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Fourplay
by Wolfling and Lori
NC-17
Qui/Jess/Obi/Rill
Summary: Lots and lots of sex?
Notes: An AU from the Letters Universe. This isn't your mother's letters....
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Obi-Wan leaned back on the couch, "I kissed you. It's only fair that you kiss Qui-Gon for comparison purposes."
Rilka lifted an eyebrow. "Am I supposed to be keeping ratings?"
"No, not at all. Though I am tempted to kiss Jess. . ." He shifted and gave her a saucy grin.
"Who's stopping you?"
Jess shifted slightly in his seat. "Don't Qui-Gon and I get a say?"
"No," Rilka answered. "Next question?"
Obi-Wan let his eyes rake up and down Jess's lean form. "I don't know if he likes me."
The other knight squirmed some more. "I didn't say that. I just..."
"Just don't want to. That's fine." Obi-Wan paused. "For now."
[What are you planning, Obi-Wan?]
Obi-Wan looked over where his bondmate was sitting, so far quietly.
[An interesting afternoon, if you don't mind.]
[*I* don't.] Qui-Gon looked meaningfully in Jess' direction.
[Ah, but there is a passionate lover hiding inside that solemn knight squirming across the room there. I'd like to meet him.]
[You push too hard he's just going to retreat further. What you need,] Qui-Gon said, sounding thoughtful, [is a seduction.]
Obi-Wan gave his mate a long, warm look, [And you would recommend what? Exactly?]
[Your original idea perhaps. If I kiss Rilka...]
"So, Qui-Gon. . .since Rilka won't keep score, maybe you can. Why don't you give the lovely woman a kiss?" Obi-Wan offered in response to Qui-Gon's silent suggestion.
His bondmate smiled and raised an eyebrow questioningly at Rilka, wordlessly asking permission. She nodded and got up out of her chair, coming to stand in the middle of the room. "A kiss I believe?"
Qui-Gon rose with his customary gracefulness and crossed to stand in front of her. "Yes," he murmured, reaching up and gently cupping the back of her neck before bending and sealing her mouth in a long lingering kiss.
Obi-Wan could taste her again through the bond link and savored it all over again. Rilka had let one hand slide up along Qui-Gon's arm and into his hair. Obi-Wan let his eyes shift back to Jess, who was shifting again in his chair. "Jess?"
"What?" Jess' voice was more high pitched than normal and his eyes had that field mouse under the gaze of a Kseha hawk wide eyed stare.
Meanwhile the sensations he was getting from his bond mate were making him twitchy. "Never mind, Jess-love. It can wait."
The endearment made Jess squirm all the more.
He got up from the couch and made his way across the room. One hand coming out to trail along Rill's arm and Qui-Gon's back as they continued to kiss. Obi-Wan stopped in front of Jess's chair and sank to his knees, his hands coming out to rest on the arms of the chair. He whispered softly, "May I kiss you?"
"I..." Almost of its own accord Jess's hand moved to caress Obi-Wan's arm. He swallowed, then nodded minutely.
With a warm smile Obi-Wan leaned forward, and kissed the dark haired man chastely. A gentle brush of lips. He heard Jess gasp and then he was being kissed back thoroughly, Jess's hands gripping his upper arms to hold him in place.
He squirmed closer, pushing between Jess's spread knees. The fire was definitely lit in the reserved knight now. It was truly an amazing feeling, he thought, as the kiss deepened and lengthened, going on and on, to be kissed like this and still feel the resonance through the bond of Rilka's kissing Qui-Gon. It was, in some ways, like being kissed by both of them at once.
Obi-Wan let his hands slip to Jess's thighs, the muscles bunching and tightening under his first stroking touch. He leaned back, "Relax, Jess. No one is going anywhere."
"Coming, on the other hand..." Rilka said with a grin. Breaking away from Qui-Gon she walked over and ran a hand through Jess's dark hair. "Listen to the man, Jess, and relax."
Jess looked up at her, eyes a bit lost, a bit wild. "Rill, I-"
"Hush," she whispered, putting a finger to his lips, then bending to drop a kiss there. "It's all right."
"Are you sure, I mean...ohh." His voice died away as Obi-Wan brushed his thumbs over the bulge in Jess's leggings.
"I'm sure," she said with another smile. "And it looks like at least part of you is as well."
"He's cheating," Jess said hoarsely before diving into Obi-Wan's kisses again. The fingers released his biceps and slid to his shoulders, pulling Obi-Wan forward again.
