Sparks

Author: Lanna C.
email: dewlannaa@hotmail.com
Archive: sure
Disclaimer: All characters but Tsalia Kai are borrowed from Lucas
and will be returned unharmed.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/f
Summary: Qui-Gon falls for a woman he feels is too young for him.
Feedback: Always welcome

Qui-Gon Jinn stood out of sight in the cavernous Jedi training
room watching his apprentice sparring with a friend.The two
seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely. He liked seeing
Obi-Wan relaxed and having fun. He could be such a serious
young man. Then Qui-Gon noticed Obi-Wan's partner, she
was quite skilled with a lightsaber but her style differed from most
of the other Padawans. She was less fluid in her movements but
still quite effective, scoring several touch points against Obi-Wan.
The living Force was strong in her, she practically glowed with it, 
he thought. He found himself unable to take his eyes off her.
She had a small but shapely build and her snug outfit hugged 
every curve. She had an easy laugh and a smile that made his 
heart beat faster. I've got to stop staring, he thought, but still he
watched. He wanted to touch her, to hold her, to...What am I
thinking! This girl is someone's Padawan! Control yourself, you
are a Jedi Master not a school boy, he told himself. Still he could
not tear himself away. She jumped and slashed, then crouched
and slashed. Obi-Wan blocked each blow then attacked with
two quick swings at her right and one to her left. He scored a
touch point on her left shoulder and the two burst into laughter.
She shook her finger at him, leaped in the air and slashed
downward with her lightsaber touching his neck and scoring 
the winning blow. Qui-Gon watched them power down their
lightsabers and was turning to leave when Obi-Wan made eye
contact with him. He must have sensed my presence when their
match ended. He will be expecting me to speak with him now, 
he thought. I've got to stay focused and keep my feelings for this
girl buried.

Qui-Gon approached the two as leisurely as he could manage.
He forced himself to concentrate on Obi-Wan's performance.
"You let your guard down Padawan." He said when he reached
them.

"Yes Master." said Obi-Wan, "Master have you met Lia?"

Qui-Gon looked at the girl and saw her eyes for the first time.
They sparkled blue, focus, he told himself. "I don't believe I've
had the pleasure." he said.

She extended her hand to him and said, "Tsalia Kai, Master 
Jinn, but everyone calls me Lia. Obi-Wan has told me much 
about you." He's magnificent, she thought, and so big!

He took the extended hand, it was so small and pretty, "I'm
happy to meet you Lia. I watched you sparring with Obi-Wan
just now, you have quite an interesting style. May I ask who your
master is?" He reluctantly let go of her hand.

"I'm not an apprentice, Master Jinn," she said smiling up at him
"Master Yoda hired me to modernize the temple library." His
hand was so nice and warm, she thought, his eyes look like
they can see into my soul, his voice is so silky and sexy and his
scent, intoxicating. She felt her face getting hot.

"Knowing the library as I do, that should prove quite a challenge,"
he said with a grin. He caught sight of Obi-Wan looking impatient
and added, " I was on my way to the meditation chambers when
I stopped by, so I'll get out of here and let you two get back to 
work." I really need to meditate now, he thought.

"It was nice to meet you, Master Jinn," she called as he started
to walk away.

He turned around and said, "Qui-Gon will do fine," and left.

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Qui-Gon entered one of the vacant meditation chambers.
"Qui-Gon Jinn number seven," he said as he pressed the
button that slid the door closed. The chamber instantly
transformed into a grassy meadow surrounded by a thickly
wooded forest with a small stream winding it's way through the
middle. He removed his brown robe and lay down in the soft
computer generated grass. This was his favorite meditation
program, just what he needed to calm himself and put the girl,
Lia, out of his head. He closed his eyes, the sun overhead
warmed his body, he listened as the birds sang and the water
rushed downstream. It was so peaceful. He called on the Force,
willed it to envelope him. He felt his body relax with the flow of the
Force around and through him. In his mind he saw someone 
approaching. It was Lia. She wore a flowing, almost transparent 
white gown with nothing underneath. She seemed to be walking
toward him in slow motion. He watched her breasts bob slightly
with each step. Her nipples were hard. He could see the dark
triangle of her pubic hair. Without thinking he put his handin his
pants and started slowly stroking his engorged penis. Her brown
hair hung down her back in loose curls. She was smiling at him,
her eyes clouded with lust. His strokes were not slow any more.
"Qui-Gon," she whispered as she reached up and gently 
touched the side of his face with her hand. He was pumping
furiously now. "Lia!" he shouted as his orgasm exploded inside 
his pants. 

