers and abilities she still had trouble comprehending or understanding. And yet, once that frisson of fear left her, she felt completely and totally safe. She looked up into Xanatos’ dark blue eyes and nodded.

“I’m ready,” then she shivered, but with delicious anticipation.

Xanatos smiled, then he looked over to Obi-Wan.

“What do you say, little brother? Since Qui-Gon’s just arrived, why don’t we allow him the sweet privilege of enjoying her first.” Then he looked down at Elyssa. “If that’s all right with you, of course.”

Elyssa looked over at Qui-Gon. She licked her lips for she hadn’t realized until then how much she’d missed that powerful body and that piercing gaze.

“It’s more than all right,” she said softly. Qui-Gon smiled at her. He quickly took off his clothes. Xanatos, meanwhile, had moved away from the bed. He gestured with his head that Obi-Wan should follow him. Obi-Wan pulled on his leggings then sat in a chair next to Xanatos.

Elyssa heard Xanatos whisper to Obi-Wan. “Watching is great foreplay, little brother.”

Qui-Gon lay next to Elyssa on the bed. Then he slowly pulled her over him. For a moment the two just caressed each other’s face. Elyssa then realized, with a sudden pang in her heart, that it would be very easy to fall in love with a man like this; with his strength and his gentleness, his wisdom and his power.

They kissed for a long moment, then Elyssa broke the kiss. She lowered her hands and gently explored Qui-Gon’s naked chest with her fingers; the powerful muscles and the smooth skin beneath the soft crinkle of his chest hair. As he lifted his lips to her neck, she ran her tongue over his collarbone, delighting in the taste of his skin but she longed to taste more of him. Licking and sucking, she worked her way down to his nipple. Sucking it into her mouth, she heard him take in a deep breath as it began to harden from her attention. She ran her fingers over his skin as she sucked and nibbled on first one, then the other nipple.

Slowly, Elyssa kissed her way down Qui-Gon’s stomach. She licked his hips, reveling in the salty sweet taste of his skin. Then she licked her way down one side of his long leg, then back up before turning her attention to his now erect shaft. Elyssa had never made love to Qui-Gon with her mouth and the anticipation she was now feeling was making her heart beat fast. She hoped she was up to the challenge for he was so very big.

Cupping his balls in her hand, Elyssa licked the tip of his shaft, then down the underside to the base. She gently kissed his balls, carefully drawing them into her warm mouth, rolling and licking them. Then she licked her way back up to the head of his shaft. She licked and tapped her tongue against the base of the head. Qui-Gon rewarded her with a few low moans. Elyssa then took his shaft completely into her mouth. It was so huge, she was almost afraid she couldn’t take it all in, but she relaxed her lips and her throat and he slipped in.

Elyssa felt Qui-Gon running his hands through her hair as she sucked on his beautiful cock. Her own body was thrumming with pleasure as she pleasured the Jedi Master. Then, with a low throaty groan, Qui-Gon clamped his hands firmly against her head and started rocking his hips, thrusting himself into Elyssa’s mouth with a frenzied urgency. She heard him growl as his hot seed flooded down her throat.

Elyssa swallowed, then slowly pulled her mouth from him. She licked leisurely at him as his breathing calmed. Then she felt him reaching for her. He pulled her up his body, running his hands over her. She looked into his eyes.

“Sorry,” he gasped. “But it’s been awhile.”

“No need to apologize, Qui-Gon. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, we can start to have some real fun.”

Qui-Gon smiled as he turned her over and laid her on the bed. Moving his mouth to her throat, he growled softly as he nibbled at her tender flesh, then he followed his love bites with warm, wet kisses. He moved his lips down her shoulders, then wrapped his mouth around one of her nipples.

Elyssa arched her back, pushing her breast deeper into his mouth. His suckling sent electric currents of heat through her body. She moaned harshly, her throat tight as she squirmed against him. Sensing her excitement, Qui-Gon purred low in his throat and, as he was still sucking on her breast, Elyssa could feel the sound through her body.

He then released her breast and made his way down her body. Once he reached her mound, he began to lick at her throbbing clit. Elyssa moaned and moved her mound into his face as jolts of pleasure shot through her like bolts of lightning.

Qui-Gon squeezed her rear as he explored her with his tongue for the smell and taste of her was driving him wild. He sucked and nibbled greedily on her clit and labia. Elyssa spread her legs wider, lustfully driving her hips into his face as his tongue continued its erotic dance. Elyssa was nearing orgasm but she knew she also wanted more than just his tongue. She longed to feel that sweet thick cock in her mouth again.

Grabbing Qui-Gon’s head, she pulled his face from her mound. She pushed at him so that he was lying on his back. Then, bending forward, Elyssa began to kiss and lick the head of his shaft.

Qui-Gon took a deep breath, his hips pushing against her warm, wet lips. Elyssa wrapped her hands around his shaft, stroking the length. Holding it at the base, she slipped the warm head into her mouth. As her lips moved down the shaft, Elyssa used her tongue to gently caress and stimulate that sensitive spot behind and below the head of his cock.

Qui-Gon’s hips began to match the rhythm of Elyssa’s mouth. Elyssa felt his balls tightening as he made ready to release himself again. Then she felt Qui-Gon’s hands about her head. He pulled her mouth from him, then grabbed her arms and pulled her up to his chest. When her breasts were in front of his face, he reached up and ran his tongue and lips over them, his hands pinching and massaging them.

Elyssa slid her now aching mound across his tongue-moistened shaft. She moaned at the feel of it against her and at the fevered attention he was giving to her breast and nipples. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together, his tongue slipping over the tight nubs. Elyssa gently pushed her hips down on Qui-Gon. They both moaned as he partially entered her. Then both moved their hips back slightly, then pushed again, Qui-Gon’s full length sliding into her, their pubic hair mingling.

Soon they became one in their rhythm and their lust. Elyssa could feel Qui-Gon’s hot swollen head caressing every inch of her as he glided in and out. She moved her hips so that his shaft would gently rub against her stiff clit with every stroke. Qui-Gon, thrusting deeper inside her, continued to suck and lick at her nipples. Elyssa moved her head from side to side as moans of passion and lust rose from deep within her. She leaned down and, in a near orgasmic tone, whispered into the Jedi Master’s ear.

“Fuck me, Qui-Gon. fuck me. It’s so good. So good. Please fuck me, fuck me hard. Make me come, make me come.”

Qui-Gon groaned at her words. He moved his mouth from her breasts and slid them up her throat.

“Ummmm, Elyssa, I shouldn‘t but I love it when you talk this way” he murmured against her neck.

“I learned from a master,” she said softly.

Xanatos chuckled from where he sat in his chair. Qui-Gon then slipped his hands to Elyssa’s hips, grabbed her tightly and began to move faster and harder into her.

Elyssa moaned with delight

“Oh, yes, that’s it, fuck me. Fuck me. Gods, I’m going to come. Fuck me harder. Harder. Oh yes, oh yes, I’m coming. I‘m coming!”

Elyssa’s orgasm exploded inside her, her hips grinding hard into Qui-Gon. She bit her lower lip as her body flooded with warmth and pleasure.

Qui-Gon could hold out no longer. As he continued to thrust his cock into Elyssa, he felt her inner walls constricting around his shaft with each wave of her orgasm. The feeling in the pit of his stomach warned him he was about to come. Then Elyssa whispered in his ear again.

“Fuck me. Fuck me, so I can feel your hot come deep inside me,” Elyssa whispered as she nibbled and licked at his ear, thrusting her hips to meet him.

Qui-Gon grunted, then rammed himself deep into Elyssa as he erupted within her. Elyssa moaned as his hot come flooded into her. A second, mellower orgasm rolled through her as Qui-Gon shot into her again and again until he was completely drained. Elyssa collapsed onto Qui-Gon’s chest as they both sucked in deep, heaving gasps of air to feed their oxygen-starved bodies.

“Gods,” Qui-Gon gasped. “That was incredible!”

“I taught her well, didn’t I?” Xanatos said with a smug smile.