Qui-Gon's warm chuckle washed over him. "Perhaps I should've warned you. He does that a lot." The Jedi Master had moved over to them as well and now slid one arm around Rilka's waist and kissed her again.
Obi-Wan moaned softly as the doubled sensations washed through him again. This time he was the one who pulled, tumbling Jess down on top of him onto the thickly carpeted floor. "You feel as good as I thought you would," he murmured before wrapping one leg and his arms around Jess and tasting that mouth again.
It was Jess who pulled away first this time, looking at Obi-Wan with something akin to wonder. "So do you. I've imagined this for a long time, I just never..." He stopped and shook his head, then a smile lit up his face. "Though we were all wearing substantially rather less."
"Nothing stopping you," he murmured and threw his arms out to the sides. Wicked smile firmly in place.
"Perhaps, in an effort to avoid getting rug burn in rather sensitive places, we should move to the bedroom?" Qui-Gon suggested.
Jess showed no signs of wanting to move. His fingers kept playing with the laces on Obi-Wan's shirt. He leaned down, murmuring, "I've always wondered if your neck is as sensitive as it seems."
Obi-Wan brought his hands up, holding the other man back. . .barely. If Jess started nibbling on his neck he'd be lost. "I wouldn't want Ani or Kae to find us like this."
That had the desired effect as Jess scrambled up off him and stood. "The bedroom sounds like a good idea," he said hastily.
Obi-Wan shifted his weight up to his elbows then sat up. "Our bedroom then?"
Qui-Gon reached down and hauled him to his feet. He continued the slight pull, drawing Obi-Wan into his arms and stealing a kiss of his own. "Yes."
[Mmmm. Feels so good. All of it.] He grinned when the kiss was over and took his bondmate by the hand leading him into the bedroom.
Knowing that Rill would bring Jess in behind them.
Obi-Wan grinned at his bondmate, and in a very typical maneuver, released Qui-Gon's hand and dove onto the wide bed. Rolling over he kicked his boots off and waited to see who would join him first. Rilka looked at him, her head cocked to the side, then grinned wickedly and dived onto the bed beside him with similar enthusiasm.
"Well, hello there." Obi-Wan purred.
"Hi," she replied, still grinning, then kissed him, one hand slipping inside his loose tunic.
"Mmmm." He pulled her closer, one hand going to her hip. Feeling the soft curves so unlike what he had become accustomed to, he fought the urge to roll on top of her and press her to the bed. Plenty of time for that.
A startled gasp made him look up; Qui-Gon had stepped behind Jess and had pulled the young knihgt back into his arms, turning Jess's head for a kiss as he made quick work of Jess's tunic with deft fingers.
"I'm not the only one who cheats," Obi-Wan murmured as he watched his bondmate seduce Jess.
Rilka laughed softly, then sat up and pulled her tunic off. "Lose the clothes, Kenobi."
"Yes, Leftenant." He tossed both the tunics over the side then got distracted by all the pale creamy flesh she had bared. He leaned over and took her nipple between his lips, tasting the sweet flesh.
She hissed in pleasure, hands coming up to cup the back of his head. Now he pushed her back flat on the bed, skating his hand down her stomach and began tugging her leggings off her hips.
He felt the bed dip slightly and looked over to see Qui-Gon and Jess, both bare-chested, looked in a rather involved clinch.
Rill tugged on his hair, "Pardon me, Kenobi. I do believe we were doing something here."
She raised the leg that had come to rest between his, rubbing it against his manhood. Obi-Wan's eyes closed and he rocked into that touch involuntarily. He shifted a little and took the other nipple into his mouth, still barely rocking his hips. Murmuring softly in encouragement, Rilka arched her back and slid her hands down Obi-Wan's back and under the waistband of his leggings.
He slid up slightly, nipping and kissing his way along her collarbone then up her neck. Her hands kept distracting him, as was the returning double sensation through the bondlink. A sudden surge of erotic sensation came through the bond, accompanied by a moan from Qui-Gon; a glance to the side showed him that Jess had discovered his bondmate's nipple ring and was tugging on it gently with his teeth.
"Oh dear," he muttered and with a gasp closed the bond down between them some. It was almost enough to make him want to get one.
Suddenly his leggings felt too tight and he raised his hips enough let Rill tug them down. She did so, giving his buttocks a squeeze as she pushed them down his thighs and far enough for him to kick them off. Obi-Wan Force-lifted her off the bed enough to make removing her remaining clothing easy and then they were both naked. Warm skin the length of their bodies.
