Title: The Woods (A prequel to The Return)
Author: Dorotea
Disclaimer: I do not own Obi-Wan or Qui-Gon, I am only playing with them.
Rating: NC-17 for sex
Summary: Qui-Gon chases Kaeleena through the woods. Don't worry, he catches
her!
Author's Notes: You don't have to have read The Return to enjoy this. It
takes place about 4 or 5 years before The Return, which places it about 10
years before TPM.
Archive: Yes

THE WOODS


You have been walking through the woods for hours. You kick a rock at the
teenage boy walking in front of you, it hits his calf and he yelps and glares
back at you. "Sorry," you say with as much as fake sincerity as you can
muster.
"This is all your fault, Kaeleena," Obi-Wan says, "We could be on a nice
comfortable transport back to the Temple, but no, thanks to you, we are on a
forced march through a dense forest, being eaten alive by bugs! Why did you
have to sneak off into the woods to look for some mystical cave drawings?"
"Because I want to see them, I don't recall inviting you," you snap, kicking
another rock at him.
"I have to go where my Master goes, and he seemed to think you wouldn't be
able to survive in the woods by yourself. I told him you would scare all the
dangerous wildlife away, but he was foolish enough to worry about you! He
has a thing for pathectic life-forms apparently."
"Well, he did pick you for his apprentice!" you reply. The tall man walking
in front of both of you stops and turns. "Both of stop talking now!" he
growls.

You sigh, he was angry. An angry Qui-Gon can be a good thing sometimes, like
earlier this week when he had discovered you dancing on a table in a bar
after having a few too many Scullyritas. He had taken you back to your room
and made love to you until morning. You had a feeling this wasn't one of
those times though, especially with his apprentice here. They didn't have to
follow you, you had a map a local had given you. The cave drawings were
supposed to glow and dance at night. How could anyone not want to see that?
What is wrong with a little adventure? The peace treaty had been signed.
You had asked Qui-Gon, but he had said no, it was best to leave directly, so
you had sneaked out last night.

This morning when Qui-Gon had found you gone and set out after you. They had
caught up with you this afternoon. You had wanted to go on to the caves, but
Qui-Gon had said no, he wanted to go straight back to the city. Masters are
not used to anyone saying no to them and they don't handle it well, so now
the three of you were marching through the woods back to the city.

"We'll stop here for the night, it is getting too dark to walk anymore
tonight," Qui-Gon said. "Obi-Wan go look for some brush for a fire."

Obi-Wan took off immediately. You walk over to Qui-Gon and place your hand
on his arm. "We could still go to the caves, thanks to your apprentice
leading us around in circles this afternoon, I don't think we are that far
away."
"No," he growls.
You look up at him with sorrowful eyes, pouting you ask, "Please?"
"Don't even try it, little one," he warns.
"Please, I'll do that thing with my tongue that you like..."
He leans down and kisses you lightly on the lips, you return the kiss
wrapping your arms around him and moving closer so your bodies are pressed
together. His hands move slowly up and down your sides as the kissing
intensfies. He breaks away from your mouth and kisses your neck moving
slowul up to your ear. He whispers softly, "No, and you'll do the thing with
the tongue whenever I tell you to. Now go help Obi-Wan find brush."
Damn, the man was cruel. You open your mouth to protest, but he puts his
finger on your lips and shakes his head no. The stony look in his eyes tell
you there is no point in arguing. You turn and stomp away. You swear you
hear him softly laughing as you leave. Next time you fall in love hopefully
it will be with someone who isn't impossible! As if you could ever give up
Qui-Gon.

That night you lying on the hard ground listening closely to the breathing of
the men. You were between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan, for some reason they thought
you might try to sneak off, of course they were right. You roll toward
Obi-Wan and study him for a moment, he was definately asleep. You get up
quietly and move closer to Gui-Gon. You kiss him lightly on the cheek; no
response. You smile and stand up. You turn and gather up your things and
take off into the woods. Oh yeah, he was going to kill you tomorrow, but you
were going to see that damn cave, it was a matter of principle now.

