Party Favor
Author: Lanna C. email: dewlannaa@hotmail.com
Archive: ok
Disclaimer: All characters except Tsalia Kai have been
borrowed and will returned unharmed.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/f
Summary: # 13 of Qui-Gon/Lia series. Qui-Gon crashes
Lia's fund-raiser.
Feedback: "You may fire when ready."
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Qui-Gon Jinn stood, arms folded inside the sleeves of his
robe, surveying the fund-raiser guests that filled the second
floor of the Temple Library. Master Yoda had enlisted Lia's
help in turning this floor into a Jedi Museum. They had
already set up a few displays, but lacked the funding
to search for and acquire the Jedi artifacts needed to fill
the museum. This was the third fund-raiser Lia and Yoda
had hosted, and judging by the number of senators and
dignitaries in attendance, it would be very successful. Lia
did not like for him to come to these things. She claimed
his presence distracted her from her work. He usually
was only too happy to stay away, he did not like to see the
woman he loved using her assets to garner contributions.
When he had seen the dress she would wear tonight he
had decided to attend. It left little to the imagination and the
thought of all those senators and aides pawing her ate at
his calm. He kept his thoughts shielded so she would not
know he was there and when she came close he slipped
behind the nearby lightsaber display case. He felt like a
padawan hiding from her, but he knew how angry she would
be to find him there, watching over her.
He spotted her at the far corner of the crowded area speaking
with a group of Mantisi. It seemed even insectoid males could
not resist her charms. In that dress who could blame them.
She was beautiful in her flowing red gown. It was backless
and strapless, he had no idea how she kept it on. The front
barely covered her bosom. Her long brown curls were piled
on top of her head, revealing her slender neck and bare
shoulders. Qui-Gon sighed longingly as he watched her.
From there she was whisked to the dance floor by the Bothan
senator.
As the night progressed he watched as she made her plea
to each successive partner as they glided over the floor.
Every song brought a new opportunity for funding. A few
times he saw her politely but firmly remove a hand from
her buttocks.
Qui-Gon felt a ripple in the Force as Lia's current dance
partner stepped aside for the new arrival. Senator Palpatine
of Naboo had stepped in and was now leading Lia around
the floor. He could sense no danger, but the ripple was still
with him. The Jedi master worked his way through the throng
of dancers until he reached Lia and Palpatine. Qui-Gon was
not well acquainted with the senator from Naboo, the few
times he had been in his presence he had found him hard
to read. He tapped the man on the shoulder.
"May I cut in Senator?"
"Master Jinn, isn't it? With the ladies permission, of course."
Palpatine said, kissing Lia's hand before moving off.
The disturbance he had felt was gone as he took Lia in his
arms. He led them smoothly around the floor to the music,
ignoring Lia's icy gaze.
"What are you doing here, Qui-Gon?" She asked.
"I was invited."
"Everyone in the Temple was invited. Why are you here?"
She wanted to be angry with him because she was supposed
to be working, but she felt a rush of excitement as he held her
body close to his as they danced.
"I just wanted one dance." He answered.
She could hardly refuse him one dance, she thought as she
rested her head against his chest. Lia was so caught up in
their dance, she did not notice that the crowd had thinned
to nothing and the music had softened.
Qui-Gon stopped moving and Lia looked around. He had
led them to the back end of the museum, behind an immense
stone pillar. He backed her into the cool structure, his gaze dark
with passion.
"I've got to get back," she said, though it was the last thing she
wanted right now.
"Soon enough." He bent, claiming her lips in a hungry kiss.
Lia's hands went to his shoulders, grasping at his robe as
their tongues snaked together. She knew she should be
doing something but found she could not form complete
thoughts now.
Qui-Gon tore away from Lia's mouth and began to kiss
and nibble along her neck. Her chest rose and fell rapidly
as her excitement grew.
"I've... got... to.... go," she purred, still gripping his robe.
Qui-Gon trailed kisses along her shoulder and over her
collarbone. He could see the hard nipples, that begged
for his attention, through the satiny red of her dress. Her
body shuddered against the massive stone pillar as he
caressed her throat with his tongue, his hands teasing
her hard nipples. He wanted to take her right here and
now, he ached for her, he knew she wanted him just as
much, but he also knew how angry she would be later.
He looked into her eyes, glazed with lust, and kissed her
lips. Lia moaned, pressing her body into his painfully
erect member.
All responsible thought was pushed from Lia's brain,
all she wanted now was to feel Qui-Gon pulsing inside her,
filling her with the erection that strained to be free.
He snaked his hand between their bodies as they
kissed feverishly, sliding the front of her dress up her
legs. Finally reaching the hem, he ran his hand along
the inside of a soft thigh. Their bodies shook with
desire. Lia hooked her leg around his thigh, urging
him on. His fingers played in her curly mound, moving
along the wet folds. Their kiss silenced her moans
and whimpers. He told himself to stop now, to release
her and go, but instead he slid a finger inside her
opening. Two more joined the first, slipping in and
out of her body, until his whole hand was slick with
her juices.
Lia tore desparately at the fastenings of Qui-Gon's
pants, releasing his engorged penis. She stroked
the heated organ and the Jedi master's control
crumbled. He lifted Lia's small form from the floor,
pressing her into the wide pillar. She wrapped her
legs tightly around Qui-Gon's hips as he buried
himself inside her. Lia came instantly, biting his lip
as her body convulsed in ecstasy.
Qui-Gon drove forcefully into her tight opening again
and again, until his hot seed burst inside her body.
They collapsed to the floor as one, their bodies still
joined. Lia wiped blood from Qui-Gon's lip as he
tried to smooth her now tousled hair. They shared
a few more moments of intimacy before returning to
the party.
END