His eyes jerked open. He was still lying in the meadow, sweat 
covering his body and his hand was still in his pants. Lia was
never here. Even the Force could not help him put her out of his
mind. He stood, gathered his robe, wiped his hand on his pants
and made a mental note to keep his robe closed all the way
back to his quarters. "End Qui-Gon Jinn number seven," he
said as he exited the chamber.

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Lia Kai eased herself slowly into the steaming tub. It was at this
time of the day when she was most grateful to have been
issued these quarters. It's previous occupant had been a Mon
Calamarian who'd had this enormous tub installed. It was easily
large enough for four people to lay side by side in. Most nights
she would soak after her workout and think about her plans for
the library or about Master Yoda's pet project, but tonight all she
could think of was Qui-Gon Jinn. His penetrating gaze. His
sexy, almost hypnotic voice. His build, his scent. She ached
for him so much she wanted to cry. She rested her head on the
back of the tub and closed her eyes. She imagined a naked
Qui-Gon Jinn lowering himself into the tub beside her. His 
hardening penis pressing against her thigh as their lips met in
a passionate kiss. She teased her clitoris with her fingers while
her phantom lover nibbled at her earlobe. She could almost feel
his lips making a trail of kisses down her neck. Lia squeezed
and rolled her hard nipples with her fingers as she imagined
Qui-Gon sucking on one first then the other. One hand returned
to her clitoris while she inserted two fingers of the other hand into
her slick opening. She pumped in time with her imagined lover,
moaning as she neared her climax. Her hands were working
furiously as she imagined Qui-Gon pistoning into her, pushing
her quickly over the edge. "I need a man," she said aloud as
her body started to relax. 

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The next day Qui-Gon found himself appologizing to Obi-Wan
more than once for his impatience, and for his lack of 
concentration. Lia was on his mind constantly. He had not
slept well during the night for thinking of her, nor had he been
able to find the solace of the Force in meditation. Masturbating
when he saw her in the meditation chamber last night had
only fueled his desire. Tonight he decided to skip the chambers
and he certainly couldn't go to the training room, she could be
there with Obi-Wan again. He decided to walk in the Temple
gardens, perhaps that would help him relax enough to get a
good nights sleep.

It was twilight in the gardens when Qui-Gon arrived. Hidden
illumination banks dimmed in the cavernous garden area in 
time with the setting of Coruscant's sun. It was easy to forget
you were indoors here amongst the varied trees and plantlife.
Qui-Gon was especially fond of the forested areas that
surrounded the more formal gardens. He could almost always
walk amongst the tall trees without seeing anyone. Tonight
was no exception. He wandered through the trees for almost 
two hours, soaking in the living Force, listening to the small 
creatures who made their homes there, and trying not to think
of Lia. Finally he decided to return to his quarters. He was
feeling fairly relaxed. Maybe I'll be able to get some sleep
tonight, he thought. He exited the wooded area, and entered
one of the small flowered areas and stopped short. There 
before him was Lia Kai sitting on a bench with Master Yoda,
laughing at something he had said. How beautiful she looks
in the artificial moonlight, he thought. She was wearing a long
white dress. Not revealing like the one he "saw" her in last
night, just a plain loose fitting dress with a pink sash tied
around her small waist. Just radiant!, he thought. It was all he
could do to keep himself from taking her in his arms right 
now, in front of Master Yoda.

"Qui-Gon," the elder Master said, looking intently at the tall 
Jedi.