Qui-Gon nodded, his throat working. He ran his hands through Elyssa’s sweat dampened hair and lowered her face to his. He kissed her softly, his lips sliding across hers.

“And not bad, for an old man,” Xanatos added.

Qui-Gon chuckled, kissed Elyssa softly on the neck, then rolled off her. He lay back on the bed, a smile on his face as he looked over at Xanatos and Obi-Wan who had watched the whole thing, their eyes burning. Elyssa stretched her arms above her head.

“Hush, Xanatos,” she said to him. “And speak for yourself.” She leaned over and slowly stroked Qui-Gon’s chest. “It was wonderful, as always.”

Qui-Gon inclined his head in acknowledgement of her praise. Then his blue eyes grew hotter.

“Where are your ropes, Elyssa?” he asked her in a soft voice.

Elyssa’s heart thudded. “They’re in the bottom drawer of my wardrobe.”

“Go and get them, Obi-Wan.”

“Yes, Master.” Obi-Wan stood from his chair and went over to Elyssa’s wardrobe.

“Ropes? What’s this about ropes?” Xanatos asked.

“When Elyssa and I first met,” Qui-Gon said, “we discussed the concept of surrender. You remember learning that at the Temple, don’t you, Xanatos?”

“Yeah, sure, but what does that---?”

Obi-Wan walked over and handed Qui-Gon a pair of short red ropes. Qui-Gon thanked him. He reached up and quickly tied Elyssa’s hands to the headboard of the bed. She smiled up at him.

“I taught Elyssa the concept of surrendering in this way that first night,” Qui-Gon said as he finished tying her hands. “She has come a long way since then.”

Xanatos grinned at Elyssa, his eyes burning.

“You know, dove, if you had only told me you were into this sort of thing I have some, shall we say, specialty items I could have brought with me.”

“Maybe next time,” Elyssa murmured as she gazed up at Qui-Gon. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

Then he slowly slid down her body. She felt his hands exploring her between her thighs. He spread her legs further apart and slipped his fingers across her mound. grazing them across her clit. Elyssa trembled and moaned. She threw her head hard against the bed, her hands twisting in their bonds.

Qui-Gon then made his way down her body, teasing her with his tongue and teeth as his fingers rubbed away at her moistening mound. He stopped at her navel, his tongue swirling sensuously around it. Elyssa cried out. Then he moved to her pelvis where he proceeded to torture her with his tongue as he worked his way in slow circles towards her aching mound.

Then Elyssa felt Xanatos and Obi-Wan moving to either side of her. Xanatos, she saw, had removed his clothing. Obi-Wan leaned over and kissed her on the mouth while Xanatos slowly caressed her breast. Elyssa moaned against Obi-Wan’s lips as Qui-Gon moved his mouth over her mound. Then Xanatos lowered his head and began to softly lick at her breast.

Qui-Gon’s tongue was constantly moving as he loved her with his mouth. Sometimes his tongue would go deep inside her; other times it would slip and slide along her outer lips. Elyssa felt his lips move across her clit, following by his warm tongue. He lapped at her, again and again. Elyssa twisted beneath him, her wrists rubbing against the ropes, her breath rasping in her chest.

The more Qui-Gon probed and massaged her mound with his tongue, the more Elyssa wanted to scream. Meanwhile, both Xanatos and Obi-Wan had cupped one of her breasts in their hands, their tongues lapping over the nipples.

Elyssa tossed her head back and forth on the pillows as she pulled at her bonds. By the goddess, the sensations were unbelievable! Three sets of mouths and tongues were on her body; licking, lashing, sucking, probing, and lapping and the orgasm that was swelling within her was unlike any she’d ever had before. Qui-Gon’s tongue was hot and thick as he plunged it deep into her quivering mound, licking and thrusting. Obi-Wan twirled his tongue about her tight nipple while Xanatos used his teeth to nip and suck at the other one.

Elyssa shuddered, her shoulders trembling, her hips quivering, her throat working, her arms stretched tight above her head. Her orgasm was building into a nearly unbearable explosion, but her body was no longer hers and what the three were doing to it was beyond her control.

“Scream for us, Elyssa,” she heard Qui-Gon’s heated whisper as it floated up from between her shuddering legs.

Then she felt him curl his tongue about her clit. He sucked fiercely at it, his hands rubbing her thighs. Elyssa’s orgasm was now rising like a storm, wind-tossed waves of ever escalating pleasure. She soared higher and higher, until, her body burning like a flaming ember, she exploded, screaming out her passion.

“Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods!” Elyssa screamed as she came, the blood raging through her veins, her heart beating so fast it was like a tight little drum, her head swelling with a bright mind-shattering ecstasy. Her orgasm was long and intense, seeming to go on forever. Elyssa screamed again for never had she felt a climax of such intensity or duration. Her pelvis felt as if it were on fire.

Qui-Gon grabbed her thighs and burrowed his face deeper into her mound, his tongue flicking in and out, his lips pressed hard onto her lower ones. Xanatos squeezed her breast, his tongue lolling over her oh-so sensitive nipple while Obi-Wan kissed and sucked at the other one.

“Oh, gods, I‘m going to come again,” Elyssa cried, her hips shuddering against Qui-Gon’s hot and urgent tongue.

“Yes, dove, come lovely one, come,” Xanatos whispered from around her nipple as he licked at it with fast, hard strokes. Obi-Wan continued to suck greedily at her other breast, his hand kneading it, his tongue lashing over the taut nub.

Elyssa’s body tensed, her hips suddenly erupting as she rode Qui-Gon’s tongue, her moans escalating into a scream of pure unadulterated pleasure. Her head flew back against the pillow as her body rippled in a fierce contraction. She pulled so hard against her bonds the muscles in her arms were stretched to their limit. She cried out again.

“Yes! Oh merciful goddess, yes!”

Suddenly, Qui-Gon raised his head and gripped Elyssa’s hipbones with his thumbs. He used his long fingers to knead her stomach, pressing down firmly around the navel, manipulating her pelvic area so that even before the final spasms of her orgasm had died away, she was lifted up on another wave of ecstasy. Elyssa’s legs went rigid, her moans of pleasure sounding more like moans of pain for the bliss was so great it almost hurt.

Her head twisted and turned from side to side, her stomach jerking under his fingers, her breasts swelling. Xanatos and Obi-Wan, who had moved away from Elyssa, watched with wide eyes as Qui-Gon continued to stroke her pelvis. As for Elyssa, the deep aching contractions went on and on as the Jedi Master’s strong fingers worked over her.

“Goooooooods,” Elyssa screamed as another and still another orgasm ripped through her. Then Elyssa looked up at Qui-Gon, tears brimming in her eyes, and silently begged him to stop so intense were the sensations becoming.

Qui-Gon moved his hands from her. Elyssa then lay back, totally exhausted, her hair clinging damply to her forehead. Tears streamed from her eyes and when the men heard her sobbing, Qui-Gon immediately untied her bonds. He took her into his arms while Xanatos and Obi-Wan looked on with worried expressions on their face.

“Elyssa, are you all right?” Qui-Gon asked.

“Yes, yes, I‘m all right,” Elyssa gasped, then she hiccupped. “Oh, goodness, forgive me.”

Elyssa hiccupped again. She put her hand to her mouth.

Qui-Gon stroked her hair. "Are you sure you're all right?"

“Yes. I’m sorry,” she said, with an embarrassed smile. “It just...it just felt so good.” Then she hiccupped again.

“Obi-Wan, get her some water,” Qui-Gon said.

“Yes, Master.”

Obi-Wan rolled quickly off the bed and went into the kitchen. Xanatos stroked her leg.

“Poor dove,” he said soothingly. “Were we too much for you?”

Elyssa hiccupped again. Then she frowned at Xanatos.

“No, of course not. But I'd like to know where you learned to do that," she said to Qui-Gon.

"Yeah, where did you learn that, Qui-Gon?" Xanatos asked.

Before Qui-Gon could answer, Obi-Wan returned with a glass of water. He handed it to Elyssa. Elyssa gulped it.

“Not too fast,” Qui-Gon said gently.