"I say we team up on Jess," he whispered in her ear then bit gently on the lobe.
"Mmm..." she murmured, her hands running gently over his back.
He chuckled and then traced the shell of her ear with his tongue. "Like that, do you?"
She shivered, arching up against him. "Whatever gave you that idea?" she asked, breathlessly.
"This." He slid a hand down her chest, tweaking a very tight and erect nipple.
"Aahh," she said intelligently, her hips beginning to rock slightly against Obi-Wan's.
He tasted along her jaw then devoured her mouth. Wrapping one hand around her thigh, he urged her to shift her legs around his waist. His erect length rubbing along her damp clit now, he continued to rock, lost in their pleasure. Rilka moaned, moving against him, pressing up against him encouragingly. Her legs and arms tightened around him and she moved her head enough to start nuzzling at his neck.
Obi-Wan moaned and shifted so he could enter her on the next rocking motion. "Oh, um...may I?"
"If you don't, I may have to hurt you," Rilka replied, arching upwards, causing him to slip slightly inside her.
"Yes," he hissed and slid into her, warm velvety heat gripping his length.
For a long moment he lost himself in the moment, in the sensations, forgetting everything but the woman in his arms, the woman he was moving in and out of smoothly, relishing her little gasps and moans as they moved together. Then a hand slid between his thighs, brushing against his balls teasingly.
He shuddered and gasped, coming to a stop as those wonderfully vexing sensations chased along his nerves. "Who?" Obi-Wan twisted his head slightly to look.
Qui-Gon smiled at him. [How soon they forget,] he said dryly, one finger trailing back over Obi-Wan's perineum as he spoke.
Another shudder and he rocked in to Rill then back along that teasing finger. [More!]
His bondmate complied, his finger moving back further to tease at his opening. Obi-Wan gasped as Rill grabbed his buttocks and bared him to more of Qui-Gon's touch. He opened his eyes to see that Jess was kissing her now, stroking his fingers through her hair.
He heard Rilka murmur something to Jess though he couldn't make out the words. Jess nodded, kissed her one more time then turned and captured Obi-Wan's lips just as Qui-Gon's finger slid inside.
Then Jess moved down to his neck.
[Oh stars above...] Obi-Wan gasped as he was sensuously assaulted. [You planned this, didn't you?]
[Would we do that?] Qui-Gon asked, adding another finger.
[Yes!] Obi-Wan was never sure if his answer was to the question or his bondmate's actions.
Jess had found the perfect spot on his neck and was sucking a passion mark into the super sensitive skin. Then Rill shifted her hips under him and rocked up as Qui-Gon pushed in. Everything short-circuited, all the sensations at once did him in. He tore his mouth away from Rilka's and rocked into her fiercely, his orgasm pumping deep into her welcoming body.
[Beautiful,] Qui-Gon said, sending an image through the link of what he'd just witnessed.
"Mrph?" Was about all he could manage as he collapsed panting on Rill's soft curves.
Rill oophed softly then laughed. "I think he short circuited something."
Obi-Wan purred and ran his hands down her sides as his tongue flickered out and licked the tip of her nipple.
She gasped, shivering. "Some parts still seem to be in working order," she added breathlessly.
"He tends to turn into something of a large contented felinoid at times like these," Qui-Gon remarked, moving his fingers which were still located in a rather intimate place.
"And you are playing with my tail," Obi-Wan murmured before latching onto Rill's breast again.
Another hand was suddenly lightly running down Obi-Wan's back. He licked around her areole one more time before letting his forehead rest between her breasts. Arching his back slightly into those hesitant touches, he purred again.
"I see what you mean," Jess said with some humor, stroking Obi-Wan's back again.
Obi-Wan slid back enough to slip out of Rill, rubbing against her warm sweaty skin, his eyes closed as the pleasure washed over him. Qui-Gon's fingers withdrew and several sets of hands were urging him over onto his back.
He went, faintly disgruntled at losing his warm comfortable spot. "Hmmm?" he purred and turned his head to the nearest warm body.
It turned out to be Jess, who captured his lips in a gentle kiss. Obi-Wan inched closer, then tugged him down wanting more. The other knight came willingly, settling between Obi-Wan's sprawled legs, a warm welcome weight on top of him. The midnight black hair spilled around their faces as Jess leaned in for a kiss.