You had been walking for about 15 minutes, using your halolight to find your
way, when you sensed something behind you. Damn, it was either a wild animal
or Qui-Gon. You weren't sure which would be worse, an animal you could kill,
but Qui-Gon would be a harder beast to stop. You reach out with the force,
finding Qui-Gon. *Go back to sleep, I'll meet you tomorrow,* you send him.
*Turn around and come back, or else,* he answers.
*Or else what?* you ask.
*I am going to fuck you so hard and so long you will not be able to walk for
a week.*
You do not answer, but begin to walk faster. You can hear him behind now, he
is getting closer, damn his long legs. You're twenty years younger, if you
start running he won't be able to keep up.
*Only if you can catch me,* you send to him as you break into a run, using
the force to find your way through the woods.

You sense him running behind you, but you are sure he has fallen back. You
stop for a moment to get a better sense of what direction to go in. As you
turn, large hands grab you and slam you up against a tree.
"Qui-Gon!?" you scream in suprise.
In the moonlight you can see him smiling down at you. His face is covered by
a sheen of sweat from running. "Never underestimate a Master with lustful
thoughts," he says.
"But," you begin, but he puts his hand over your mouth.
"No more talking tonight, little one," he says as he throws off his robe onto
the ground and puts you down on top of it. He removes your belt and rips
your tunic open. He roughly fondles your breasts as his mouth devours yours.
You forget about the hard ground and rocks under you as his tongue probes
your mouth frantically. He moves down you biting you as he goes. He removes
your boots and rips your pants off. He roughly spreads your legs and bites
your thigh working his way up. You feel his mouth between your legs
forcefully sucking. You begin to moan with desire at the mixture of pleasure
and pain. His mouth begins back up your body stopping only to bite your
nipples. You can feel his hard cock pressing against your wetness. You are
already sore, but you don't care. He suddenly thrusts himself inside of you
with such force you scream. As you sink your fingernails in his back he
continues to roughly fuck you. You are sure you are going to split in two.
What a way a to go. The frantic pace is exhilarating. His hips are pounding
against with you such pressure, yours feel as if they are nothing but pulp.
Waves of pleasure wash over you as you climax, but the Master doesn't even
slow down. He continues pumping into you as you come again and again.
Finally, he releases his hold, climaxing with such force, you are sure you
will never walk again.

As he lies next to you on the robe you ask him, "How am I going to walk back
to the city tomorrow?"
He takes you into his arms and tenderly kisses you. "I think, I'll have
Obi-Wan drag you by your hair."
You immediately begin plotting your revenge. Oh, he was going to be on his
knees begging for mercy...

Author: Dorotea
Title: The Woods 2/2
Disclaimer: I do not own Qui-Gon and I am not making any money from this.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kaeleena leads Qui-Gon into the woods again.
Author's Notes: This is the second part of The Woods. If you missed the
first part it is archived on the Jedihunks site as well as QJEB or if you
want me to send it to you just e-mail me at: DSenjak@aol.com
This is technically a prequel to The Return, but you don't have to have read
that to enjoy this. It takes place about 10 years before TPM.


The Woods 2


You are happily walking through the woods with Qui-Gon when he suddenly stops
and turns to you. "Haven't we been by this tree before?" he asks pointing to
a very large, twisted Oak tree.
"Hmmm, maybe," you answer, trying not to smile.
"We're lost, aren't we?" he asks, his irritation showing on his face.
"Well, it might be family's estate, but I didn't grow up here!" you say
defensively, still trying not smile.
He gives you hard glare. "You are too happy, what are you up to?"
"I'm not up to anything," you say innocently. "Aren't I allowed to be happy?
My sister is getting married tomorrow."
"Yes, but you've already expressed your extreme dislike for weddings and the
dress you're going to wear, so I know you are plotting something. Are we
really lost are you just leading me around in circles for your own twisted
enjoyment?"
"Would I lead you around in circles?"
"YES!" he yells. "Because you're are always playing some kind of game!"
You take a step back and pout slightly.

