Scandal

Author: Lanna C email: dewlannaa@hotmail.com
Archive: ok
Disclaimer: All characters except Tsalia Kai are borrowed
and will be returned unharmed.
Pairing: Q/f
Rating: NC-17
Summary: # 14 of the Qui-Gon/Lia series. A woman from
Qui-Gon's past shows up.
Feedback: "You may fire when ready."

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Tsalia Kai trudged wearily toward her quarters in the Jedi
Temple. On her back was a pack filled with personal items,
in her hands she carried a small, yet heavy, crate filled with
Jedi artifacts for Master Yoda's musuem. 

She had just returned from a purchasing mission on the
windswept world of Rena. Rena, a small planet only a
short hyperspace jump from Coruscant, had been populated 
ages ago by smugglers and pirates looking to make an "honest"
living. Hard to find items from all over the galaxy could be bought
or sold here, no questions asked.

As on all of her assignments, Lia had been accompanied by
a Jedi Knight. This time it had been Raz Chonko, a serious
young man who had just passed his trials. 

The trip to Rena had worn out the young woman. Even with Raz
taking the lead, the powerful winds that blew across the planet's 
surface made walking a nearly impossible task for Lia. Her face
and hands were raw, her eyes red and scratchy from the 
bombardment of dirt that was carried on the wind. Her ears 
rang from the howling gusts, as loudly as if she were still there.

As the door to her quarters came into view, Lia's quickened
her pace. She could not wait to have a long hot soak in her
over sized tub. She had not been able to get all of the dirt
from her hair in the ship's fresher unit and it was starting to
make her scalp itch.

She entered her quarters surprised to see Qui-Gon sittting
on the sofa with a woman. A beautiful woman who was obviously
quite taken with him. 

"Lia!" Qui-Gon said rising and hurrying over to her. He took the
crate from her and set it down, then helped her slip off the pack
from her back. He kissed her tenderly, then whispered, "Are
you all right? You look exhausted." She nodded, forcing a
smile. Qui-Gon put an arm around her shoulders and steered
her toward the sofa. The woman stood as they approached.
Lia felt an instant dislike for her. She was older than Lia, tall, 
blonde and very curvy. "Karami Gorxix, this is Tsalia Kai. Lia, 
Karami and I are old friends." 

The two women nodded politely to each other. "Qui-Gon has
told me so much about you. You are just as I pictured you."
Karami Gorxix said, taking in Lia's haggard appearance.

"Just how old of friends are you?" Lia asked, her voice hoarse
from the shouting she had to do on Rena to make herself 
heard. I can play this game too, she thought.

Qui-Gon was surprised by the hostility he felt flowing between
the two women, but found their repartee amusing. He was 
about to comment when his comlink sounded. "If you ladies
will excuse me, I'll take this in the other room."

"I hope you won't take it too hard when he leaves you," the
older woman hissed when Qui-Gon had left, "now that I'm
back he won't have time for children."

Lia had a strong desire to drag that woman out of her home
by her long blonde hair, but instead she replied evenly, "We
will see."

"You should know, little girl, that I'm used to getting what I
want."

"And you should know this is my home, and in my home I
get what I want and what I want right now is for you to leave.
Bye bye!" Lia escorted the woman to the door.

"Do tell Qui-Gon I'll be in touch." Karami Gorxix said from
the corridor.

"That's probably what I'll do." Lia said to herself after the 
door had slid shut.

"Did Karami leave?" Qui-Gon had emerged from the
bedroom.

"Yes, she had to go." 

"Good. Now I can greet you properly." He engulfed her
in a tight embrace, kissing her passionately. "I've missed
you. I was surprised to find you gone when Obi-Wan and
I returned."

It felt wonderful to be in his arms again, she had missed
him so much. Her fatigue returned, making her feel weepy.
Her voice cracked as she spoke, "I missed you too."

"Is something wrong?" 

She shook her head no against his chest, "I'm just tired."

"Let's get you to bed then." He took her into his arms and
headed for the bedroom.

"I've got to have a bath first my hair is so dirty."

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Qui-Gon helped Lia into the steaming bath water, then
disrobing, climbed in behind her. He could feel her 
exhaustion and her struggle to keep from crying. "Just
relax," he soothed, "I'll take care of everything."

He pulled her back to rest against his chest then began
wetting her hair. The hot water on her scalp had a tranquilizing
effect on her. She closed her eyes, lost in the sensation.

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Qui-Gon climbed into bed beside the sleeping form. Lia
had fallen asleep in the tub. He had washed and dried
her and carried her to bed. It pained him to see her so
worn out. She seemed so small and vulnerable, like she
had after .... he couldn't finish the thought. That had been
such an ordeal for her, he would forever marvel at her
strength.

Using the Force, he covered their naked bodies with a
sheet as he took Lia in his arms. 