Obi-Wan let his fingers slide along the strong shoulders and down the broad back to settle around the narrow hips. Jess was single-minded about the kiss, and Obi-Wan found himself slightly overwhelmed at being the focal point of that kind of intense attention. He rubbed gently over the large muscles, trying to ease that intensity. Finally, he brought his hands up and tugged Jess's lips away. "Calm down, Jess-love. I'm not going anywhere."
"Say that again," Jess demanded, eyes dark with arousal.
"Jess-love," he whispered.
Jess rocked his hips against him, the heat in his eyes nearly burning Obi-Wan.
"Take me." Obi-Wan felt the tight erection pressing against his own returning one.
"You sure?"
"Would I have said so otherwise?" he growled and nipped at Jess's neck, pushing his hips up.
Without another word, Jess slid a hand between them, stroking over Obi-Wan's sack and then moving backwards to check on his readiness. Obi-Wan couldn't help the purr that turned into a moan at that touch. Distantly he could feel Qui-Gon's pleasure racing through the bond. Licking his lips he could feel the ghostly tastes that his bondmate was savoring.
A turn of his head brought the sight to go with the tastes: Rilka with her head thrown back, giving these soft little whimpers of pleasure, as Qui-Gon had his head buried between her outstretched legs, his long hair a startling contrast to the pale skin of her thighs.
Obi-Wan gave his own whimper as Jess leaned down to taste him. Sensation, shared memory and the bond conspiring to melt his synapses again. He felt a Force probe slide gently into him, the feeling both alike and different than when Qui-Gon had done the same thing.
"Jess! Now, please!" he rolled his hips. "More. Something."
Jess let go of his erection, causing him to whimper. But then he was pushing Obi-Wan's legs up towards his chest and guiding himself to Obi-Wan's opening. He held himself behind his knees, holding himself open for Jess's touch. Slipping just inside, his tormentor stopped, rubbing the width of his crown in and out repeatedly. Obi-Wan whimpered again. [Need more Jess, please.] He didn't realize he'd said it through the bond to Qui-Gon, not aloud.
Still, Jess seemed to respond, sliding in the rest of the way in one smooth stroke. It was wonderful and he let Jess take him with another purr. There was a tug on his hair and he turned, meeting Rill's lips in a heated kiss as Qui-Gon slipped inside her. The sight seemed to inspire Jess because he began thrusting even harder.
Obi-Wan managed to reach out and stroke his hand along his bondmate's flank. Touching all of his lovers at once. His hips rocked to Jess's insistent rhythm, arching and rolling to each stroke. Then Rill pulled away from the kiss and gasped, and Obi-Wan found himself staring into her eyes as they glazed over with her climax.
He smiled and watches as both she and Qui-Gon came in pure passion. "Beautiful."
Her eyes cleared and she dove back in with twice as much heat as before. Obi-Wan sighed and gave himself over to pure sensation again. Rill let her fingers spider over the love bite from earlier and it set him off. Jess shuddered as Obi-Wan tightened and rippled all of his muscles.
Jess moaned, his rhythm speeding up and becoming ragged, letting out soft grunts with each forward thrust. A moment of perfect frozen stillness presaged his climax. Obi-Wan purred into the kiss and let his spine and hips roll into that stillness. The hand not intertwined with Qui-Gon's fingers came up to rest again Jess's cheek. Jess met his eyes, emotions and thoughts clear in them.
"Love you," he whispered into that intent gaze, and that seemed to be what the knight had been waiting for. With a hoarse cry Jess pounded into him, climaxing. He held on through the other man's shudders.
[Love him, my Qui-Gon. He wants this and does not know how to ask.] Obi-Wan held the trembling body to him, relaying what he had seen in Jess's dark eyes.
Qui-Gon shifted, reaching out and gently massaging Jess's back. Obi-Wan sighed, knowing exactly how good his bondmate was at that. He smiled and brushed the dark, sweaty hair back of Jess's eyes. "You are in for a special treat, Jess-love. Qui-Gon gives wonderful massages."
"You're biased," Qui-Gon said with a small smile. All the while keeping up the slow massaging caresses.
"That may be, but I still stand by my opinion." He chuckled wickedly when Jess began an uneven purr.
"Far be it for me to disagree with the General's opinion," Qui-Gon replied, then leaned over and kissed Obi-Wan.
[You remember that later when I do something you disapprove of.] He smiled and rubbed the tip of his nose against Qui-Gon's cheek in caress before releasing him.