Elyssa nodded and slowed down. When she was done, she gave the empty glass back to Obi-Wan. He set it on the nightstand.

Qui-Gon then turned to Xanatos. "I learned it from a priestess on Panou. While on a mission there, Obi-Wan and I were treated to massages."

Xanatos slowly nodded his head. "Hmmm, I've heard about those massages. Quite erotic." He grinned over at Obi-Wan as he noted that the younger Jedi's face was flushed. "I see you enjoyed them, little brother."

Obi-Wan shrugged then glanced over at Qui-Gon who only chuckled but said nothing.

“Are you sufficiently recovered?” Xanatos asked Elyssa.

A corner of Elyssa’s mouth quirked up. “Yes. Why?”

“My turn,” he said quickly. He grabbed Elyssa and moved over her. Then he stopped when he saw Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan’s expressions.

“What?” he cried.

“You could at least ask her first,” Obi-Wan said.

“Oh, yeah, sorry.” Xanatos looked down. “Can I fuck you, dove?”

Elyssa laughed softly. “What do you think?”

“That’s what I thought.”

Xanatos then reached up and grabbed her breasts. He pulled her nipples roughly between his fingers, sending shocks of desire straight to her mound. Elyssa cried out, again surprised at how much she loved Xanatos’ intense lovemaking. A low moan slipped from her throat, her body responding naturally to his rough caresses.

Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan, she noted, were lying on either side of her, watching as Xanatos squeezed and pinched her breasts.

“You want it,” he said hoarsely as he rubbed his cock against her. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you? Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“Yes, fuck me,” Elyssa whispered hotly. “Fuck me.”

Xanatos grinned. He kissed her quickly on the nose, then grabbed her hips and turned her around so that she was on knees, her face pressed onto the bed. Then he moved his hands over her back and around the cheeks of her rear.

“Hmmmm, I’m tempted to fuck this sweet little ass of yours,” he murmured as he kneaded her bottom.

“Xanatos,” Obi-Wan said warningly.

Xanatos looked over and smiled at Obi-Wan. “Don’t worry, little brother, I’ll leave that particular delight to you.”

He turned back to Elyssa and pulled her against him, his hard shaft rubbing along the cleft of her rear. Then he moved his hands around and pressed them against her mound as his fingers searched for and found her clit. He rubbed steadily at it as he slowly slipped his cock into her. Elyssa cried out, her hips moving back and forth against Xanatos’ groin.

“Yes, dove,” he whispered. “That’s it. Move with me.”

Then with a low cry, Xanatos began to pump faster into her, his cock sliding long and sweet into her. Soon, Elyssa’s body was covered in a sheen of sweat. She trembled, her face pressed into the pillow, as she panted from the hard rhythm Xanatos had established. Then, suddenly, he pulled out of her. Elyssa gasped.

“Not ready to come yet,” he murmured.

He grabbed her by the waist and turned her over so that she was lying on her back. He looked down at her for a moment, dark blue eyes blazing. Then he smiled as he slowly slipped his thumb into her rear. Elyssa cried out and pushed herself towards him. After what she had experienced before, she now loved the feel of his thumb going deep into her.

He then lowered his face to her mound and started loving her with his tongue, keeping perfect rhythm with his thumb inside her buttocks.

Elyssa wrapped her hands around the rungs of the bed’s headboard as she moved back and forth against him. Xanatos lifted his head and looked up at her. He smiled again, his dark blue eyes as deep as a pool in the middle of a dark forest.

He lowered his head and gently touched her clit with his index finger. Elyssa jumped. He circled it slowly, just barely touching it. Elyssa whimpered. Then, suddenly, he moved his fingers inside her, pushing them as far as they would go. He slowly rotated them. A scream clawed its way out of Elyssa’s throat as he adjusted his other hand and slid his index finger in next to the thumb that was still riding in her rear. Elyssa’s breath strained in her lungs as both of Xanato’s hands moved inside her.

“I’m going to come,” she whispered moving harder against him. Xanatos responded by pushing another finger inside her mound and pumping harder.

“Then come for me, dove,” he growled, his fingers thrusting deeper and harder in both her rear and mound. Throwing back her head, Elyssa clenched herself about both of his hands, drawing them in deeper. Crying out, she stiffened, then shuddered as she bucked wildly against his insistent fingers.

When Elyssa finished climaxing, she looked over at Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. The two were watching her, Obi-Wan’s eyes filled with warmth as he gazed at her, Qui-Gon’s smoldering. Then Xanatos moved up and over her. He gazed down at her, his eyes suddenly shadowed in the soft lights of the room. Elyssa looked up at him, her heart thudding hard in her chest. Then he leaned down and kissed her, his lips engulfing hers.

Then he moved back onto his knees. He took the head of his shaft and rubbed it against her quivering mound. Elyssa sucked in a ragged breath. She squeezed the rungs of the headboard and pulled herself up until her mound was sliding along his cock.

Xanatos looked up at her, one of his dark eyebrows raised. Then with a sly smile he pulled his cock away from her. He slowly began to stroke his shaft, his hand moving easily over it. Elyssa swallowed as she looked at it, wanting, no needing to feel it inside her again.

“You want this?” Xanatos asked with a sly smile.

“Yes.”

“Then beg me.” he said.

“Xanatos,” Elyssa heard Obi-Wan say.

Then she heard Qui-Gon’s voice. “Easy, Padawan. She’ll be all right.”

Elyssa caught Obi-Wan’s eye and smiled at him. He smiled back, but when he looked at Xanatos he was frowning slightly.

Elyssa then turned back to Xanatos. “No, I won’t beg you,” she said.

The corner of Xanatos’ mouth curled up. He again stroked the head of his now totally engorged shaft against the entrance to her mound.

Elyssa gripped the headboard, a soft moan slipping from her panting mouth.

“Beg me,” Xanatos repeated.

“I won’t,” Elyssa replied, her voice trembling.

He then slipped just the tip of his shaft between the lips of her mound. Elyssa raised her hips as he did so. Xanatos immediately pulled away from her.

“Beg me,” he said again.

Elyssa took a deep breath. She liked this game but now it was time to get to the good stuff.

“Please,” she said softly.

“Please what?” Xanatos asked. “Tell me what you want me to do, dove.”

“Please...fuck me. Fuck me,” she whispered, her eyes closed, her hands clenched about the headboard, her throat working.

Xanatos said nothing, but Elyssa felt the head of his shaft slipping against her as he entered her. Elyssa opened her eyes and watched as his shaft disappeared inside her. The deeper he pushed, the more she could feel him throbbing inside her. He supported himself on his arms and leaned over her, thrusting into her as he gazed down at her. She gasped at the fullness of his hard strokes. Savagely, he fucked her and Elyssa met his thrusts with her own wild abandon.

“Yes, yes,” she cried. She moaned harder as Xanatos rammed his hips against him, his shaft plunging deep into her.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she said, her breathing harsh and uneven. “Yes, fuck me, fuck me.”

Xanatos moaned as he drove his shaft deeper and harder into her. He quickened the pace, slowed down a bit, then moved even faster. Elyssa’s inner muscles grasped at his cock, sucking it in even deeper. She was close to coming. Xanatos, seeming to sense this, slowed down and began grinding into her, pressing his groin hard against her mound and over her clit.

Elyssa gasped for air, her hands clenched about the headboard, her hips moving hard against him. She threw her head back as she slowly matched Xanatos stroke for stroke, her hips pulsing against him. He slid his fingers over her clit and circled teasingly around it. Elyssa whimpered.

“Yes, dove, let it build and build,” Xanatos whispered.

Elyssa could feel the heat rising inside her, coursing its way through her lust-riddled body as Xanatos’ cock moved in and out of her faster with each thrust.

“Gods,” Elyssa cried as she felt her clit tightening. Xanatos’ fingers curled around her hips. Then he began a controlled thrust into her. His breathing was ragged as he kept his strokes slow and easy.

“Now,” he hissed. “Come for me, dove.”