He reaches for his belt, looking for his commlink. He doesn't find it.
He gives you the withering glare.
"Where is it, you little thief?"
"I am not a thief! I just borrowed it and left under the pillow, so we
wouldn't be interrupted by the obnoxious brat you call an apprentice. He
must be able to sense whenever we come within a millimeter of each other,
because he is always interrupting us."
He takes a step closer to you. "Do not call Obi-Wan an obnxious brat, if
anyone is an obnoxious brat it is you! Now tell me why you are leading us
around in circles in the woods!"
"I am not an obnoxious brat!" you protest.
"Answer the question or else!"
"Or else what?" you ask teasingly.
He just stands glowering at you, placing both of his hands on his belt.
"You wouldn't?" you ask hesistantly.
"You know I would," he answers, smiling wickedly.
You sigh softly as just the sound of his voice sends shivers of warm heat
through you.

You sigh and open your robe and pulling a bottle of wine out of a deep inner
pocket.
"I thought we could just be alone and have some wine, without the oaf
interrupting us," you answer with a small smile.
He shakes his head. "You have the most convoluted thought processes. Why
didn't you just say that in the beginning?" he asks, completely exasperated.
"I did say that yesterday, but you said you had to do research for your next
mission. I thought luring you into the woods for a short walk would be more
likely to work than nagging you again. So here we are, let's have a drink."

You use the force to pop the cork on the wine and take a drink from the
bottle. Then you offer it to Qui-Gon.
"No glasses in your robe?" he asks sarcastically.
"Sorry, not enough pockets," you answer with a smile.
He takes a drink from the bottle. "Let's go back now."
"Let's not!" you say taking the bottle from his hand and drinking more wine.
You take off your robe and spread it out on the ground. "Sit down, Master."
He arches a questioning eyebrow at you, but takes off his robe and sits down
on the forest floor, stretching out his long legs.

You smile at him, "We're on vacation we should enjoy ourselves. We've only
had sex 3 times, well 3 and half if you count the one Obi-Wan walked in on,
since we got here."
"We just got here yesterday."
"Yes, but we have to make up for lost time, we're apart 90% of the time," you
say as you climb on his lap, placing a leg on each side of him.
"You have to remember I'm an old man," he says smiling.
"You are not an old man. An old man could have never chased me through the
woods like you did. I'm still recovering!"
He puts his hands on your hips. "You seem to be doing well."
"I still owe you for that," you say with a teasing smile. "I should tie up
to the tree and leave you here alone."
"What would be the fun in that, little one," he asks as his hands strokes
your breasts.
"I guess I could tie you to the tree and not leave."
"Do you think I would let you do that?"
"Yes," you say matter of factly. "I've let you tie me up, many, many times."
"Where did you get the idea that we are equals in this relationship?" he asks
in a teasing voice.

You unclasp your belt and set it aside. You unwrap your sash and hold it up.
"My turn to play master," you say with an evil grin.
He lifts his eyebrows, "As long as you understand you are only playing and I
am the Master."
"We'll see," you say as you climb off of him.
He leans forward and you tie his wrists together behind his back.

You climb back on top of him and unclasp his belt. You toss it aside and
remove his sash and undo his tunics, opening them. You caress his hard
chest, bending down to lick his nipple, feeling it harden with the stroke of
your tongue.
He moans softly as you run your tongue down his muscular stomach, moving
backward to bury your face in his lap.

You move your mouth slowly around his cock, feeling it harden through his
pants. Your hands slide up and down his solid thighs. Your mouth moves down
pressing against his balls.

You move back up, straddling him, you kiss him forcefully, delving your
tongue deep into his mouth. You love the taste of him, the way his beard
scratches your face. As your hips rock against him you can feel his arousal
pressing against you.
You shrug off your tunics and press your bare breasts against him, as the two
of you continue to kiss.

