You awaken and it’s dark all around you. Where am I? You are thinking, as you realize you are in a strange room. Suddenly a voice comes from behind you. "Who are you?" it asks as a small light goes on, also from behind.

You turn to find yourself in a strange bedroom with stone walls and spartan furnishings. The light in the room is coming from a small recessed panel above the bed, and on that bed sits…no, it can’t be…must be dreaming! But, you have to stop and tell yourself that you certainly hope that you don’t wake up from this dream, because sitting on that bed before you is a very handsome, very naked Qui-Gon Jinn, Jedi Master!

"Who are you?" he asks again. You just continue to stand at the foot of his bed and stare stupidly at him. "Where did you come from?" he then asks.

You finally look him in the eye and try to formulate an answer. "Um…well…I guess I’m dreaming, because there is no way that I could really be here."

He gives you a strange look, and then you notice his eyes as they travel down your body. You look down at yourself and realize that you a wearing your white nightgown, which is very wet and very transparent. Blushing, you look back up at him to see that he has slid down to the foot of the bed. You blush even more, when you see that he is completely nude, now that the bedcovers have been pushed aside. "I…um…don’t understand any of this," you stammer as he reaches out to touch your hand, and you realize that he is VERY real.

"Did Obi-Wan send you here to tempt me?" Qui-Gon asks, looking up into your eyes with a small smile on his handsome face.

"What? Obi-Wan…where…I mean…what?" you continue to stammer.

"No matter," he replies. "A very pleasant surprise, no matter how you came to be here," he finishes.

He reaches out to touch you again, and you shiver, realizing that you are a bit chilled. He smiles up at you again and pulls you closer to him. He sits on the foot of the bed and pulls you toward him until you are standing between his spread legs. Leaning forward, he lowers his head to your breasts, and your mind reels when you feel his warm mouth pressing against your chilled flesh, through the wet cotton covering your body. His tongue flicks your hardened nipple and shivers run through your body. This has to be the most vivid dream you can ever remember having.

His arms slide around your back as he continues to pull on your nipple with his teeth and lips. You roll your head back on your shoulders, and you can’t stop your hands from reaching up to grasp the sides of his head, your fingers tangling themselves into his long, soft hair. He moves his head to your other breast to give it the same treatment as its mate. Suddenly you yelp as you feel his teeth take a rather sharp nip of your skin. With a chuckle, he moves his hands down your body and begins to bunch up your nightgown into his fists, pulling it back up your body. He pulls away from you and lifts it over your head, dropping it to the floor.

He once again lowers his head to your breasts and begins to bathe you, his tongue making leisurely circles on your flesh. Oh God, you think as your body begins to shake. His hand sneaks around your waist and moves to the juncture at the top of your thighs. You gasp aloud and tighten your hold on his head as you feel his large hand cup your soft curls, his fingers teasing you. Now he is mimicking the movements of sex as his fingers move in and out of you, and you begin to ride his hand, in your own mimicking of sex. His thumb begins to tease your clit, and your movements against him become increasingly frenzied. He continues to suck on your breasts as he ruthlessly pleasures you with his very strong and talented fingers. Suddenly, you explode with a breathless scream, as you feel the tension inside of you give way, and your juices flood his hand.

You collapse, bonelessly, to the floor in front of him. As you try to catch your breath and collect your thoughts, you look up to see that he is indeed still there before you. This is some kind of dream, you think, as you look into his twinkling blue eyes. He smiles at you, and reaches out to caress your cheek. You lower your eyes as you rest your face, momentarily, against his large, warm palm. From beneath your lashes you see his rather large member mere inches from your face, and a devilish twinkle enters your own eyes. This is the best dream I’ve ever had. Might as well take full advantage, you think as you briefly lick your lips. Getting to your knees, you glance up to see him watching you, his expression telling you that he knows exactly what you’re thinking. With a small grin, you lower your head to his lap and teasingly flick your tongue over the swollen head of his cock. His moan brings a smile to your face as you lower your mouth over him and take him between your lips, sliding them down his pulsing shaft as far as they’ll go. You feel his hands in your hair as you begin to slide your mouth up and down him, pausing to flick your tongue against the sensitive underside of the head. The only sounds you hear are his harsh breaths and the wet sounds of your mouth as you eagerly suck him.

Suddenly, Qui-Gon pushes your mouth off of him, and you look up at him questioningly. Without a word, he pulls you to your feet and spreads your legs until you are straddling his. You lean down to kiss him deeply as he positions you above his raging cock. He lowers you onto him, and you break away from his mouth to gasp aloud as you feel him enter you. You can feel him pushing into you, stretching you to your limits. With a quick upward thrust, he is firmly embedded in you, and you moan aloud at the sensation. He slides back a bit on the bed, allowing you to rest your knees on the mattress on either side of him. Again claiming his mouth, you begin to move on him, rotating your hips on him as he thrust up into you. Your hands slide over one another’s sweat slicked skin, as your movements become frenetic and furious. You ride him hard and fast, loving the feel of his large hardness sliding in and out of your tight warmth. Your harsh, ragged breaths mingle as your movements become jerky and disoriented. Suddenly, he tenses beneath you and shouts his release as his come fills you, and overflows as you continue to move on him. You quickly follow him with your own release, and you scream his name as you arch your back and grab his shoulders, digging your nails into his skin.

You lay across his chest as you try to catch your breath. He is still inside you, and you can feel his heart racing beneath your cheek, as his hands caress your hair. You lay in his arms until you both drift off to sleep, his scent in your nose, his sweat on your skin, his hands in your hair.

Bbbbbbrrrrriiiinnnnnggggg! You roll over and smack your alarm clock impatiently. Damn! It’s time to get up, and you were having such a good dream too. You sit up and realize that you are completely naked. Looking around, you realize that your favorite nightgown is missing. You push back your covers to get out of the bed, and you notice that your feet are dirty, with little smudges of mud and grass stains on them. You then reach up to find that your hair is a little damp. What the hell? You begin to think. You stumble into the bathroom and turn on the light. Looking in the mirror at yourself, your face flushes when you see the tiny bite mark on you breast. Oh. My. God!

DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction written in appreciation of Star Wars; to promote the franchise and to keep it alive. All characters and settings are copyright to Lucasfilm, Ltd. The rest is copyright to the author.