You roll over and snuggle closer to the mountain that is snoring softly

beside you. You rest your hand on his chest, feeling it

rise and fall with each breath. As you snuggle closer, you realize that his

breathing is not controlled, it is erratic, causing his body to tremble

slightly.

You wrap one arm around his neck and press a kiss against his whiskered

cheek. His breathing steadies a bit and you smile. You slide a hand around

his neck, caressing the skin lightly.

He moans and you tilt his head and bite softly at the skin revealed to you.

The bed lurches and you are pushed out of his arms as he bolts upright,

drawing breath in huge gasps.

"No!"

Your eyes widen and you reach for him. You circle his wrist with your

fingers, absently stroking along the pulse point.

His body is shaking and you rest your other hand on his shoulder, steadying

him.

"What is it?" You ask, concerned.

"A nightmare. Nothing." He settles into the cushions again, drawing you

tightly against his side. His grip is tight but you dismiss it as a result of

the nightmare.

You slide your knee over his leg and rub it against his own suggestively.

Your hand slides across his broad chest and beneath the covers to scrape at

the coarse curls. The fingers move lower, touching the soft skin at the base

of his shaft, teasing it, stroking it until it begins to harden in your hand.

"Is there nothing else you think of?" His voice was deep, filled with

annoyance and something else.

"When I'm with you, big man," You lift your leg, allowing him to feel the

wetness gathered between your thighs, "There is nothing else I'd rather do."

His hand catches yours and curls your fist around his shaft. He squeezes

gently and brushes callused fingers up your wrist and arm. He wraps them

around your neck and pulls you in for a long, delicate kiss.

You begin stroking him with short jerks, lengthening him quickly. Your

tongue delves into his mouth, warring with his own and you whimper. You

straddle a muscular thigh, rubbing your wetness into the skin, causing a

muffled groan to escape his lips.

"Mmm, Yes. " He murmurs as he arches his hips into your grasp.

"Missed this have you?" You tug your lips away from his and bite his

whiskered chin. You press hard, quick kisses along his cheeks, lips, neck and

bite down harder into his shoulder. His hips arch sharply into your hand as

he groans.

"Mark me." He hisses as you squeeze his sac.

You lap at the very obvious red mark spreading across his shoulder and sit

up, the blanket falling from your shoulders to your waist.

He reaches out to steady you but you slide out of the bed and open your

small pack. You can see his hand slide beneath the covers at his waist to

his own erection, tugging and stroking. He watches you with darkened eyes and

you grin mischievously, hiding the small item behind your back.

"Eyes closed Jedi." You command and he sighs.

Game time.

Your eyes flutter to his hand as it strokes himself and you can feel the

wetness seep between your legs.

His hips roll with each stroke and you pull his hand away from the fully

erect organ.

"This is mine tonight. No pleasuring yourself." You lean over and whisper

into his ear.

Your nipples brush against his shoulder as you reach down and take him in

your hand. "Keep them closed."

He nods and then trembles as you squeeze a cool substance onto each of his

nipples.

You leave them unattended for a moment and he gasps. "Wha-?"

You see his eyes flutter and you press a finger to each closed lid. "No."

You press a finger to his lips, when they part to protest, as you bend to

flick the covered nipple with the tip of your tongue.

He groans as you lave it slowly, swallowing the tingly taste. You alternate

between his nipples, biting and sucking before licking them clean. By the

time you are done, his shaft is vibrating uncontrollably in your hand. His

mouth is open slightly as he licks his lips, trying to remain in control. You

feel wetness coat your hand and you realize that maybe he is closer than you

thought. He'd never last long if you spread your tingly candy along the rigid

length.

"Come for me lover." You whisper hotly against his lips. You lick them,

sharing with him the taste that still tingles his nipples and your mouth.

He sucks hungrily at your lips, drawing the taste into his own mouth.

"You won't last long," You whisper and slide down his body before he can

stop you. "Not after I do this."

You take as much of his length into your mouth as you are able and squeeze

your fist around the base.

His hips arch sharply off the bed as the tingling sensation spreads from his

nipples to his weeping cock. You draw one hard, long stroke up the rigid

shaft before he shudders violently, shooting his seed into your mouth. You drink down the warm liquid, swallowing as quickly as your muscles will allow. You lick him clean as his body shudders

from the force of his release.

"Gods woman!" He breathes, reaching for you.