You know he wants his hands free, to touch you, fondle you, toss you over on
your back. You continue kissing him as your hands travel up and down his
chest, exploring his massive chest. Your reach your hands up and run them
through his long hair. Oh, how you love every inch of him.

Your hands descend again, moving to his waist, undoing his pants. You slide
a hand inside, stroking his hardness. He lets out a moan as your hand
continues to slide up and down his shaft. You break away from his mouth.
"Do you want me?" you whisper huskily.
"Yes, now," he moans.
You laugh softly. "You need to learn patience, it's not time yet."

You stand up, still straddling him and remove your boots, tossing them aside.
The burning lust you see in his eyes arouses you as you slowly remove your
pants so you are standing naked before him. You know you are driving him mad
as you move languidly back onto his lap, rubbing your nakedness against him.

You move your hands to the waist of his pants and he lifts his hips allowing
you to pull them down. You stare lustfully at his large, hard cock. Your
hand moves slowly around his pelvic area, playing with his coarse hair and
stroking his balls and inner thighs. You bend down licking his cock slowly,
your hand still stroking him. You open your mouth and slide it over his
shaft, your tongue exploring everywhere. His hips begin to buck as you start
to suck forcefully on his cock. You move your mouth up and down, sucking and
swallowing his pre-come.

You release him from your mouth and move back up, placing your opening at the
tip of his cock. You move your hips slowly over him, teasing his cock with
your wetness.
"Fuck me now, little one," he orders.
"Shut up, I'm in charge here," you say forcefully.

He gives you a evil grin as his arms come out from behind his back.
You scream and try to move away, but he easily catches your arms and ties
them behind your back.
"That's not fair," you protest. "Can't I be in control once?"
"No," he answers with a smile. "You control me in more ways than you will
ever understand, little one. Would you deny me this also?"

"Yes!" you scream loudly in his face, goading him.
"I think you need another lesson in obedience, little one," he says pulling
you across his legs, his hand spanking your bottom.
You squirm in a half-hearted attempt to escape. His large hand contacts with
your bottom again, sending a hot wave of lust through you. He knows you love
it when he dominates you, although you would never admit it.

"Who is the Master?" he asks as his hand strikes your bottom again.
"You are the Master," you answer submissively, your own lust driving you to
give in easily this time.
He unties your arms and easily tosses you over on your back.
"Spread your legs," he demands.
You oblige him, and he runs his hands up your thighs roughly. He moves
between your legs and lowers himself on top of you. You love the weight of
his body on yours, his hardness pressing into your softness.

"Are you going to steal my things again, little one?" heasks, his hard cock
teasing you.
"No, Master," you answer softly.
"Are you going to lead me around in circles?" he asks as he pushes just the
tip of his cock inside of you.
"No, Master."
"Can you remember I am your Master, little one?"
"Yes, Master."
"Do you want me to fuck you, little one?" he asks as he withdraws the tip of
his cock from you.
"Yes, please Master, fuck me," you plead. "Fuck me hard, Master."

He kisses you roughly, his tongue attacking your mouth as he pushs his cock
forcefully into you, his hips battering into you. You wrap your legs around
him and arch your hips, causing him to go even deeper into you. He more than
fills you, his cock hits your cervix. His powerful thrusts push your
backside over the rough ground, you can feel rocks cutting into your skin,
but the pain only heightens your pleasure.

You grind your hips against his frantically as you come quickly, your muscles
contracting around him as the hot shivers of your climax sweep through you.
He climaxes, his body violently spasming into you. You know you are going to
have multiple bruises tomorrow. His hot come shoots into you as his mouth
continues to devour you.

He collapses on top of you, his weight heavy on top of you. You attempt to
catch your breath as he tenderly kisses your forehead.
"Thank you, little one," he whispers.
"Thank you for what?" you ask.
He doesn't answer, he just continues to cover your face with kisses.

The End