"Good evening, Master," he said, "Lia, it's nice to see you
again." She smelled of Alderaanian orchids, he thought. His
heart started pounding faster.

"Hello again, Qui-Gon," she said, smiling. Why does he have
to be so handsome, she thought, and smell so good. She felt
herself blushing again. Hopefully it was dark enough so that
no one would notice.

"Met you have already, I see," Yoda said. "Then a favor I
would ask of you Qui-Gon."

Qui-Gon reluctantly tore his gaze away from Lia and
looked at his old master. "Of course, my Master," he said,
"Anything."

"Mind would you escorting Miss Kai to her quarters? A
prior commitment have I just now remembered," Yoda
said as he rose from the bench.

"Certainly," he said with a slight bow to his master, he
extended his hand to Lia and said, "Shall we?"

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As he walked Lia down one the Temple corridors that led
to the wing where the non-jedi employees were housed,
Qui-Gon drank in her scent. His sleeve would brush against
her dress every so often, sending sparks of excitement
through his body. He longed to put his arm around her 
small waste as they walked together. Or touch one of
the soft brown curls that hung loose down her back.
She is so lovely, he thought to himself. "How are things
coming along at the library?" he asked.

"Quite well," she answered, it was the first thing he'd 
said since they'd left the garden. "I've installed a system
of holo-librarians that can take you to the information or
holo you need. All you have to do is tell them what you
are looking for and then follow them to it."

"That sounds most interesting," he said smiling at her.

He smiled, she thought, I've never seen him do that
before. It makes him look even more handsome. She
wanted to throw herself at him. "You must come and 
see it for yourself. I'll make sure you get one that doesn't
walk through the shelving units," she added. He almost
chuckled at that and she thought her knees would give
out. She then realized that they had passed her quarters.
Without thinking she stopped suddenly, grabbing his
arm. "I'm sorry," she said, still holding his arm, "We
passed my rooms. I guess I wasn't paying attention." 
His arm muscle was rock solid, she reluctantly released 
him.

"No harm done," he said, feeling his penis hardening
because of her touch.

They retraced their steps and were soon in front of Lia's
quarters. "Thank you for walking me home," she said 
as she punched in the code to open her door. "I'd never
been to the gardens before, I'm sure it would have taken
me forever to find my way." 

"It was my pleasure," he said. Her scent wafted from her
quarters as the door slid open. How he longed to touch her.

"I'm going to put on a pot of tea, would you like to come in
for a cup?" She asked, desparate to find a way of keeping
him near. 

"Perhaps another time," he replied. Was that disappointment
he saw flash across her face? He would love to take her up
on her offer, but he did not trust himself to be alone with her.
It would not be proper, he told himself, she's hardly more than
a child.

"Thank you again, Qui-Gon," she said, hitting the release 
button that slid the door closed between them. She leaned
back against the door after it had closed and let herself slide
down to sit on the floor. "Why would he want to have tea with
me anyway?" she said quietly to herself, "He could have tea
or anything else with anyone in the galaxy."

Qui-Gon felt a rush of excitement when she spoke his name.
He wanted so badly to ring her door chime and tell her he had
changed his mind, but he folded his arms inside the sleeves
of his robe and headed off in the direction of his own quarters
instead.

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Over the next few days Lia threw herself into her work, often
staying very late at the Temple library. It didn't keep her from
thinking about or longing for Qui-Gon Jinn, but at least she 
didn't see him anywhere. Obi-Wan had been after her to train
with him again, she had turned him down the past few nights.
Tonight she took him up on it. She needed to get out of the library
and get some exercise. Her lightsaber skills were rusty and
Obi-Wan was always fun to be with.

Qui-Gon tried to avoid going anywhere he thought he might run
into Lia. He hadn't even been back to a meditation chamber since
the vision he'd had of her the other night. He had hardly been able
to meditate at all in fact. The harder he tried to push Lia out of his
thoughts, the more she seemed to haunt him. He had been short
with Obi-Wan, always appologizing afterwards. He sensed that
Obi-Wan still felt hurt so he decided he would talk to him. It was
evening and Qui-Gon knew where he would be. Ever the good 
padawan, when Obi-Wan was free of training for the day he would
find someone to sparr with in the training room.