You grin and slide into his arms, throwing a leg casually across his thick

thigh.

"Too much for you?" You bat your eyelashes innocently and tweak a nipple

with your fingers.

"Where," he inhales deeply, trying unsuccessfully to calm his ragged

breathing. "where did you get that and why have"

"You don't expect me to share all of my secrets with you ?" You whisper,

biting his bottom lip.

His hands wrap around your head and into your hair, holding your lips to

his. His tongue delves into your mouth, lapping at the remnants of the candy

and his own salty essence.

When he's decided he's had enough, he releases you and murmurs. "It's been

years."

"And I learn new tricks every day." You grin. You slide your hand down his

broad chest and over the flat, muscled abdomen. "Don't worry, I've many more

that you've never experienced."

"Worry?" he moves to roll you over but you quickly straddle his thigh,

flattening your hands against his broad shoulders.

"I'm in control tonight, my dear. As always when I am in your bed."

"That control is easily broken if you test me." He replies quickly and you

know it to be true. Fortunately, you also know that your bedroom techniques

keep him completely aroused and he would do nothing to jeopardize his

pleasure.

Your breasts dangle in his face and his tongue flicks over the tips. You

allow him to mouth the soft flesh, closing your eyes as he moves to cup them

in his large hands.

"I want to taste you." He whispers and your smile down at him.

"All in good time, lover." You inch down his body, your wetness coming into

contact with his flaccid member. You rub against it like a cat scenting its

mate and feel it come to life between you.

You lean over and bite at his lower lips. "First, I am going to test that

hard won Jedi control and see if you can wait for me this time."

He groans and meets your eyes. "And how do you want it. Or should I say

where?"

You lick your lips and press your wetness against his slowly hardening

member. "Right here, lover. I want it deep." You press a lingering kiss to

his lips and continue with your verbal torture. "I want to feel you explode

inside me."

You slide your fingers between your bodies and stroke him. His eyes snap

open and you hiss.

"Close them." You command and he grunts, blue eyes dark with desire.

You lap at his semi-hard member and begin to suck at the tip. Salty liquid

slips between your tongue and you pull away, reaching for your liquid candy.

You spread a little onto your fingers and begin to work it into his shaft.

He groans deeply and his body begins to shake as the tingling sensation

begins.

The tingling spreads like wildfire along his shaft, hardening him quickly,

painfully. You take an inch at a time and lick it clean, sucking at the large

sac.

"Oh gods!" he cries and you take him down the back of your throat. Your head

bobs with his frantic thrusts until your tongue passes over the slit one last

time.

"What do you feel?" You ask softly, stroking him with your hand in

alternating quick and short strokes.

"Hot and, and - "

It was clear his tongue was not working correctly and you grin, pressing

another kiss to the weeping shaft.

"And?" You suck the head into your mouth and then release it, blowing across

the burning tip.

"Tingles, like little needles pressing - "

You stroke him quickly at the base and suck him deeply at the tip as he

groans loudly.

"Careful now, you'll wake your apprentice." You murmur around your mouthful.

"Ahhh." His eyes are closed and his head is thrust back into the cushions,

lips parted, breathing heavily.

"And since you do not like to share me with him, I do suggest you keep your

moans of pleasure to yourself."

"And you'd," his words are interrupted with deep, guttural groans as you

continue to suck him towards release. "You'd want to."

"As much as I enjoy fucking your apprentice, Master Jedi, he does not-" You

draw a long slow lick from the base of his straining erection to the tip. "-

measure up to you."

His deep laugh is heartfelt and you grin. "But then, what man does?"

"Please." He begs ignoring your appreciation, his eyes narrowed to slits.

"My hot mouth isn't good enough for you?" You whisper, trying to sound

indignant.

"Yes. No." He is not coherent enough to make any decisions at this point and

your quickly straddle him.

"Yes, please." He groans as you sink onto his hips, rocking slowly,

beginning a rhythm his passion-drugged mind can not follow.

You tilt your hips, sliding him deeper and he growls, shuddering.

"Not too soon now," you lean back on his strong thighs, your hair touching

his knees.

He reaches a long finger between you and begins to circle it quickly over

your straining bundle.

This causes you to jerk, your hips flying off his in effort to not loose

your own control. His fingers are almost as good as his mouth and when he

snakes a finger inside your wetness you scream in delight.