He grabbed her hips and held her hard against him as he ground his shaft deeper into her. Elyssa cried out as she was suddenly consumed by the orgasm which roared through her body. She thrashed against Xanatos for long moments. Then with a deep, shuddering cry, Xanatos came, his hot seed jetting into her. They both moaned, their bodies locked together, as Xanatos pumped into her until he was completely spent.

Sighing, Elyssa slipped her arms up and about his sweat drenched back, her hands massaging the tight muscles.

“Sith, Sith,” he murmured against his neck.

Then Elyssa heard the soft burr of Qui-Gon’s voice. “Not bad for a youngster.”

Xanatos laughed against her neck and rolled away from Elyssa. He lay next to her, his chest rising and falling quickly. Then Elyssa saw Obi-Wan moving towards her. Oh, no, she thought. She wasn’t sure she could take on Obi-Wan at just that moment. But, instead of touching her in a way that suggested he wanted to make love, he reached up and stroked her cheek.

“All right,” he said. “That’s enough. She’s exhausted.”

He frowned at both Qui-Gon and Xanatos. Both men stared back at him, surprised, as she was, at his suddenly authoritative manner. Elyssa was about to tell Obi-Wan that, no, she was fine, but as she lifted her head, she realized he was right. She was exhausted.

Obi-Wan drew her from the middle of the bed to the side. He then pulled her against him, her back nestled against her chest. He slid an arm about her, his other hand slowly stroking her hair.

“Rest, love,” he said softly. Then, surprisingly, Elyssa felt something like a silken breeze touch her mind at the sound of Obi-Wan’s voice and, with a deep, sigh she felt herself slipping into a state of deep restfulness. She closed her eyes.

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Finis

Elyssa didn’t know how long she’d slept, but when she opened her eyes, she was still wrapped in Obi-Wan’s arms. However, she noted he was breathing hard and fast against her neck. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to her surroundings but then she saw what was making Obi-Wan so aroused.

Qui-Gon was lying on his back, his handsome head resting on his arms which he had crossed behind his neck. Xanatos was next to him and was, Elyssa saw with a sharp intake of breath, slowly fondling Qui-Gon’s cock. She swallowed heavily as she watched Xanatos move his hands away from Qui-Gon’s shaft and run them over the Jedi Master’s muscular thighs, taut stomach and broad chest. He slowly moved his hands up Qui-Gon’s neck, ruffled his beard, then slid his hands down to his chest where he pulled and pinched his nipples. Qui-Gon let out a deep, soulful sigh.

Xanatos then slid his body over Qui-Gon and began rubbing himself against him. Qui-Gon moved his hands up and grasped Xanatos’ buttocks. He slowly kneaded them as Xanatos continued to rub his body against his. Then Xanatos leaned down and kissed Qui-Gon, his hands running through his long hair. As they kissed, Xanatos began to move his body faster against Qui-Gon’s. Elyssa could see that their large, erect cocks were moving hard against each other. Both men’s breathing had increased and as they kissed, their tongues thrashing against each other, it was obvious they were both becoming very aroused.

Then Qui-Gon moved his hands from Xanatos’ rear and grabbed his head. He pulled Xanatos’ mouth away from his. Xanatos gasped, his breathing ragged.

“Slow down, Xani,” Qui-Gon said gently. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Xanatos nodded, then closed his eyes. He lowered his mouth back to Qui-Gon’s, but he kept his body still as they kissed which, to Elyssa’s delight, they did so for a long time. Long, slow, delicious kisses, their lips sliding sensuously, their tongues twisting about the other.

Elyssa could hear Obi-Wan’s deep, harsh breathing from behind her.

“Elyssa,” he whispered. “Are you awake?”

“Yes,” she replied softly.

“Look at them,” he said his voice filled with awe.

Elyssa sighed. “Yes, I see. They have a lot of healing to do,” she whispered back to him. “Now hush and watch.”

She heard Obi-Wan sigh, then felt his hot kiss on the back of her neck. He held her tighter as he nestled his head next to hers.

Qui-Gon broke their kiss, then he eased Xanatos off him until he was lying on his back next to Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon then moved his hand under Xanatos’ cock. He began to rub the underside with his middle finger in small circular motions. Xanatos moaned, but he lay still as Qui-Gon continued to rub him.

“Feels good, doesn’t it,” Qui-Gon murmured.

“Sith, yes,” Xanatos said. Then he glanced up at Qui-Gon. “Uh, sorry.”

Qui-Gon shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. Just relax, Xani. Take deep breaths and relax.”

Xanatos nodded as he took a series of slow deep breaths. Then Elyssa watched, amazed, as Qui-Gon coached Xanatos to a number of shuddering orgasms without his ever once ejaculating. There was pre-come seeping from the head of his cock, but for nearly a half an hour Qui-Gon, merely by rubbing Xanatos’ cock and watching him carefully for signs of arousal, was able to bring, at least as far as Elyssa could see, Xanatos to a dozen climaxes until finally Xanatos cried out and begged to be allowed to ejaculate.

Qui-Gon agreed and when, during the final orgasm, Xanatos’ body began to shudder uncontrollably with the onset of his orgasm, Qui-Gon lowered his head and took Xanatos’ cock full into his mouth. Xanatos cried out and jetted into Qui-Gon’s mouth. Elyssa squirmed in Obi-Wan’s arms as she watched Qui-Gon suck heartily on Xanato’s shaft. Obi-Wan held her tight and she could feel his shaft throbbing against her rear.

“Gods, master, gods,” Xanatos shouted as he continued to pulse inside Qui-Gon’s mouth. He pulled at the older man’s long hair, his pelvis shuddering against the bed. Finally, Qui-Gon released him. He looked up at Xanatos for a long moment, then, quickly, grabbed him and turned him over. He moved his hands over Xanatos’ taut rear.

Then, slowly, Qui-Gon began to rub Xanatos’ hips and Elyssa knew he was doing the same thing to Xanatos that Xanatos had done to her. He was using the Force to open him up. Slowly Qui-Gon slipped his big cock over the cleft of Xanatos’ buttocks. Xanatos sighed. Then with a deep moan, Qui-Gon slipped it between his cheeks. Xanatos gasped and threw his head back.

“Oh, Master, that feels so good,” he moaned.

Qui-Gon then proceeded to move his shaft in and out of Xanatos, a slow deliberate rhythm. As he did so he groaned throatily, his hands gripping and rubbing Xanatos’ hips. Elyssa’s throat tightened when Qui-Gon swiveled his hips in a circular motion as he continued to thrust into Xanatos who was now grunting, the sweat pouring over his body.

“Yes, Master, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” Xanatos moaned.

At Xanatos’ words, Qui-Gon moved his hips faster, his muscular buttocks pumping his shaft into Xanatos’ rear. His strokes got longer and longer, harder and harder as his breath became deeper and deeper, his own body shimmering with sweat.

“Xani,” Qui-Gon groaned. “Oh, Xani, you feel so good. So good.”

Qui-Gon then threw his head back, his throat taut, his hair sweeping across his shoulders as, with a long, loud growl of pleasure and a final wild deep thrust, he climaxed.

Xanatos cried out as Qui-Gon jetted powerfully into him. His hands clenched the sheets into small white balls, his body thrashing as he pushed his buttocks back onto Qui-Gon’s cock.

“GODS!” Xanatos shouted as he shot his own load onto the sheets.

Both men shuddered violently against each other, their cries of pleasure filling the room. Then, with deep, shuddering sighs, both slowly subsided, Qui-Gon’s long body covering Xanatos’ as he lay on the younger man’s back, his chest rising and falling with the need to catch his breath.

Xanatos was stretched under Qui-Gon, his black hair sticking damply to his forehead, his mouth slightly open as he drew in breath after trembling breath. Then Qui-Gon slowly stroked Xanatos’ shoulders.

Meanwhile, Obi-Wan who was still nestled against Elyssa was so hard that his cock felt like a rod of steel against her back. She was about to ask him if he wanted to make love, when she noted that it appeared Qui-Gon and Xanatos were not done yet. Qui-Gon had moved off of Xanatos and was lying on his back, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. Xanatos sat up and moved to edge of the bed.

“Master?” he said softly.