Rilka sat up and reached out, stroking Obi-Wan's hair as she watched Qui-Gon slowly relaxing and arousing Jess.
"I love you all dearly," he murmured when the weight was becoming oppressive, "but one of my titles is not mattress."
Using a tendril of the Force he floated the boneless Jess up enough that he could slide out from underneath, Jess's manhood having slipped from him as his erection faded.
"Hmmm?" Jess asked, rousing himself slightly at the movement.
"Just relax, Jess." Obi-Wan shared a conspiratorial glances with Rill and his bondmate. "It's going to feel really good in a moment."
"Feels good now," Jess murmured.
Rilka smiled, "Try the small of his back, Qui-Gon. He is particularly fond of that."
"Really? Thank you." Qui-Gon trailed his fingers lightly over the spot in question.
"Oooooh." Jess bucked up into that caress.
"Mmm," Obi-Wan murmured. "Wonder how he would react if I gave him a passion mark there."
"One way to find out," Qui-Gon said and bent over to rub his beard against Jess's back.
"Stars above," Jess gasped and scrabbled at the sheets before going boneless as Qui-Gon's tongue snaked out traced a wet circle.
"So we just going to sit here and watch?" Rilka asked Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan leaned back against the headboard. He drew Rill back against his chest and straddling his lap so they could watch their mates together. He let his hands slip down along her pelvis and between her parted legs. "You watch while I make up for coming without you earlier."
"I wasn't complaining," she said, a bit breathlessly.
"You are very wet," he murmured letting his middle finger dip between her folds and stroke along her clit. He let his nose brush along the back of her ear. "And very generous to all of us."
Her head fell against his shoulder. "You make it sound like it's some kind of imposition..."
"Not at all." He nipped her ear then nuzzled his way down her neck. "However, I am a great believer in reciprocating."
"You are wet with our seed inside you, Rilka-ki." Two fingers slipped deeper inside her. He stroked the warm velvet that had been wrapped around him. She shuddered and moaned softly.
A moan that was echoed by Jess a second later; Qui-Gon had moved lower in his attentions.
"Isn't that lovely?" he whispered stroking her softly. "In a moment or two Qui-Gon will want inside your lover and we will get to watch. Watch, Rill. Watch and let me love you with my hands."
"I'm not stopping you..." Rilka's voice was developing a definite tremor and her hands moved restlessly for a moment before latching onto Obi-Wan's arms tightly.
He smiled warmly at the comment. Qui-Gon had shifted so he lay back on the bed, his head pressed up against the outside Obi-Wan thigh while Jess was kissing his way up the inside of the Jedi Master's calf.
"Would you like to come, my sweet one, as Jess is being taken?" His spread his leg out forcing her legs wider, giving him more access. Two fingers moving deep inside her now, his palm giving her something to grind against.
Her hips were moving now, her breathing fast and slightly ragged. "Obi-ki," she moaned, pushing back against the erection that was pressed against her buttocks.
He slipped his fingers deeper. "Ride," he ordered hoarsely.
She did so, more of those breathy whimpers coming out of her mouth as she ground down on him.
Obi-Wan groaned and bit at her neck then soothed it with a swipe of his tongue. "Feels good, Rilka-ki." Nibbling his way up to her ear he tried to concentrate on her and feeling Qui-Gon's blaze of passion burning through the bond.
One hand came up and cupped her breast, thumb brushing along the tight nipple. "Oh!" A surprised gasp and a shiver went through her whole body at the touch. He suckled her earlobe into his mouth and held on tightly with his arms. Wanting to see her come.
"Oh...oh...oh..." Rilka stammered, the shivers increasing with each movement. "Obi-ki!" she gasped out, her head falling back on his shoulder as she reached her climax.
Obi-Wan held his breath as he watched her come, caressing her in such a way as to prolong her shudders of pleasure as long as possible.
Finally though, Rilka slumped bonelessly against him, panting for breath. "Looks like I jumped the gun on them a bit," she said, nodding towards Jess and Qui-Gon, who were still engaged in mutual foreplay.
"That's fine," He trailed a hand down her side. "We'll join them in a minute or two. Perhaps team up on Qui?"
Rilka grinned wickedly at him. "An excellent plan, General."
"You want the nipple with the ring or without it?" he murmured softly, not wanting to give away the surprise.
Not that Qui-Gon or Jess were aware of anything but each other at this point. Jess was dribbling oil a drop or two at a time along Qui-Gon's thick manhood. Qui-Gon's was watching him through half closed eyes, his hands running over any part of Jess he could reach.