Your rhythm breaks and you jerk off his hips in an erratic pattern. He

grunts when you lean over him, tilting the angle once again.

You slam your hips into his, knowing you will have bruises before the night

is over. You speed the pace, groaning as this new angle stimulates your hard

bundle on each down stroke. You feel your body tighten and snap almost

immediately, sending you into spasms.

You cry out his name as you come violently, your body contracting,

squeezing his own release from his over-stimulated body.

He cries out, hips bucking frantically as you milk the liquid heat from his

bursting member.

His hands grip your waist almost painfully, driving you deeper onto his

exploding cock. You feel the heat fill you, with each thrust being pushed

deeper.

You collapse into his arms, breathing heavily and sigh. You can feel the

effects of the mint you'd laved his cock beginning to tingle along the edges

of your lips and you shudder.

He is still buried deeply within you as you fall into a deep post-coital

slumber.

Chapter 2

You are awoken out of a deep slumber by images you cannot control slamming

into your mind. And feelings of overwhelming pleasure sending your senses

into overload.

Sometime in the middle of the night, he became aroused and you can't even

remember initiating anything. You can't remember beginning this intensely

pain-filled pleasurable session.

A hideous scream rips from your lungs as he drives within you, bruising,

taking control, bringing you to the edge of a hard, painful release.

Tears drip down your cheeks when he fills you, the hot liquid coating your

womb with life-giving substance.

You groan as he tilts his hips, demanding your release, pulling, ripping it

from your loins.

You shudder beneath him as he collapses into your arms, mindless from the

raw sexual energy coursing through your bodies. Your body becomes numb,

weightless from the force and power of the living nightmare you can barely

remember.

He's collapsed atop you, his weight pressing you into the bed, suffocating

you slowly. You wrap trembling arms around his shoulders and shift your body

so that you can breathe.

You can't remember anything. Nothing but his hard, body slamming painfully

between your legs, bruising you, hurting you.

You close your eyes and wipe away the drying tears. You are exhausted but

you cannot, will not sleep. You close your eyes but all you can see is his

forceful taking of your body, seemingly without your permission.

The moonlight streaming in through the drawn curtains casts shadows along

his leonine form. His body is silhouetted in darkness, his closed eyes and

slightly open lips, the only things you can clearly see.

He is sound asleep, his closed eyelids fluttering as if he was dreaming. You

slide your fingers into his damp hair, pulling, demanding a response from the

obviously sated man.

He remains unmoving, only moaning and growling into your neck at your

attempt to wake him.

You loose the strength in your arms to pull at his hair and wrap them around

his shoulders instead, holding him tightly.

He continues to moan in his sleep and those moans eventually lull you into a

deep, semi-conscious slumber. Before your closed eyes, his nightmare becomes

yours and you see it replay before your mind.

You toss in your lover's arms, your body fighting to wake.

Darkness grips you and your dream self once again opens her eyes.

taking in her beauty, scent and feel in that one simple gesture. *

Your mind descends once again into darkness and you shudder in his arms.

You moan, struggling to wake, pushing the dreams from your mind. You are not

strong enough to overcome the visions and they return, this time with a

booming scream of denial.

You scream, your cries sounding like a mixture of pain and a mind-blowing

orgasm.

You hear a pounding on the door which serves to drive the remnants of the

dream from your mind. You and Qui-Gon wake at the same time, eyes blinking

away the remnants of sleep and nightmares.

"Hey in there!" Obi-Wan calls loudly. "Keep it down will you!"

Your body is shaking from the remnants of the dream but is quickly being

replaced by amusement at the horrified expression on your lover's face.

"Oh come now, Jinn." You chuckle. " This is not the first time he's heard

us."

"We were asleep." He remembers with a look of chagrin. "We were not"

You frown and drop your eyes. "I had a nightmare. I think I screamed and

that is what he heard. He mistook it for something else that causes my

screams when I am normally here with you."

He sits up, concern etched across his rugged features. "Are you all right?"

You grumble and eye him warily. "Certainly," You move out of the bed and

search through your small carry bag. "Nothing that a little pain won't cure."

He groans and leans back into the cushions, obviously too worn out to play

games.

You snarl and lift the chafe-proof rope out of your bag along with the silk

blindfold. If the man was going to project frightening dreams into your mind,

he was going to be on the receiving end of a different kind of pain.

<<Heh,heh>>

He settles into the cushions again, drawing the covers to his waist, eyes

closed as he attempts to return to his uneasy slumber.

