Force Bonds

Part Four

Bright suns!

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katie
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Time seemed to slow while your master explored your hot flesh. The feeling of his rough hands on your soft skin was extraordinary. You whined and writhed beneath him as he ran his warm tongue over your breast and navel. A sensation that began warm, but soon left your skin to feel icy, wet, and cold...

"Master, I don't know how much of your teasing I will be able to take."

"Oh darling, I've been dreaming of this moment for quite some time. This teasing has been all yours... now it's my turn."

You felt you masters tongue place itself flat against your slit and begin to make small circles. You were slick with arousal and the sensation was almost unbearable. The way his beard rubbed against your thighs created a burning sensation that you were sure would be there tomorrow. You gasp and grip your masters sultry and soft, dark brown hair as his tongue splits you open and teasingly stops applying the perfect pressure on your clit.

You knew your master had never partaken in sexual activity, so his skill in bed was quite surprising. You wondered if he was reading some non-approved literature from the archives in his spare time.

You buck and grind your hips against Obi Wan's face as his circles become faster in speed. Your master wraps his arms around your lower abdomen and locks his hands in place; giving you little space to move and reject his attention. He leans into you once more and suckles harder at the steaming core of your sex. You can feel your thighs quivering and you can see the stars in your eyes as he slips two fingers in to follow rough and rapid attention to your clit once more. The muscles in your feet become tight as you grip your toes closed and push them against the soft bed. Your hands desperately grab more, and tighter, handfuls of hair.

You thighs create tremors against your master shoulders; your hips now rocking off the bed.

"I'm going to cum, master!", you whine. This time, you weren't asking for permission. You feel your juices flow out of you and into your masters appreciative mouth; the sounds coming out of your so vulgar and loud you were convinced every living creature on Coroscaunt could hear you confessing your undying love for your Jedi Master: his mouth still pressed hard against your sex as he sucks up every last bit of you...

Obi Wan's tongue gives one last circle before he releases you and crawls to your side. You are beyond grateful of all the attention he had been giving you tonight, but you felt great guilt as you knew your master had yet to indulge in sweet release. Even after all of your orgasms, though, it felt as if something was missing. Each sensation greater than the last, there was only one thing you knew could fill the ever-growing feeling of emptiness.

You needed him inside of you.

You pressed your soft hand against his chest and planted a warm kiss in the nook of his neck before speaking.

"Master, forgive me, but it has come to my attention that you have yet to have release.", you smirked.

Obi Wan blushed as he looked down at himself, still hard and leaking. You placed warm kisses up to his ear.

"I want you to take me, Master. I need to feel you inside of me."

Obi Wan let out a warm sigh. Before you could blink, you were on all fours; spread and open for your master. You could feel the dripping down your legs.

Obi wan pressed his tip against your hole. He pushed in gently and slowly pulled out. He was teasing you; again.

"For force sake, just fuck me already.", you begged: the whining reminiscent of that of a young child to their mother.

And just like that, Obi Wan slammed himself hilt deep into you. A loud cry escaped your throat. The sensation began as a sharp pain, but soon became a fire filled pleasure. Your master pumped into you rapidly and rough; whispering the most vulgar and and inappropriate terms and sounds that have ever entered your ears.

"(Y/N), you feel so go—good.", Obi Wan whimpered.

His grip on your hips became tight as he pushed you into his mattress: his erect member hitting you in that sweet spot deep inside you; evoking a cry from you with ever pump. You could feel every vein and bump on his hard member. He was indeed exquisite.

Last chapter coming soon....