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FIC: Nightmare
Title: Nightmare
Author: Alex
Pairing/Character(s): Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 300
Summary: Obi-Wan has a terrible dream.
Note: Levity ahead.
Written as a [late] Halloween treat for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ob1mcgregor
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“Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan!” Switching on the glow-globe, Qui-Gon shook the young man’s shoulder roughly.
Obi-Wan woke with a gasp and sat up abruptly, bathed in sweat, his sea-blue eyes wide with horror. He blinked, then saw Qui-Gon. “Master – a nightmare.”
With a soft smile, Qui-Gon gathered his naked apprentice into his arms and tenderly brushed a callused hand over one glistening pectoral muscle. “Tell me, Obi-Wan.”
Passing a trembling hand over his mouth, Obi-Wan shook his head. “It was horrible, Master. I dreamed that we were...slaves.”
Qui-Gon could not prevent an inquisitive laddering of his brow. “Oh?”
Obi-Wan flushed. “Not...it was not as you might think, Master. We were merely puppets, automatons of some species of foul, bloated intelligence. The Force was a mockery, our very presence in the galaxy stripped of its rank and dignity.”
“We have just come from a distressing and perilous mission, Obi-Wan. This is not an unusual dream, I think.”
“But there’s more, Master, much more. We were compelled to conduct ourselves among the grossest caricatures of interplanetary race, and there were times the universe was but a vast green void. And then I encountered a creature – Master, I could not even meet its eyes, for it was as if they were not truly there, and yet the creature did exist. And when it spoke – I confess I felt a dreadful desire to kill.”
“It was only a dream, Obi-Wan,” Qui-Gon soothed him, and gently eased Obi-Wan onto his back. “Let me eradicate its memory.” He leaned down and suckled one sweetly erect nipple, then trailed his fingertips down Obi-Wan’s belly until he found Obi-Wan’s sex. “Does that help you, my apprentice?”
“Oh...oh, yes, Master.”
Soon there was silence broken only by a soft moan, and the deep thrum of engines as the ship glided toward Naboo.
End.
Author: Alex
Pairing/Character(s): Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 300
Summary: Obi-Wan has a terrible dream.
Note: Levity ahead.
Written as a [late] Halloween treat for
ob1mcgregor*
“Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan!” Switching on the glow-globe, Qui-Gon shook the young man’s shoulder roughly.
Obi-Wan woke with a gasp and sat up abruptly, bathed in sweat, his sea-blue eyes wide with horror. He blinked, then saw Qui-Gon. “Master – a nightmare.”
With a soft smile, Qui-Gon gathered his naked apprentice into his arms and tenderly brushed a callused hand over one glistening pectoral muscle. “Tell me, Obi-Wan.”
Passing a trembling hand over his mouth, Obi-Wan shook his head. “It was horrible, Master. I dreamed that we were...slaves.”
Qui-Gon could not prevent an inquisitive laddering of his brow. “Oh?”
Obi-Wan flushed. “Not...it was not as you might think, Master. We were merely puppets, automatons of some species of foul, bloated intelligence. The Force was a mockery, our very presence in the galaxy stripped of its rank and dignity.”
“We have just come from a distressing and perilous mission, Obi-Wan. This is not an unusual dream, I think.”
“But there’s more, Master, much more. We were compelled to conduct ourselves among the grossest caricatures of interplanetary race, and there were times the universe was but a vast green void. And then I encountered a creature – Master, I could not even meet its eyes, for it was as if they were not truly there, and yet the creature did exist. And when it spoke – I confess I felt a dreadful desire to kill.”
“It was only a dream, Obi-Wan,” Qui-Gon soothed him, and gently eased Obi-Wan onto his back. “Let me eradicate its memory.” He leaned down and suckled one sweetly erect nipple, then trailed his fingertips down Obi-Wan’s belly until he found Obi-Wan’s sex. “Does that help you, my apprentice?”
“Oh...oh, yes, Master.”
Soon there was silence broken only by a soft moan, and the deep thrum of engines as the ship glided toward Naboo.
End.
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Poor Obi is about to re-live his nightmare.
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I know, poor Obi-Wan. Someone needs to save them both. :D