“Yes, Xani,” Qui-Gon replied gently, his eyes closed.

“Remember that night?”

Qui-Gon was silent for a moment. “Yes,” he said finally. “I remember.”

“May I finished what I started?”

Qui-Gon kept his eyes closed, but he smiled.

“Yes, Padawan. You may.”

Xanatos smiled. Then he looked over at Elyssa and winked.

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As Xanatos sat on the edge of the bed, he saw that Elyssa and Obi-Wan were watching him and Qui-Gon. Elyssa‘s beautiful brown eyes were wide as she looked over at him. Then she gave him a small smile. He winked at her. Then he turned and looked at Qui-Gon. The Jedi Master was lying, his eyes closed, his breathing regular and deep. His body was still as powerful and strong and beautiful as Xanatos remembered it from all those years ago when, on that planet with three moons, the two of them had started but had not finished their torrid lovemaking.

Xanatos recalled how he had moved next to Qui-Gon as he had slept on his pallet underneath that moon-filled sky. He had loosened his master’s leggings until he had uncovered that huge, beautiful shaft. Then he had slowly sucked it and, at first, half-asleep as he was, Qui-Gon had gone along with it. Then, when he realized what was happening, he had sat up and pushed Xanatos away. Even now, Xanatos could still feel the burning shame that had flooded over him. Qui-Gon had then apologized for pushing him, but had told Xanatos not to do that. Ever. Now, it was years later and Xanatos couldn’t believe how nervous he was. His heart raced.

“It’s all right, Xani,” he heard Qui-Gon say. “Go ahead.”

Xanatos slowly leaned down. He opened his lips, then licked gently, tentatively at the head of Qui-Gon’s shaft. He ran his tongue around the ridge of the shaft’s head, then flicked the tip of his tongue into the slit. Qui-Gon groaned throatily. Xanatos then let more of his shaft ease between his teeth. He felt the ridge touch the top of his mouth. He gently began to suck, moving his head up and down in a slow rhythmic pace, forcing Qui-Gon’s shaft deeper and deeper into his mouth, in and out, in and out, slowly and firmly. He felt Qui-Gon swelling and become harder as he moved his mouth up and down the entire length of him.

Xanatos’ own shaft was getting harder and thicker as he pleasured Qui-Gon. He reveled in how thick and long Qui-Gon was, his hugeness and hardness exciting Xanatos to no end. He felt Qui-Gon reach down and touch his head. Then Qui-Gon slowly moved forward with his hips, pushing his shaft down Xanatos’ throat, groaning as he did so. As Qui-Gon stroked in and out of his mouth, Xanatos pressed his lips around his shaft and worked his tongue around it, feeling the smooth skin, sucking the cock into his mouth, pushing forward to swallow as much as he could.

Suddenly, Qui-Gon pulled away, taking his shaft completely out of Xanatos’ mouth. Xanatos looked up, surprised. Qui-Gon gently took his shoulder and turned him so that Xanatos was now lying on his back on the bed. Xanatos looked over at Elyssa and Obi-Wan. She was still wrapped in Obi-Wan’s arms, her back pressed against his chest, but now the young Jedi’s hands were all over her, one hand fondling her breast, the other stroking her mound.

As Xanatos lay on the bed, Qui-Gon moved on top of him. Then he moved up Xanatos’ body, rubbing his balls and shaft against his chest. Xanatos moaned. Qui-Gon continued to move until his huge shaft was hanging in front of Xanato’s mouth.

Xanatos flicked out his tongue, licking alongside the underside of Qui-Gon’s cock and around the huge gleaming swollen head. He took Qui-Gon again into his mouth, stroking up and down, short and quick. Then Qui-Gon moved his hips forward and Xanatos opened his mouth wider as Qui-Gon pulsed inside him.

He took Qui-Gon deeper into his mouth, letting him move his shaft down his throat, taking him, swallowing him, sucking him, tasting him. At one point, Qui-Gon slowly eased his entire length out of Xanatos’ mouth, then stroked forward again. His pace soon quickened. Xanatos opened his mouth wider. Qui-Gon pumped into him, the same way he had pumped into Elyssa, rapidly driving his shaft in and out of Xanatos’ mouth, thrusting and bucking with his hips.

Xanatos felt himself coming as Qui-Gon drove hard and deep into his mouth. His seed spurted across his stomach and he felt it, warm and thick, on his skin. He groaned when Qui-Gon slowed his pace, his strokes becoming long and smooth and glorious.

Then, when Qui-Gon drove himself deep into Xanatos’ mouth, Xanatos held him there, grasping his hard, firm buttocks, sucking hard at the base of Qui-Gon’s shaft, putting pressure on it with his lips. Qui-Gon was buried in his mouth and he felt the Jedi Master’s shaft stiffen and throb as Qui-Gon gripped Xanatos’ head with his big strong hands.

Xanatos yearned to make Qui-Gon come, to feel that huge member swell, then explode in his mouth. He wanted to finally see this man whom he has feared and hated, admired and loved, lose control. Qui-Gon again quickened the pace of his thrusts, driving like a piston into Xanatos’ mouth. Xanatos sucked and swallowed.

Then Qui-Gon again pulled himself away from Xanatos. He rolled away from him, onto his back, next to Elyssa and Obi-Wan. Xanatos sat up. Elyssa was gazing back at him with her beautiful eyes. She smiled at him. Obi-Wan, his eyes closed, his face buried in her hair, now had his shaft deep inside her mound and was thrusting into her from behind.

Xanatos watched them for a moment, the supple movement of Elyssa’s slender hips as she met Obi-Wan’s thrusts with a sweet gyration of her own. Xanatos felt himself hardening again. When he was done with Qui-Gon, he was going to have her again.

He turned back to Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon’s shaft was standing erect, completely engorged. He too was looking over at Elyssa and Obi-Wan as they moved against each other. Then he turned and looked at Xanatos, that blue gaze of his piercing Xanatos to his soul.

Xanatos lowered his head and sucked one of Qui-Gon’s balls into his mouth, lavishing it with his tongue. Qui-Gon’s shaft twitched as Xanatos sucked on his ball. Xanatos pulled back, letting the ball slip out of his mouth. He then sucked on the other one, sucking and licking for a long moment before he let it slide from his mouth.

He moved his face up and began to kiss and lick around the base of Qui-Gon’s cock, moving his way up the entire shaft. When he reached the crown, he slid his lips down, engulfing the head and sliding his mouth down further, swallowing and taking Qui-Gon deeper and deeper. Once he had all of the shaft in his mouth and throat, Xanatos then made small movements with his head.

Qui-Gon grabbed Xanatos’ head, his fingers entwining in his hair and lifting his hips, pushed himself into Xanatos’ mouth, then withdrew, then rammed himself back in. Xanatos pulled back to slow the pace a bit. He wanted to make sure that when Qui-Gon finally did come, it would be an experience he would never forget.

Xanatos sucked on the cock head, licking the thick shaft, then swallowing it again, making love to it with his lips and tongue and mouth and throat. Suddenly, he heard Elyssa cry out. Xanatos glanced over. She was writhing against Obi-Wan, moaning deeply, her pelvis shivering, her lovely full breasts jiggling as she came. Then she fell away from Obi-Wan and lay on her stomach, her breath coming soft and sweet. Obi-Wan leaned over her and kissed her glistening back, his hands gently caressing her rear.

Then he looked over at Xanatos and Qui-Gon. He gave Elyssa one final kiss on the back, then he moved over to Xanatos who could see that Obi-Wan’s shaft was still erect. The young Jedi moved behind Xanatos, and reaching around, began to fondle his shaft and balls. Xanatos moaned. It looked like not only Elyssa had learned how to free herself.

Obi-Wan’s strong, firm fingers on his cock felt like electricity surging through his groin. Xanatos’ shaft was now hard as a rock and he could feel precome welling from it. Obi-Wan rubbed his fingers over the wetness, then reached down and spread it along his own shaft. Good boy, Xanatos thought. He knew what Obi-Wan was preparing to do.