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Lia opened her eyes, her head rested on Qui-Gon's
chest while her right leg lay nestled between his legs.
She had no memory of how she got to bed the night
before. The last thing she remembered was how
wonderful Qui-Gon's hands felt as they worked shampoo
into her hair. 

She loved laying with him like this. His body heat radiated
through her, fueling the desire she felt for him. She took in
the long lean frame, so powerful, so perfect. Lia flushed
with longing as her eyes fell on Qui-Gon's penis. Even
flacid it was an intimidating sight. Taking the soft member 
in her hand she stroked it gently.

"Mmmm," moaned the waking Jedi, kissing Lia on the top of her
head. He watched as her small hand caressed his now
stiffened organ. His right hand squeezed her buttocks
causing her to grind her hips into him. The magnitude of
love and passion she sent to him through their link overwhelmed
him. He grasped the back of her head with his left hand,
pulling her into a fevered kiss.

Lia straddled Qui-Gon's waist as they kissed hungrily. His
hands groped frantically at her body, while her's were lost
in his silky mane. She whimpered into his mouth as his
fingers found there way into her wet opening.

Gasping for air, she broke their kiss as he brought her to
orgasm with his hand. Wave after wave of her sweetness
flowed over Qui-Gon's fingers. Removing his hand, he 
spread the juices over Lia's taught nipples. She purred
at his touch, then in a rush, grasped the base of his thick
cock and lowered herself on it. They moaned in unison
at the pleasure they felt.

Qui-Gon sat upright, gripping Lia's waist to keep himself
buried inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and
started to rock her hips over his. She moaned again as
his engorged penis hit all the right places.

Qui-Gon's control was at an end. Lia's movements as 
she ground him into her and her into him were driving him
mad. Her eyes were clouded with lust, her breasts seemed
to call to him as her body moved. Her hands roamed his
shoulders, then his face and hair and Qui-Gon snapped.
He took one of Lia's nipples into his mouth and began to
feed hungrily on it. He moved fiercly from one breast to the
other and back again, lapping, sucking and biting.

Lia twined her fingers tighter in Qui-Gon's hair as he began
to thrust inside her. She held his head tight against her bosom
as he continued his assault on her breasts. She felt herself 
ready to come again, the tension building. She was moaning
louder and louder as it approached and then her head flew
back and she shrieked as another powerful orgasm rocked
her.

Qui-Gon forced Lia back on the bed and began pumping
forcefully into her. Sweat dripped from his body as he drove
faster and harder. Lia's nails dug into his back, sending
him over the edge. He roared, exploding inside her body, filling
her with a firey heat. A couple more jerky thrusts followed before
Qui-Gon collapsed in a heap at Lia's side.

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Qui-Gon pressed the chime at Karami's apartment door.
One of her servants had hand delivered a message to him
asking that he come right away on an urgent matter.

A young man answered the door. "Yes?" 

"Qui-Gon Jinn to see Lady Gorxix."

"Master Jinn," the young man bowed his respect to the Jedi,
"follow me please." 

Qui-Gon was led through the lavishly decorated suite to
a small sitting room. Karami Gorxix sat waiting on a plush 
sofa dressed in a translucent pale blue gown. "Thank you
Mirq, you may go now." She said, rising. When the young 
man had gone she continued, "I knew you would come to
me Qui-Gon." She pressed her body into his, wrapping her
arms around his neck.

Qui-Gon was not in the mood for her games. "Karami," he
said, slipping out of her embrace, "is this why you asked me
here?"

"You always were the clever one." Moving in close, she began
running her hands over his chest appreciatively.

Removing the woman's hands from his body, Qui-Gon continued,
"I told you the other day this was not going to happen. I'm with Lia
now. I love Lia."

"That girl is a child. You need a woman. I still remember what
you like." She reached out to touch him again.

Qui-Gon stopped her, catching her hand before it reached it's
target. "Karami!" He struggled to control his growing anger, "I
put off an appointment with Master Yoda because of your urgent
message."

"But my needs are urgent," she purred, pressing into him again.

Qui-Gon backed away, heading for the door. He was not getting
through to her and his anger threatened to come to a head.

"You cannot leave! I will not be refused!" She shouted, following
him through the door and back through the apartment.

Servants ducked out of the way as Qui-Gon stormed toward
the exit, Karami yelling at him, close behind. "You'll regret
this Qui-Gon, I promise you that!"

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Lia looked up from the library's front desk to see Qui-Gon
striding toward her. She didn't need their link to know something
was wrong.

"Can we go somewhere to talk?" He asked, taking her hand.

After calling Brum to watch the desk, Lia led the Jedi master to
an empty corner of the library. "What's the matter?"

Qui-Gon took Lia's small hands in his. "I have arranged for
you to have an escort for a little while."

"What? Why?" She blurted.