You make a few slip knots and straddle him quickly, setting them behind you

when his eyes open. You smile down at the man and lick your lips.

"My turn." You grin and raise the blindfold to his eyes.

He sighs heavily and you can see the extreme un-interest in his expression.

He simply lays there, allowing you to continue.

You snicker and quickly slip the knots onto both wrists, pulling them

tightly as you tie them to the notches you'd had secretly installed beneath

the headboard.

"What are you doing?" His voice sounds strained, annoyed.

"My body is still shaking from whatever nightmare you projected into my

mind, Jinn." You hiss, sliding down his body and drawing the covers to his

ankles. You fasten two more slipknots over his feet and tighten them, hooking

the opposite end under the large bed.

"You don't expect me to allow that feeling to go unpunished."

He grunts in response as your eyes travel the length of his large body. His

skin glows in the moonlight, the shadows playing across his body giving it an

ethereal glow.

You climb between his legs and begin to rub along his calf, caressing,

scratching lightly with your nails, rubbing his skin all the way up one leg

and down the other. You pay close attention to the more sensitive skin on the

backs of his knees and the insides of his thighs. Your reward comes in a

sudden lurching of his semi-stiff member as it stretches under your caress.

You breathe hotly across the lengthening organ, you hands still firmly

kneading his muscular thighs.

You can hear his breath quicken and you smile.

Leaning down, you press a chaste kiss to the sensitive tip, before moving

your mouth to his inner thigh. You suck the skin there and marvel at the

reaction you receive. His hips buck off the bed and you quickly slide a hand

beneath him as his hips land once again on the cushions.

You trail a solitary finger between his cheeks, over his sack and up the

length of his cock, drawing a long, shudder from his body.

"So sensitive, Jinn." You coo, returning your hand to his thigh. "I never

knew."

Your answer is a grunt as his hips shift uncomfortably, desperately

attempting a bit more contact.

"I'm not in the mood for this." He growls and you can see his body tense,

regardless of his arousal.

You frown, angry that he is not in the mood. What gave him the right to

frighten you witless with dreams you can't understand.

You slide off his body and rummage around in your bag once more. You pull

out a thin, metallic collar and straddle him quickly, pressing your damp

center into his chest.

You are rewarded with a groan, but you still decide to fasten the

force-dampening device around him just to be sure he didn't decide he wanted

to end this little session too soon.

The minute you snap it around his neck, he jerks, the Force cut off from him

with a quick snap of your fingers.

"You bitch." He growls and you lean down to lick his parted lips.

"Yes. And I am in heat." You sit up and reach behind you, grasping his stiff

cock as it curls toward your backside. "You big boy are going to take care of

that for me."

He groans deeply as you slide your hand down his rigid length. You slide off

his hips and dig through your bag once again. Finding the small ring, you

quickly slide it over his thick member.

He groans as the tight ring encases him. You stop at the base and touch a

small control on the side.

He groans loudly as a vibrating current shoots up the turgid member, making

it jerk quickly.

"You - Minx. "He breathes deeply. His control over the Force has been cut

and he has no way of removing the ties that bind him, or removing your little

toy. Doing so might damage the bed.

"Whatever that little nightmare was, Jinn. You'll be sure to close you mind

off to me the next time you have one." You tap the device again, sending

another current down his weeping shaft.

You bend down and lick the tip, sucking the head into your mouth.

"You taste good, Jinn." You grin as you take him deeper down the back of

your throat.

His hips arch, shoving his vibrating member deeply down your throat.

"I am in control here, Jinn." You glare angrily down at him, knowing full

well that he cannot see you.

He groans, refusing to acknowledge, and you tap the device again. He growls,

his hips thrusting into the air.

"Yes."

"Yes what?" You lean over and flick your tongue across the slit once more.

You are rewarded with a lengthy growl as he spits out, "Yes Mistress."

"That's better." You coo and remove a much coarser twine from your bag. You

rub it across his nipples and down his abdomen, grinning widely as he groans.

You bend over and lave his nipples, biting them hard, leaving teeth marks on

the skin.

You double the twine and slap it across his abdomen.

He jerks, his stomach muscles tightening.

You slap one hip and then the other, careful to avoid the rigid cock waiting

for attention.

You bend over and lick along the welts that are already forming on his

thighs. You press your thumb to the ring activating it and sigh with glee as

the tremors travel the length of his spine.