Xanatos then turned his attention back to Qui-Gon’s shaft. He sucked reverently on it, his lust fueled by Obi-Wan’s hands on him. Then Xanatos felt Obi-Wan pressing himself against his rear. The young Jedi rubbed the head of his shaft along the cleft of Xanatos’ rear and around his tight hole. Xanatos pushed back and Obi-Wan moved deeper and deeper into him. Xanatos’ moans of pleasures were muffled by the presence of Qui-Gon’s shaft in his mouth. Now Xanatos had both men inside him and he was enjoying every minute of it.

Qui-Gon arched his hips as he thrust his shaft into Xanatos’ mouth. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan was stroking steadily into Xanatos’ rear. He was big, though not as big as Qui-Gon, but his shaft filled Xanatos deeply and completely.

Xanatos could feel his sphincter relaxing and the excitement building inside him. Then Obi-Wan stopped and Xanatos could feel his cock moving, flexing deep inside him. Xanatos tightened the muscles of his rear, squeezing Obi-Wan’s shaft, enjoying the grunt of pleasure Obi-Wan released. Then Obi-Wan started moving inside him again with short, deep strokes.

The sensation of Obi-Wan’s shaft filling his rear and Qui-Gon’s filling his mouth was exquisite. Xanatos turned his head slightly. He could just see Elyssa out of the corner of his eye. She was still lying on her stomach, her face turned towards the three of them. Her eyes were shining and there was a small smile on her voluptuous lips.

As Qui-Gon’s cock pulsed in his mouth Xanatos could feel that he was getting ready to come. Xanatos himself was spiraling upwards towards his own pinnacle of ecstasy. Qui-Gon’s huge shaft was as hard as durasteel and Xanatos had his thumb and forefinger around the base, milking it as he continued to suck it.

Obi-Wan, meanwhile, was now driving his rock-hard shaft in and out of Xanatos’ rear with long, powerful strokes, his own precome providing the lubrication. Xanatos had his rear high and he spread his legs as Obi-Wan held him by the hips and pistoned his entire length deep into Xanatos, driving into him, pumping and thrusting.

Xanatos responded by meeting Obi-Wan’s thrusts, accepting his shaft; enjoying, wanting, needing Obi-Wan to invade him. Meanwhile, as Xanatos continued to suck on Qui-Gon’s shaft, he could see the Jedi Master was losing control. His head was thrown back, his throat working, his eyes tightly shut.

“Force!” he cried.

Amazingly, Qui-Gon’s shaft was becoming even larger. Xanatos sucked harder on it. Then he felt his own orgasm erupting and he exploded onto Qui-Gon’s stomach, the pulsations from his climax rhythmically squeezing his buttocks around Obi-Wan’s shaft.

Then Xanatos felt Obi-Wan’s cock swell and explode as he shot his seed deep into Xanatos. It was hot, like liquid fire and the feel of the young Jedi’s throbbing cock buried deep within him sent Xanatos to new heights of orgasm.

“Force, Xan!” Obi-Wan cried. “Oh, Force, this feels so good!”

Meanwhile, Qui-Gon’s shaft was now swelling as his orgasm consumed him. His cock was pulsating and throbbing as it pumped into Xanatos’ mouth and when he finally came, Qui-Gon’s ejaculation was huge, his seed splashing and spurting to the back of Xanatos’ throat.

“GODS!” Qui-Gon roared.

Obi-Wan’s shaft, meanwhile, was throbbing in unison with his orgasm as he remained inside Xanatos. Then, as his climax subsided, Obi-Wan pulled away from Xanatos. He collapsed, breathing heavily, onto his side next to Elyssa who reached over and began to stroke his heaving chest.

As Qui-Gon softened in his mouth, Xanatos pulled away slowly. Qui-Gon’s eyes were partly open as he gazed up at Xanatos. Then he reached up and gently stroked his cheek. Xanatos could not believe how much that meant to him. Before he knew what he was doing, he laid the side of his face against Qui-Gon’s thigh.

Qui-Gon stroked his hair and suddenly, it was twenty-five years ago and Xanatos was once again Qui-Gon’s young apprentice. He had hurt himself in the gym, sparring with some friends, and broken some ribs. Qui-Gon had come to him in the Temple infirmary. And then, as now, he had slowly stroked Xanatos’ hair. As Xanatos gazed over at Elyssa who was still caressing Obi-Wan’s chest, he looked into her eyes. She was smiling widely at him, her eyes full of warmth.

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A dawn bird trilled outside the window that led to Elyssa’s garden. She looked at the window. The sky was still dark, but dawn was not far off. She had fallen asleep in Obi-Wan’s arms. She looked over. Xanatos was asleep, his head resting on Qui-Gon’s stomach. However, the Jedi Master, whose hand lay on Xanatos’ head, was awake. He looked over at her and smiled. Elyssa returned his smile. Then, turning, she moved in Obi-Wan’s arm. He stirred, mumbled something in his sleep, then adjusted his arms about her.

Elyssa turned still more until she was facing Obi-Wan. Then she reached up and kissed his sleep-softened mouth. He returned her kiss, his eyes slowly opening. They kissed for a long moment, then Elyssa moved her hand slowly down Obi-Wan’s chest. She grazed it across his stomach, then, when she reached his shaft, she caressed the base of it, feeling it throb as she pumped the skin up and down over it.

Sighing, Obi-Wan turned on his back, pulling Elyssa over him. He opened his legs, his back arching as he thrust his hips up towards Elyssa’s hands. He then slipped his hands over her, touching her softly, caressing the curve of her hips, then the crease where her legs joined her mound. He slipped his fingers along her lowers lips, gently opening her, spreading her labia with the tip of his fingers.

Elyssa shuddered when he touched her clit, then moved his finger back and forth over it, never quite slipping it insider her, just tormenting her with its nearness. Then he stopped. He looked into her face.

“Move, love,” Obi-Wan said thickly. “Over my face. I want to taste you...lick you,” he went on, his voice demanding, needing.

Elyssa turned her body so that her face was still over his groin, but now her mound was over his face. She lowered herself slowly over him. Obi-Wan then reached up and wrapped his arms around her hips. He licked her from the back of her mound, then up and over her clit. Trembling, Elyssa pushed herself against his face as Obi-Wan slowly explored every inch of her sex with his mouth. She then lowered her mouth over onto his cock.

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Qui-Gon watched as Elyssa, who was on top of Obi-Wan, their faces locked over the other’s groins, sucked and licked at each other‘s sex. Their beautiful young bodies slid passionately together, their strangled cries and deep moans filling his senses. Then he felt Xanatos stir against him. Xanatos lifted his head sleepily and looked across at Elyssa and Obi-Wan. A slow, sly smile spread across his face. He looked up at Qui-Gon, his dark blue eyes smoldering.

“Don’t those two ever stop?” he asked him.

Qui-Gon laughed, then he shrugged. “I guess that’s what loves does to you.”

“Yeah,” Xanatos agreed. “Makes you want to fuck like Dalmarian rabbits.”

The two watched silently then Qui-Gon felt his cock hardening. Xanatos noted it too, for he turned his gaze away from Elyssa and Obi-Wan and looked up at his former master.

“Shall we?” he said, his smile open and seductive.

Qui-Gon laughed, then nodded. Xanatos turned and laid on his back. Qui-Gon moved over him, positioning himself so that his head was over Xanatos‘ groin, his cock over Xanatos‘ face. He then ran his hands down the younger man’s torso. He leaned down and licked slowly at Xanatos’ taut, lean stomach. The muscles in Xanato’s belly jerked. Then, moving further down, Qui-Gon kissed his shaft. Then he slid his hands under Xanatos’ firm buttocks, sliding his fingers into the crack, feeling the warmth and the dampness within. Xanatos squirmed beneath him.

“Yes, oh, yes,” he moaned.

Qui-Gon slowly drew Xanatos’ cock into his mouth at the same time that Xanatos swallowed his. Then Qui-Gon pulled back, swallowed, pulled back, swallowed, going up and down with his lips and mouth, sucking Xanatos so hard that the younger man was growling deep in his chest.