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Qui-Gon quietly entered the training room, there were only a few 
people there. At the far end he saw Obi-Wan, lightsaber in hand.
Lia was with him Qui-Gon knew even though her back was to him.
He could sense the living Force flowing through her. He quietly
made his way across the expansive room. His heart beating faster
the closer he came to her. He was here to speak with Obi-Wan he
reminded himself. Lia's long brown curls were gathered up in a tail
that bounced as she moved. She wore a tight fitting, sleeveless
white shirt and baggy tan pants tied around her waist. He could
see the sweat soaking through the back of her shirt. He thought 
of taking her here, right now, on the floor. He felt that all too familiar
arousal in his groin. I'm here for Obi-Wan, he thought.

Suddenly Obi-Wan made a high leap over Lia's head, to come at
her from behind. She spun in time to block his attack, but was
distracted for just a split second by the sight of Qui-Gon approaching
Obi-Wan's blue blade sliced down hard, burning her left shoulder.
Had he known she would not block him he would have barely
touched the blade to her skin.

When the blade hit she let out a cry of pain and fell to her knees.
Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon were there in an instant. "I'm sorry!" 
Obi-Wan said, horror in his face.

"Don't be," she said, as Obi-Wan helped her up. "It's my own
fault. I lost my focus for a second."

"Let me look at it." Qui-Gon said. It had blistered over already.
Even at it's lowest setting a lightsaber could still cause a painful
burn. He knew she was trying to hide the pain. He put his hand
on Obi-Wan's shoulder and sent reassuring thoughts to him as 
he said,"Take her to a healer Obi-Wan, I'll gather your things."

"Oh, I don't think..." she started.

"Now." He said leaving no room for argument.

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Qui-Gon walked through a corridor that led to Lia's quarters
carrying a small wooden container. Obi-Wan had informed
him that she would not see a healer for a "little burn" as she
called it. Before leaving, Qui-Gon took the opportunity to
appologize to Obi-Wan for the way he had been acting lately.
He made sure that he knew it had nothing to do him.

Qui-Gon rang the door chime. Lia answered the door wearing
a short lightweight robe tied at the waist. Remember why you are
here, he told himself. "May I come in?" he asked.

"Of course," she replied, suprised to see him.

"Obi-Wan told me you refused to go to the healer. I felt
responsible for your getting hurt. If I hadn't...."

"It wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have let myself be distracted so
easily," she interupted.

"Still I'd like to have a look at your shoulder and put some of this
on it, if I may," he said removing the lid and holding out the
wooden jar for her to see.

"I guess," she said, "What is that stuff?"

"A balm I got on Kaashyyyk. It will take the heat out of your burn."

She widened the opening of her robe exposing her bare
shoulder. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears. As he
gently removed the bacta patch she closed her eyes drinking in
his scent. It was intoxicating.

Qui-Gon tried to focus all of his attention on smoothing the balm 
on Lia's burn. He tried not to think about how close she was or
how soft her skin felt. He carefully replaced the bacta patch on her 
shoulder, then closed the wooden container, placing it in a pocket
inside his robe. Now turn around and leave, he told himself. He
looked at her, her blue gaze meeting his, holding him there. Without
thought, he claimed her mouth with his own in a fevered kiss.

She leaned into him, holding on to the front of his robe with both
hands. She would not let him go. She felt his hardened penis 
pressing against her stomach as he placed a hand on her back, 
pulling her even closer to him. His other hand held the back of her 
neck. A muffled moan escaped her as their tongues danced.

Qui-Gon was lost in the moment. The living force seemed to be
swirling around and through them as they kissed. Lia began
tearing at his clothes. She pushed his robe over his shoulders, it
fell to the floor in a heap. His tunics followed and only then did she
break their kiss.