"I've been wanting to get a close up look at that ring," Rilka replied.
"Ever since you gave it to us I bet." He chuckled and gently urged her up.
"When I left your quarters after giving Qui-Gon the case, I went back and jumped Jess." She grinned as she moved out of his lap. "It was a very interesting night."
"You'll have to tell me about it later. Or show me." He slid down and rested on his side, head propped up on one elbow. He kissed his bondmate, "Hello Qui-Gon. Having fun?"
"One might say that." Qui-Gon's tone was conversational but his voice was husky with arousal.
"Jess being good to you, love?" he purred and slid closer, nestling his chest against the larger man's side. One finger began tracing idle circles across the tanned skin.
"He has...great...focus."
Rilka slid down Qui-Gon's other side, and also began tracing a finger along the Jedi Master's chest. "That he does. He's kept this kind of thing up all night before."
"A good thing in a Jedi knight." Obi-Wan grinned, then caught Jess and Rill's eyes and nodded.
"Even a Master's focus and patience must come to an end," Jess said conversationally, straddling Qui-Gon's hips and guiding the oiled erection he held to his own opening.
Then, slowly he sank downwards.
"Indeed," Obi-Wan answered in a soft dangerous voice as he and Rill bent their heads at the same time and began teasing the tight nipples.
Qui-Gon cried out and arched up into the touches, hips almost bucking Jess off.
[Easy, my most loved.] He lifted his head and devoured that panting mouth burying his fingers in the chestnut and silver hair.
Qui-Gon's mind was brightly ablaze with passion and love for all of them. The open generosity of his heart reaching out and intertwining with all of them unconsciously as he tried to share what was within him with the group. Obi-Wan of course, could feel it all, but the others remained out of his bondmate's reach.
He eased the frustration that lurked in the powerful mind that was unable to articulate it. Obi-Wan raised his head again, this time to ask a question. "Jess, Rilka. . .we would like it if you would form a pairbond with us."
Obi-Wan dropped his eyes, not wanting to pressure either of them into a choice, and met the impossibly deep midnight blue ones of his lifemate. [I've asked what we both have wanted, Qui-Gon. It is up to them to answer.]
He leaned down and kissed the thin lips tenderly, his hand coming to rest atop the thrumming heart.
A second later Rilka's hand covered his own. "We would be honored," she said softly.
A glance back at Jess showed him nodding in agreement, his own hand joining theirs.
Obi-Wan started the weaving, using their shared memories and touches to build the potential bond between them. Jess added the tight focus of his attention, making sure that nothing dissipated or faded as it grew more complex.
Rilka's pure strength of heart and caring providing the foundation to rest the whole thing on. Now it was up to Qui-Gon to activate that potential with his strength in the Living Force. His bondmate's hand came up and covered the three on his chest as he did just that, imbuing the pattern with the power of the Force, strengthening the threads that had just been woven between them, until it ceased to be a construct and became a warm living series of connections.
[Welcome,] he said softly into the new bond, touching his newest bondmates with a wave of love and welcome.
Now the urgency was doubly strong, echoing between Qui-Gon and Jess as they could feel each other's arousal. Obi-Wan and Rilka let it feed between them and back into the two interlocked men. Qui-Gon reached up and pulled Jess down into a kiss as they began to rock against each other.
Rill slipped a hand between them, stroking Jess's tight erection as Obi-Wan slid around behind Jess. He let his fingers trace along the sweet spot in the small of Jess's back, his other hand slipping to cradle Qui-Gon's balls. Both men groaned in unison and their rocking increased its pace. Jess reluctantly released Qui-Gon's mouth and sat back up, giving them both more freedom of movement.
Obi-Wan promptly circled his arms around Jess's chest, loosely and began nibbling on his neck, while Rill went back to tugging on the nipple ring with her teeth. That was the beginning of the end as the pleasure and urgency fed through the bonds and doubled and trebled as it bounced from person to person.
It wasn't just Qui-Gon and Jess that had orgasms. They all did, at one level or another. Obi-Wan held on as Jess slumped back against him, boneless and gasping. Somehow they got rearranged until they were all snuggled together as close as possible.
[You were right, Obi-Wan,] Qui-Gon murmured, looking at his bondmate with mischievous blue eyes. [It was an interesting afternoon.]
He snorted and cuddled closer. [You just wait until morning.]
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