TITLE: Last Time
AUTHOR: Master Yo-Gurt
SERIES: Together - Apart #5
ARCHIVE: MA, MWEB, Stolen Moments (www.ravenswing.com/YoGurt), others please ask
CATEGORY: non-Q/O, POV (Mace)
PAIRING: Mace / Qui-Gon
RATING: NC-17
WARNING: Not much cuddliness here!
SPOILERS: none
SUMMARY: Hard, fast sex, one last time
FEEDBACK: Please at quigon_jinn21@h...
DISCLAIMER: Lucas above all. I think he even invented the all mighty $$
NOTES: This scene is part of an adult TPM - RPG (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Master_Padawan) in which Qui-Gon is just about to end a 10 year long relationship with Mace. Qui-Gon has begun to develop feeling for his Padawan, while Mace tries to hold on to the feeble connection with his long-time mate as best as he knows how. This is their last time together. Adjusted for posting to this list.

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This evening, this whole *day*, had gone worse than I had feared. After a gruelling Council meeting I came back to my quarters in dire need of some diversion. All I wanted was to detach from it all ... just for a little bit, and I knew Qui could benefit from some play as well. He already had let himself inside my rooms, making himself comfortable on the couch in the living room. We could come and go to each other's quarters as we pleased, although I was a bit surprised to see him sitting there this evening. Lately, I had felt my mate distance himself form me, although I wasn't entirely sure as to why that was. Well, I was glad he was here, with me. Thank the Force for small blessing, I thought as I stepped inside.

Slowly I unclipped my belt, putting my 'saber onto the small table next to the entrance door to my quarters. My tunics were next as I tugged them over my head, folding it carelessly and dropping it onto one of the nearby chairs. I headed back to the kitchen to get one of those scented lights one of the Padawans had given me recently for a small favour I had done her.

Setting the light on the table, I lit it, and dialled the room illumination down so only the flickering of the table light was casting shadows onto my beloved's face.

Qui had looked on without saying a word at first, but now he cocked an eyebrow when I took my place on the couch opposite him, my arm draped over the back cushions. My free hand reached for his face, a finger trailing down along the line of his jaw, through his beard.

He was about to protest, to put forth , I was sure, arguments for why this was not a good time for us to engage in intimacies.

"Mace, this is not wise, you kn-Ö"

I didn't let Qui continue and put my finger over his lips.

"Shhh, not another word from you now!" I leaned forward and planted a soft kiss onto Qui-Gon's lips, not too aggressively so I wouldn't spook him unnecessarily. I continued in a quite voice, putting all my persuasive touch into it. His eyes were dark blue, the flickering of the light reflected in them .... simply beautiful. I pressed on, leaning closer again, close enough to take his left earlobe into my mouth, nibbling onto it while my hands gently started to find their way underneath the shirt he wore.

"Tonight ... *now*, let's not think about your Padawan, or the Council or anything else. There is nothing to worry about. I want you, my Qui. It has been so long..." Too long. Something was holding Qui back, I knew, and therefore it had been a few weeks since we had last been together.

My fingers found his left nipple, rolling it between them, feeling Qui's heat building; my palm brushing down his flanks, my mouth nipping its way from Qui's ear down his neck and on to the sensitive spot between neck and shoulder.

"Mace ... I cannot, now ... I .... Hmmmm"

I had stifled his protests claiming his lips with mine again, this time pushing harder, my tongue tracing his upper lip, feeling the tickle of Qui's beard onto it. I was getting hard at the thought of that beard tickling other, more sensitive places ... His rimming techniques are exquisite. I needed him!

"Qui, my beautiful Qui, ...I love you ..." My hand slid into his leggings, "... need you ... " My fingers slid over his velvet shaft I felt beginning to harden, "...take me ... do with me as you please" I kept chortling into his ear after I had to abandon his mouth for lack of air. He was still holding back, reluctant to give himself to the moment ... yes, that was it. The moment, his own mantra for as long as I had known him.

"Live in the *moment*, my beloved ... the moment is all we need pay attention to right now ... I am yours ... you know I'll never be anyone else's ... you are all I need, my Qui"

I don't know if it was his own want, or my gentle mental push against his shields, but his moans became more sonorous, deeper; while I was busy loosening the band holding up his leggings, his hands, too, finally searched for contact with me, grabbing my arms drawing me closer for another pass of our lips.

//Yes, oh yes, my Qui ... please// I thought and let all my shields drop for my lover to take me completely.

There was a sudden Ö *hunger* in Qui's eyes, a sudden urgency when his lips pressed onto mine, his tongue not asking, but demanding entrance. Frankly, I had hoped for a bit more romance, a slightly slower pace, but ... No, I'm not complaining. I wanted him as badly, as fiercely as he seem to want me.

My lips were swollen by the time he was done with my mouth. He had me on my back on the couch, his shirt gone, hastily discarded and thrown to the floor. Leaning over me, his eyes bored into me, a dangerous undertone in them I didn't recall to have seen in them before. He was Ö different, but I was beyond caring. His breathing had quickened, just as mine. He didn't ask when he opened his mouth next.

"I'm going to take you, Mace ... but not here. We Ö we need more room."

