Instant slash! *snort*
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franlet
The darkness was all around as Qui-Gon walked through Coruscant's club district down towards his the Temple, random thoughts of fucking crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Tahl had told him she often dreamed about Yoda involved in rimming with a bantha , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Obi-Wan .
One day he would discuss his feelings with Xanatos, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Obi-Wan masturbating himself with a butt plug.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the commlink he was carrying with him. Would Obi-Wan's nipple feel like that to his knee?
What would Obi-Wan think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating muja fruit off Obi-Wan's beautiful ear?
Qui-Gon rubbed the commlink against his nipple whispering Obi-Wan's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his the Temple but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Obi-Wan's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Obi-Wan had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. Coruscant's club district was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the muja fruit he was carrying and leisurely scratched his nipple.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Qui-Gon calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his muja fruit and ran towards the sound of his love's voice.
Obi-Wan stumbled through the darkness towards Qui-Gon. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his love being attacked by a bantha. Was he about to be raped by Palpatine dressed as Yoda? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his knee.
Qui-Gon, Qui-Gon, my love, screamed Obi-Wan. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Qui-Gon leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the commlink and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare ear pointing in the air.
Obi-Wan! Qui-Gon gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Xanatos said you were in your the Temple engaged in some fucking with Tahl.
No, I was alone in my the Temple with nothing but my butt plug for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your ear was, and how I would like to stroke my nipple against it, and have you kiss my knee, and now I see your ear for myself I realise that not even Yoda has a ear to compare with yours.
Oh, love, Xanatos said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Tahl.
What! That old bantha, I'd rather get involved in rimming with Palpatine, a commlink and muja fruit than dream of fucking with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my knee curl.
Oh, Qui-Gon!
Oh, Obi-Wan, my love!
Cue soft music, sounds of fucking and rimming, soft focus and fade.........
If you want to do this, you have to answer a series of questions,and then it generates the fic for you. I can't help but wonder what this says about the genre, if what those questions ask for are the "perceived" required elements of a slash fic?
franletThe darkness was all around as Qui-Gon walked through Coruscant's club district down towards his the Temple, random thoughts of fucking crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Tahl had told him she often dreamed about Yoda involved in rimming with a bantha , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Obi-Wan .
One day he would discuss his feelings with Xanatos, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Obi-Wan masturbating himself with a butt plug.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the commlink he was carrying with him. Would Obi-Wan's nipple feel like that to his knee?
What would Obi-Wan think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating muja fruit off Obi-Wan's beautiful ear?
Qui-Gon rubbed the commlink against his nipple whispering Obi-Wan's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his the Temple but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Obi-Wan's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Obi-Wan had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. Coruscant's club district was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the muja fruit he was carrying and leisurely scratched his nipple.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Qui-Gon calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his muja fruit and ran towards the sound of his love's voice.
Obi-Wan stumbled through the darkness towards Qui-Gon. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his love being attacked by a bantha. Was he about to be raped by Palpatine dressed as Yoda? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his knee.
Qui-Gon, Qui-Gon, my love, screamed Obi-Wan. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Qui-Gon leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the commlink and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare ear pointing in the air.
Obi-Wan! Qui-Gon gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Xanatos said you were in your the Temple engaged in some fucking with Tahl.
No, I was alone in my the Temple with nothing but my butt plug for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your ear was, and how I would like to stroke my nipple against it, and have you kiss my knee, and now I see your ear for myself I realise that not even Yoda has a ear to compare with yours.
Oh, love, Xanatos said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Tahl.
What! That old bantha, I'd rather get involved in rimming with Palpatine, a commlink and muja fruit than dream of fucking with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my knee curl.
Oh, Qui-Gon!
Oh, Obi-Wan, my love!
Cue soft music, sounds of fucking and rimming, soft focus and fade.........
If you want to do this, you have to answer a series of questions,and then it generates the fic for you. I can't help but wonder what this says about the genre, if what those questions ask for are the "perceived" required elements of a slash fic?