"Well," he began "I seem to have made an enemy of Karami
and I would feel better if you weren't alone. Ever. She comes
from a powerful family that has been known to operate on the
wrong side of the law on occasion. I have spoken to Master Yoda
about this and he agrees with me. It probably won't be for very
long and I don't think anything will happen, but just in case, Raz
Chonko will be accompanying you wherever you go." He knew
Lia would not be happy about this and waited for her reaction.
She threw her arms around his neck, kissing him happily.
This was not what he had expected.

"You turned her down didn't you." She stated gleefully.

"How did you know?"

"Oh honestly Qui-Gon, you can be so clueless sometimes."
Lia laughed, kissing him again.

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A few days later Qui-Gon, Lia and Obi-Wan were sharing a
quiet dinner in Lia's quarters when Yoda came to the door.

"Made her move the Gorxix woman has." The wisened Jedi
stated activating the view screen in the wall. "Watch."

The four of them watched in silence as the Republic News
anchor spoke. "News from the Senate District today is of the
woman, shown here," Karami Gorxix' sobbing image appeared 
behind the news anchor, "who claims to have had the love child
of renowned Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn. Karami Gorxix, daughter
of financier Rami Gorxix, says her fifteen year old son Mirq needs
a father's guidance. We spoke with the woman earlier today."

"I'll bet they did!" Lia said contemptuously.

The image behind the newscaster came to life as Karami Gorxix
began her tale. She struggled through fits of tears to tell how her
son loved his father and wanted to be with him in spite of
the way he had been neglected by him his whole life. "Please
Qui-Gon if you see this, do not disappoint your son again!"

Yoda switched off the view screen, "More there is but seen
enough you have I think. Running all day this report has been."
Obi-Wan and Lia began to speak loudly at the same time. "Help
that does not!" The old master added.

Qui-Gon took Lia's hand, squeezing it tightly he spoke, "I am
sorry to have brought this on the Temple, Master."

"You shouldn't be sorry Master!" Obi-Wan burst out, "With your
implant you couldn't be that boy's father!"

"Calm yourself Padawan," instructed Qui-Gon, "You are right I
can not be the boy's father, but you must remember that the
public in general have no knowledge of the spermicidal implant
placed in male Jedi. Karami knows I am not the father of that boy.
I doubt that he is even her offspring. Her only aim is to dishonor
me and bring scandal to the Jedi."

"A good job of that she has done." Yoda said. "Bombarded with
messages of concern over the boy's welfare the Supreme
Chancellor's office has been. Receiving them now the Temple is
as well. Make this go away soon you must."

"Yes my Master." Qui-Gon said quietly.

The diminutive Jedi hopped down from the chair he had been
occupying and left quietly.

The three of them remained silent for some time before it was
broken by Lia, "I know that a Jedi does not seek revenge
Qui-Gon, but you cannot let her get away with this!" At times
like these Lia doubted she could ever have been a Jedi.

Qui-Gon kissed the fingers of the hand he had been holding,
he sensed the same feelings coming from Obi-Wan but knew
the apprentice would not voice them. "Do not worry, I am certain
a solution will present itself."

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Qui-Gon had been correct, that very evening Chancellor Valorum
had put him in contact with a surveillance specialist by the name
of Tor Berrn. Berrn had outfitted the Jedi with a contact lens that
would pick up everything the wearer saw and heard. At a signal
from Qui-Gon, an aid in Valorum's office would contact the news
services who had run the Gorxix story with the signal vector that
would allow them to broadcast the lens' input. Qui-Gon did not
want to hurt Karami but saw this as the quickest way to put an end
to the mess she had caused.

Outside of her door, Qui-Gon contacted Obi-Wan along their
link, setting things in motion.

This time Karami answered the door herself, beckoning him
inside with a wave of her arm. She wore a yellow dressing gown
tied at the waist. "Hello lover," she said closing the gap between 
them. 

"Where's Mirq?" The Jedi master asked.

"What? Who cares," the tall woman pressed her body into
Qui-Gon's.

He pushed her back carefully, "I came to see my son."

Karami Gorxix laughed, "You did not. I know what you came
here for." She pulled the sash of her dressing gown allowing
it to fall open. She was naked beneath the gown.

"Karami stop!" Qui-Gon bellowed. This was going too far. He
had to end it now. "Where is my son? Where's Mirq?"

"What are you playing at Qui-Gon? You know you have no
son. You didn't take that news report seriously did you? I was
just having a bit of fun at your expense, that's all." She moved
closer again. "I know another game we can play now."

Qui-Gon moved swiftly to activate the view screen on the wall.
It came to life at once showing Karami herself from as Qui-Gon
was seeing her.

She closed her robe immediately. "What..." Her voice echoed
on screen and realization hit her. Her face turned red with anger,
"You........How dare.......!" She stopped speaking and began to
throw things at the Jedi master.