Standing up abruptly, he grabbed my hand and started dragging me towards my bedroom, almost turning over the table with the light on it. I hardly had time to extinguish the open flame before a fierce tug on my arm propelled me forward. My back hit the wall, Qui was covering my body with his, one hand against the wall, the other tangling with my leggings which he practically ripped off me. This was my Qui - wild, feral, so different from what he let others see of himself. He was needing this ... *I* needed this, feeling him close, inside me. We both like it rough, he more than me.

"Qui-Gon, wait, I want ..."

His mouth on mine made me speechless. My hands grabbed his hair, hard. When we're like this, there isn't much pain we feel. Just desire, hot need and abandon of all decorum.

"Bed ... Qui, not in ... the hall." This time it was me grabbing his arm, pushing him into my bedroom, tossing him onto the bed, kneeling over him to rid him of his leggings as well. He gasped when the cool air hit his already sensitised cock...

Oh Force ... his naked body on my dark-blue satin sheets, like a piece of art. His trained muscled body compares to none (well, maybe to my own). Younger man cannot come close to the power I know is behind each single muscle; a spring coiled and ready to strike.

My reverie was not for long, my lover had other plans as he roughly threw me onto my back again, straddling my loins, my hardened cock begging for his mouth.

"Qui, please ..." I reached for him, trying to draw him onto me, but he resisted, growling deep, a sound that send a shudder through my spine.

"I will have you, Mace, have you as *I* please ..."

Without any further preamble he leaned down and licked the tip of my cock. I closed my eyes, fighting to hold onto my sanity for as long as I could while his tongue mapped my cock, the warmth of his mouth familiar, cruel Ö he was teasing me, I knew Ö like cat and mouseÖ

"Gods ... Qui, love yo-" Abruptly his mouth left my shaft ... No! I pleaded with my eyes. His voice sounded as if Ö he wasn't talking to me, not really.

"Don't say it! Do *not* Ö say these words ..." I feared he would stop right there, so I let my head drop back onto the sheets, my eyes riveted onto his, seeking his love, his lust in his eyes, the equivalent to what I knew he was seeing in mine Ö it wasn't there! Or maybe I was just too far gone already to notice. He leaned closer again, his bulk pinning me down underneath him, making any move by me impossible. I waited, gasped when his mouth started to suck on my neck, then trailing down my chest, biting my nipple ... hard...I barely suppressed a little yelp ... He was ... never had I experienced him as ferociously as he was. And I loved it!

My hands tried to hold onto his back, fingertip digging hard into his muscles, leaving mark I have no doubt. Lick for lick his tongue, his teeth, his lips tasted my skin, making sure to avoid my groin, again teasing me senseless; continuing their hot path along the inside of my thighs.

Qui moved to kneel between my legs, spreading them, first propping my left leg up onto his shoulder, then my right. I tried to move into a more stable position for his taking. His hands ... like a craftsman inspecting his work, Qui's fingers inspected my body, probed for imperfections, for weaknesses, until at last he bend down his head, his mouth between my legs ... his tongue ...aahhhh, I couldn't help myself.

"Quiii, love ... please don't stop, yes!" His tongue pushed inside my rectum, my grunts of pure pleasure egging him on, him drawing wet circles around the opening to my body. I couldn't wait, one of my hands found my weeping cock, began to pump it in rhythm with his penetrations.

Almost at the brink, I stopped. I wanted to return the favour, but he ... he wouldn't let me, pushing my hand away when I reached for him.

"You will get what you want, Mace, I will give you ... what you desire." His mouth had moved to my calves, the inside of my knees, nipping ... and at last he leaned over me , his mouth on my ear as he positioned his hard cock against my entrance.

"I ... have oil..." I started but a kiss silenced me again.

"No! You will have me ... like this. I know ... you love it like this!" Hot breath hit my neck as his mouth tasted my skin once again, his teeth like razors on my neck.

He entered me with one forceful push inside. My vision blurred for a second, I almost didn't feel the stinging pain along my neck. I didn't feel any pain when he slid into me, only the rush of adrenaline, the knowledge we both wanted this. He was mine in this moment, no-one else's!

"Qui!" I screamed his name, I heard him in my head; my name was on his lips as he pushed inside again, more forceful even than the first time. Push after push, until we established a rhythm. I held onto his back, my nails clawing at his skin. I remember a sticky feeling on my fingertips. No doubt I had broken the skin on his back.

"Mace ... Mace, I .... I... Force!" One more push when he hit my prostate and made me shudder from my approaching climax. My seed splurged against his stomach, I know ...

I saw him. Although he closed his eyes, his mind was shouting my name, I could hear him... He came without making an audible sound, but his soul sang to me, he had finally dropped his shields completely. I was his, and he was mine when he came deep inside me!

One!

It took us both a few minutes to steady our breathing, to calm our blood. I forgot who it was who spoke first, but he took me into his arms, kissing my head.

"I love you, Qui-Gon. How can it be any other way?" He didn't say anything, just sighed, his breath on my head, his hand stroking me down, with a gentleness quite unlike the roughness with which he had taken me just a few minutes ago.

"We need to sleep, Mace. We have earned it, don't you think?"

His deep, amused laughter rumbled through his chest, and all I could do was close my eyes, contend to have him by my side, his heart beat sending me over into the realm of sleep.

When I awoke shortly before first light the coming morning, his place by my side was deserted. The only thing reminding me of what had happened the night before was his scent still clinging to my sheets. He was gone. For good, this time!

The End