"I must feel this inside me," You whisper and straddle him. You feel his

member vibrate, partially because of the device and partly because of his

loss of that strict Jedi control.

You tease him with your wetness, sliding his hard cock along your damp

folds. You hear him groan, the rumble coming from deep within his chest.

"Please," he whispers and you smirk.

You sigh as his head slips between your lips, slicking it with your wetness

and his. You can see his body tense, that fragile control slipping from his

fingers.

You rub your slick folds along the sensitive head, exacting deep groans from

his tightly closed lips. "I don't know who's control is going to break first,

but I need you inside me now!" You hiss and sink onto his hips.

You tremble as his thickness stretches and fills you, sliding deep with the

angle you have chosen.

You watch his arms tug at the restraints and toy with the idea of releasing

him. That dissipates quickly as his hips buck beneath yours, lifting you and

giving himself a bit more friction.

You lean forward, exacting a soft sigh from his lips. You wiggle your hips

atop him, riding him, slowly shattering his legendary control. You bend your

knees and lift yourself off his cock, allowing the cool air to brush the damp

shaft.

His pleas are more strangled this time as he begs to be released. Your legs

tighten as they move you up and down his rigid length.

"Harder. Please." He begs and you grin.

You lean over him, dangling your breasts in his face. Your hands settle into

the cushions on either side of his head and twist strands of damp hair around

your fingers.

"Yes, love. Soon enough." You coo against his lips before nipping at the

thin lines they have formed in his passion-filled haze.

Your hips rise and fall roughly against his until you lean back, tilting the

angle and letting out a low groan. You rise and fall along his rigid length

until you feel your body tense and your loins tighten. Before you know what's

happened, you feel an invisible hand, a touch, rubbing against your nerves

and sending you into a hard and quick climax.

You scream above him as wave after wave of nearly uncomfortable sensations

shoot through your loins. You're fluid coats him as you shudder and collapse

against his chest.

You brace yourself on his massive chest, slowly regaining your breath,

enjoying the ragged heartbeat beneath your ears.

You lift the silk tie from around his eyes and find them wide, staring at

you with burning desire. You lean forward, his cock sliding partially out of

you, and kiss each eyelid slowly.

"Your turn," You whisper and you feel his body shudder.

You slide off his hips, standing on shaky legs, and begin with the ties

fastening his ankles to the bed.

You can see his proud member standing erect at his hips, glistening with

your moisture and his. You know he is not going to be happy when you untie

his wrists, but one more look at that thick member and you can't help but

want it to plunge into you, hard and rough.

You begin to release his wrists but he slides them free before the twine has

been fully cut. You find yourself quickly pinned beneath him, gasping for

air. He leans down and grunts into your lips. "Be glad that I cannot take any

more teasing tonight or you would be on the receiving end."

You lick at his lips before they come down hard on yours, bruising them,

sucking and biting.

You part your legs as he settles his thighs between them, spreading them

wide. He wastes no time in making sure you are ready. You both grunt loudly

as one long, hard thrust buries him deeply within your hot depths.

You grasp at his shoulders as he works his hips against yours, circling,

thrusting, teasing. Each hard, powerful thrust activates the ring nestled at

the base of his cock, sending a vibrating current down his shaft and into

you. You can feel his body tense with each thrust and he growls loudly. The

sensation is a mixture of pleasure and pain and you know it will drive you

both to a very fast and hard climax.

You are not disappointed when his hips begin quick, hard jabs. His body

stiffens and shudders moments before his face lands on the cushions at your

neck. He screams into the fabric as his hips continue to piston, ripping your

climax from your loins with a hard gasp. You grip his head and slide your

fingers into his damp hair, rubbing his scalp, soothing his shuddering body.

You shift your hips, feeling the liquid pool within you, knowing some will

slip down your legs when he becomes soft again.

You lay still for a time, slowly regaining your normal breathing patterns.

When he rolls his large body over, you are at once saddened and relieved. For

the massive weight and breathtaking body, it feels good to have it pressed so

closely and deeply against you.

He pulls you into his arms and you snuggle against his shoulder. You slide

one hand under his arm and under his head while the other slides across his

abdomen and rests there for the duration of the evening.

You fall into a deep, passion-induced sleep, but that does not stop the

dreams of horror, destruction and death that plague his dreams, and by

default, yours.

The End