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Elyssa was sucking hard on Obi-Wan‘s shaft. Then, she heard a muffled sound. She pulled away and looked over. She saw that Qui-Gon and Xanatos were both awake. Her heart thumped as she saw they were now positioned exactly as she and Obi-Wan were; their faces over the other’s groin, their cocks moving in and out of the other’s mouth. Oh gods, she thought, this was too wild. She watched them for a long moment, then she felt Obi-Wan’s mouth licking insistently at her mound.

Elyssa turned back to Obi-Wan’s shaft. She ran her thumb over the tip of it, spreading the wetness of his pre-come all around it. Then she lowered her mouth and touched it with her tongue. His cock tasted salty and sweet with the musk of him. She lapped at the large head, then slid her tongue into the slit at the end.

Obi-Wan’s thighs tensed as Elyssa licked at the head. Then she sucked it between her lips. She felt Obi-Wan’ fingers spreading her open, the tip of his tongue running over her clit, flicking quickly at it as his fingers ran urgently around her labia.

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Qui-Gon moved his mouth from Xanatos’ cock. He nuzzled his face deep in the dark silky hair on his groin. He then moved his face between the cheeks of Xanatos’ buttocks. He flattened his tongue and ran it up and down the length of the crack before stopping at that tiny wrinkled opening. Qui-Gon them dove in, massaging it with his tongue, caressing the taut hard cheeks of Xanatos’ buttocks with his large hands.

Xanatos bucked, the sound he made around Qui-Gon’s shaft somewhere between an ecstatic cry and an agonized whimper. Qui-Gon plunged even deeper into Xanatos’ rear, eating away at him as if he were a starving man. Xanatos gyrated his hips in sync with Qui-Gon’s ministrations.

Then, Xanatos slipped his mouth from Qui-Gon’s cock. He moved his mouth down and began lapping frantically at his balls and rear. Soon the two were grinding their slippery torsos against one another, Qui-Gon eating and fingering Xanatos’ ass, Xanatos sucking and licking on Qui-Gon’s balls and rear.

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Elyssa continued to pump her mouth up and down on Obi-Wan’s shaft as she reached back for his testicles. Obi-Wan spread his legs wider. Elyssa pulled gently on his balls as she sucked his shaft in as deeply as she could. Her tongue flicked over the thick vein on the underside of it. Then she pulled her mouth up and rolled her tongue around the hot head. Obi-Wan moaned and Elyssa felt the vibrations between her thighs as he sucked greedily at her mound.

Her hands continued to stroke and pump him, her lips and tongue to suck and lick him. Then she moved her mouth from his shaft and leaned over far enough to take his balls into her mouth. She sucked each swollen orb into her mouth. Obi-Wan in response slid his tongue deeper into her.

Still latched onto each other, they rolled on their side, Elyssa’s arms tight around Obi-Wan’ hips as she pulled him harder onto her face. Obi-Wan did the same, his hands on her rear as he spread her cheeks apart. He ran his fingers up the crease of her ass, pressing against its opening. Elyssa lurched against his face, her bottom clenching around his questing finger as it circled the puckered entrance.

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Qui-Gon and Xanatos simultaneously moved their mouths from each other’s rear and slid them over their now throbbing cocks. Soon they became one feverish mass of flesh and heat, skin rubbing on skin, sweat dripping sweat, their bodies frenzied and frantic, pumping and gyrating.

They moved against each, their moans and smothered cries rising around them like a symphony of lust. Then, their bodies locked, their mingled moans of bliss vibrating through the room, they shot their loads into the other’s mouth. Together they spasmed against each other’s face, hands caressing, probing, stroking. They thrashed against each other for long moments, then with one last shudder, they released each other and collapsed, side by side, facing opposite directions, panting for their lives.
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Elyssa’s hips began to buck against Obi-Wan’s face as his fingers slid into her rear. He flicked his tongue back and forth across her clit as his hand caressed and teased her and, as he pleasured her, his shaft began to swell in her mouth as Elyssa’s finger probed deeper and deeper into his ass.

Obi-Wan groaned around her mound and Elyssa could feel his balls tightening against his groin. With a deep shudder, he suddenly came and his orgasm was so massive Elyssa’s throat was soon filled with his come.

Then, as she struggled to swallow it all, she also came, her hips jerking against his head, her mound grinding into his face. Elyssa could feel her wetness flowing out of her as Obi-Wan slurped eagerly at it. Finally, both slowly subsided, their mouths softly lapping at each other, their hands gently caressing.

Obi-Wan then pulled Elyssa around to face him, both their bodies covered in sweat. He ran his hands through her damp hair.

“Hmmm, that tasted good,” he murmured as he gazed hotly into her eyes.

She smiled and kissed him. “Yes, he did,” she said softly.

Then she looked over at Qui-Gon and Xanatos. Obi-Wan followed her gaze. The two were still on their sides, then Xanatos sat up and looked over at them, his dark blue eyes dark with satiation. His sultry gaze locked onto Obi-Wan. He then moved off the bed and walked around it until he was behind Obi-Wan.

“Get up, little brother.”

Obi-Wan looked up at Xanatos and frowned slightly. Xanatos took his shoulder and gently pushed him. Obi-Wan looked at Elyssa. She smiled at him.

“It’s okay, Obi-Wan. Do as he says.”

Obi-Wan lifted himself up and moved across Elyssa until he was next to Qui-Gon. Xanatos then slid behind Elyssa and slipped his arms around her. Obi-Wan looked at the two for a moment, his eyes questioning. Then Elyssa saw his eyes widen. Qui-Gon was sitting up and had moved behind him. Slowly, the Jedi Master wrapped his arms around Obi-Wan.

Elyssa drew in a sharp breath. She recalled Qui-Gon’s words months ago that he would never make love to Obi-Wan again for fear of losing him. She didn’t know why he had changed his mind, but apparently he had. Her breath quickened as she watched them.

Obi-Wan shivered, then he slowly turned around in Qui-Gon’s arms. The two looked at each for a long moment, then Qui-Gon lowered his head and kissed Obi-Wan. Then Qui-Gon pressed Obi-Wan gently onto the bed.

He kissed Obi-Wan’s neck, then slid down to Obi-Wan’s chest, his tongue slowly lapping over him. As he ran his tongue over Obi-Wan’s tight nipples, he slipped his hands beneath him and slowly began to massage his buttocks. Then Qui-Gon slid his mouth down further and licked at Obi-Wan’s taut muscular stomach, the tip of his tongue slipping along the ridges of his belly.

Obi-Wan sighed and stretched like a lazy cat. Qui-Gon moved further down, his mouth running along the border of Obi-Wan’s pubic area, his tongue whipping swiftly over the dark golden hairs. Obi-Wan moaned throatily. Then Qui-Gon placed light kisses along Obi-Wan’s inner thighs. Obi-Wan squirmed beneath him.

“Please, Master, don’t tease,” Obi-Wan begged.

Qui-Gon laughed softly, then he moved his head towards Obi-Wan’s erection. With a swift movement, he swallowed Obi-Wan’s entire shaft. Obi-Wan closed his eyes in blissful agony, his mouth working as Qui-Gon’s tongue lolled around his cock.

Then Qui-Gon turned Obi-Wan’s body and moved the younger Jedi over him, his mouth still locked on Obi-Wan’s crotch, his lips and throat sucking furiously on him. Now Qui-Gon’s huge cock was in Obi-Wan’s face. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and tentatively licked at it. He got a deep-throated moan in response.

He then lowered his head and drew Qui-Gon’s shaft into his mouth until his master’s pubic hair was tickling his nose. He pulled Qui-Gon’s cock in and out of his mouth, sucking and gripping furiously. Soon both men were moaning against each other as they sucked eagerly at each other. Elyssa thought she was going to faint she was so aroused by the sight.

Then, suddenly, Obi-Wan pulled his mouth away from Qui-Gon’s shaft.

“Master?”

Qui-Gon drew his mouth away from Obi-Wan.

“What, Padawan?” he asked out of breath.

“Make love to me.”