Lia was in awe at the sight of him. She ran shaky hands over his
broad shoulders and well muscled chest. Qui-Gon's eyes were 
closed as he savored her touch. She kissed a hard nipple then
flicked it with her tongue. His body shuddered with pleasure. Lia 
then moved to the other one, taking it between her lips then nipping
it gently with her teeth.

Qui-Gon took her face in both his hands and kissed her
desperately. She had never known such passion before. He 
moved down to her neck kissing and suckling there. He looked at
her with a lusty inensity that was almost frightening. 

He untied the belt of her robe, then opened it slowly to take in every
inch of her lovely body. He slid the robe off of her, she was nude 
except for her panties. His hands and mouth began to roam, across
her face, down her neck and shoulders to her arms, then to her
collarbone and on to her breasts.

Lia could feel her juices flowing. She was desparate to feel him inside
of her. Her body was quaking with desire and her knees were weak.
She lowered herself to the floor, taking him with her. She kissed him
fiercely. "Now," she pleaded.

"Soon," he replied, taking a painfully hard nipple between his teeth.

She arched her back into him, moaning solfly. Lia intertwined her
fingers in Qui-Gon's hair as he alternately suckled and bit at her
nipples. The feel of his beard against her skin was electric. She
moaned again, more loudly this time, hovering on the brink of her 
orgasm. Qui-Gon's mouth moved down to her stomach. He stuck
his tongue in her belly button eliciting a whimper from her this time.

The jedi master could wait no longer. He slowly removed her damp
panties, then standing he watched her as he removed the rest of
his clothing.

His cock was fully engorged and it was huge. Lia wondered in her
lusty haze whether she would be able to take all of him. Her need 
was far greater than her worry however as she parted her legs and
reached out for him. He settled himself on his knees between her
legs. She pulled him down to her, stroking his thigh with her leg and
biting his lip. He growled and inserted two fingers into her. Her body
bucked up to meet his hand.

"So wet," he growled into her ear. He then spread her legs farther 
apart with his thighs and rested his weight on his elbows, his forarms
at her sides with his hands holding her shoulders from behind. He
kissed her again and began entering her slow and steadily. He
watched her eyes for any sign to stop. She gave none.

Lia wrapped her legs around Qui-Gon's waist urging him on. The
feel of him sliding inside was exquisite to her. She felt her muscles
tightening as she neared her orgasm, her breathing ragged. He 
started moving in and out of her, picking up speed with each thrust.

Qui-Gon concentrated on each stroke, trying to provide the right
friction to send her over the edge and to keep himself from climaxing
too soon. He wanted to please her first. He knew she was close.
"Cum for me," he moaned.

As if on command her body began to shudder, her vaginal muscles
spasming and spasming as he kept pumping. She shreiked and 
dug her nails in Qui-Gon's back as her orgasm continued to peak.
Lia was overwhelmed by her fierce orgasm and tears poured out the
corners of her eyes. Never had she felt so alive! Her body was spent
as her climax subsided, yet she knew Qui-Gon must have his release.
She wanted to give him everything he had given her.

Qui-Gon was thrusting in and out of her faster and faster now. Only 
his grip on her shoulders kept her from sliding on the floor. His damp
hair hung limply around his face and sweat dropped from his body to
hers. He could wait no longer. 

He was pistoning into her now, knocking the breath out of her with
each stroke. She tightened her vaginal muscles around him and 
took one of his nipples in each hand, squeezing tightly with her
fingers. "Aaaah!" he shouted, exploding inside her. She loved
the feel of his wet heat inside her. He collapsed on top of her, she 
kept her arms and legs wrapped tighly around him, not caring
about his weight on her. She did not want to let go. 

He rolled off of her on to his back, drawing her close. She lay
her head on his chest. "My Lia," he said softly, stroking her hair.
Finally at peace, with all worries about her age gone, Qui-Gon 
drifted off to sleep. Qui-Gon's steady breathing soon lulled an 
exhausted Lia to sleep as well.


The End