Qimir One Shot's and Imagine

What if Qimir is a Jedi Master

a little bit smut 18+

Narrator's perspective:

Y/N is Qimir's Padawan. The two get along well, others would say a little too well. Today was another one of those training days. Y/N didn't really feel like it, as she hasn't been able to sleep properly for a while. Thoughts about her master keep her awake. She shouldn't have thoughts like that about her master, but she can't stop them either.

Y/N's lightsaber flies back to the ground. "What's wrong with you, my Padawan?" he asks, picking up her lightsaber. "It's nothing, Master," she says, picking up her lightsaber. Qimir sighs and shakes his head.

They both stand facing each other. "Concentrate," says Qimir. "Yes, master," she says.

Every time you call him master, his cock twitches. He knows he shouldn't think that way of his Padawan, but you're just so beautiful. He shakes his head to refocus. "Ready?" he asks. "Yes," she says and attacks him. But Qimir dodges. Y/N quickly turns around and wants to attack again, but it happens as it had to and Y/N stumbles a little. Qimir tries to catch her, but it's too late. They both land on the ground, Qimir on the bottom and Y/N directly on top of him. Qimir hopes Y/N doesn't notice the bulge in his pants.

Y/N lifts her head up. "I'm sorry," she says quickly. She actually wanted to get up straight away, but she notices a hardening down below. She moves a little inconspicuously and Qimir gasps for air. Y/N grins inwardly. Jackpot.

Your view:

I shouldn't really do this but we are so close and I can tell he likes it, so I move again this time he growls and grabs my waist. "Don't start anything you don't want to finish," he growls. I bend down to him. "Maybe I do want to, Master," I whisper in his ear while my hand wanders into his boxers and grabs his hard cock. I move my hand slowly up and down. Qimir moans and grabs my waist tighter. "Do you like that, Master?" I grin and only get a moan from him. The thought of someone catching us is exciting.

Qimir suddenly turns us around so that I'm underneath him. "Oh, my silly little Padawan, do you think you're in charge here?" he growls.

His hand wanders into my underwear and touches my entrance. "Are you so needy for your master?" Qimir grins. All I can manage is a moan. Qimir puts two fingers inside me. "Qimir," I moan. He just grins and slowly moves his fingers in and out. "Please, go faster," I moan. He moves his fingers faster, but just before I can come, he stops immediately. "Hey," I moan. "Not here," he says. "Or do you want the others to catch us?" he asks, raising his eyebrows. I shake my head. "Let's go to my room," Qimir grins.

He covers his bulge the whole way and I just grin. When we get to his room, he pushes me against the wall and kisses me. My hand goes to his crotch. "It's going to be a long night," he grins.

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