Qui-Gon hesitated for a moment, then quickly lifted Obi-Wan off him. He gently laid him on his stomach. He leaned down and reverently kissed Obi-Wan’s neck and shoulders. Obi-Wan shivered and sighed.

Then, slowly, Qui-Gon began to rub Obi-Wan’s hips. After a bit, he gently lifted and opened Obi-Wan’s legs. He moved one, then two fingers between the taut clefts of his buttocks. All the while he would occasionally lean over and kiss Obi-Wan along his neck. Elyssa could hear him whispering to Obi-Wan but she couldn’t make out the words.

Then Qui-Gon eased his cock between Obi-Wan’s taut muscular cheeks. He began to push, slowly but sensuously. Obi-Wan moaned desperately.

“Oh, don’t stop, Master. Please don’t stop.”

Qui-Gon stroked Obi-Wan’s back, then he increased the pace of his thrusts. He pushed deeper into him and Obi-Wan moaned and cried out in pleasure. Elyssa could see that Obi-Wan’s shaft was being rubbed against the bed as Qui-Gon pounded into him.

“Obi-Wan,” Qui-Gon gasped. “Oh, gods, my sweet Obi-Wan.”

Qui-Gon arched his broad back, the sweat dripping off his powerful body. Then he bent over, grabbed Obi-Wan’s face and turned it towards his. He kissed him passionately, then he moved back up, his hands gripping Obi-Wan’s hips. Then, with a low growl, he pushed into Obi-Wan, his hips bucking hard against him, his cock pulsing inside him.

“Yes, Master,” Obi-Wan cried. “Come for me. I want you to come for me, all inside me.”

Elyssa could see the muscles in Qui-Gon’s hips and thighs straining as he thrust harder into Obi-Wan. Then, suddenly, Qui-Gon let out a low animalistic cry, his entire body wracked with convulsions as he exploded within Obi-Wan. Immediately after Obi-Wan also cried out, his shaft spewing his seed onto the bed. Both men then twisted and turned against each other for long moments, incoherent strangled moans issuing from their throats. Then with a hoarse sigh, Qui-Gon tumbled onto Obi-Wan in a heap, his hair flowing across his face and over Obi-Wan’s head.

Elyssa heard Xanatos draw in a deep breath.

“Are you all right?” she asked as she turned her head and looked up at him, worried that he might be feeling jealous at the obvious passion Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan had shown towards each other during their lovemaking.

Xanatos looked down at her and smiled.

“Don’t worry about me, dove,” he whispered. “I know where I stand with Qui-Gon and who I am now.” Then he frowned slightly. “But what about you? You do love Obi-Wan, don’t you?”

Elyssa turned her head and looked over at Obi-Wan. Qui-Gon had rolled off him and was lying on the other side of him, his eyes closed. He looked as if he were sleeping. Then, as Elyssa continued to gaze at Obi-Wan, he slowly opened his eyes and looked deep into hers. Then he smiled and Elyssa’s heart swelled.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I love him.”

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The following morning as Qui-Gon, Xanatos and Obi-Wan made preparations to leave, Elyssa, as was her custom, was sitting in her tub, taking her morning bath. The morning sun shone through the windows of her bathroom. She sighed and slipped deeper into the water. She had to admit, she was a little sore after last night’s romp and this hot bath was just what she needed. Then she smiled softly. Not many women could say they’d spent the night with three Jedi.

She turned her head as the door to the bathroom opened.

“Ah, just as I’d imagined,” Xanatos said as he walked in. “The morning sun shining on your hair, your bare skin, the water slipping---”

Elyssa threw her bar of soap at him.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” she cried out.

Xanatos ducked and laughed. He bent down, picked up the soap and brought it over to the tub.

“Really, Elyssa,” he chided her as he put the soap back in the soap dish. “That’s very dangerous. What if someone had slipped on that?”

“I was hoping someone would,” she said.

Xanatos laughed, then leaned over and kissed her quickly on the lips.

“What was that for?” she asked.

“For last night.”

Elyssa sighed. “You Jedi are always thanking me for things you do on your own. I had nothing to do with what happened between you and Qui-Gon.” Then she smiled. “But I’m very glad I was a witness to it.” She stroked his cheek. He smiled broadly at her.

“What will happen now?” she asked. “Will you go back to the Temple.”

Xanatos shook his head. “No, that part of my life is over. Remember I still have a company to run. But, things will be different.”

“I’m glad, Xanatos. I’m very glad.”

Xanatos nodded. He ran his hand slowly through her bath water.

“And what about you?”

Elyssa looked curiously at him. “What do you mean?”

“You and Obi-Wan?”

Elyssa sighed and leaned back against the tub. “I don’t know, Xanatos. And maybe that’s for the best. I have my career and Obi-Wan....Obi-Wan has his destiny. If we’re meant to be together, then I trust the universe will provide a means for that to happen. If not,” and she shrugged her slender shoulders, “I won’t regret the time we have shared.”

Xanatos cupped her chin and stroked it. “Chin up and all that, eh?”

Elyssa nodded, her eyes bright.

“Yes, chin up.” Then she gently moved her face away from Xanatos’ hand.

“Are you taking Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon back to the capital?” she asked him.

Xanatos leaned back. “Yes. By the way, you’d better hurry. Their transport will be leaving in a few hours.”

“All right, just give me a couple of minutes.”

Xanatos nodded then stood and left the bathroom. Once the door was closed, Elyssa lowered her face into her hands and wept.

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The sun was high in the sky as the three prepared to leave. Elyssa had gotten out of the tub, put on some clothes and, to her delight, discovered that the three had prepared breakfast. They had then sat around the table, eating and laughing. Elyssa hadn’t said much, but she had listened joyfully as Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan and Xanatos had swapped stories about people they knew and things that had happened at the Jedi Temple. It had warmed her heart to see them all so comfortable with each other. But the morning had gone by swiftly, much too swiftly for Elyssa.

Now, she stood, her arms wrapped around Xanatos as she hugged him goodbye.

“Take care of yourself,” she said to him.

Xanatos stroked her cheek. “I will. And you do the same, dove. But, this isn’t a permanent goodbye, I hope?”

“No, not permanent. You and I still have a dom-jop game to finish.”

Xanatos winked. “You’re on.” Then he stepped back.

Elyssa turned to Qui-Gon. The Jedi Master hugged her tightly.

“Be well, Elyssa. And thank you.”

Elyssa rolled her eyes. “How many times do I have to say it. I didn’t do anything. But,” she added, her eyes shining, “you’re welcome just the same.”

Qui-Gon nodded, then stroked her chin. Then, her throat tightening, she turned towards Obi-Wan. He didn’t move towards her right away. They stood for a moment and stared at each other. Then Elyssa heard Xanatos opening the aircar door. He slid inside the driver’s seat and, out of the corner of her eye, she saw him tug on the sleeve of Qui-Gon’s robe. Qui-Gon turned and got into the aircar, shutting the door behind him.

Elyssa and Obi-Wan were now alone. Obi-Wan walked slowly over to her. She moved into his arms and laid her head on his chest.

“Elyssa---”

“You don’t have to say a word, Obi-Wan. I know. I know.”

He nodded, then he took her by the shoulders and pushed her back slightly. He looked into her eyes, his so full of warmth and tenderness Elyssa was afraid she was going to cry again. But she didn’t. She leaned up and kissed his mouth, her lips moving slowly and sweetly over his. They kissed for a long moment, then Elyssa pulled quickly away.

“Go now. You’re going to miss your transport,” she said, her throat so tight it hurt.

Obi-Wan squeezed her shoulders but didn’t move.

She pushed gently at him. “Go now, sweetness. Please.”

Obi-Wan nodded. Then he released her shoulders. As he opened the aircar door to get in, Elyssa called after him.

“Obi-Wan!”

Obi-Wan stopped and looked back at her.

“May the Force be with you” she said softly.

He nodded, gave her a big smile, his blue-gray eyes shining, then he got into the aircar, closing the door behind him. The aircar rose swiftly; then, with a soft purr of its engines, sped towards the capital.

“And may it watch over you, my love,” Elyssa said softly as she watched him disappear from her sight.

Finis

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