Boykissing Fic 7- Qui/Obi
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tarotgalA little shorter than the other boykissing fics (by a page and a half) but it says what I wanted it to say so, well, yeah. Here it is. *snuggles the boys*
Title: It Goes Without Saying
Author: tarotgal
Fandom: Star Wars
Rating: PG
Pairing: Qui/Obi
Summary: Qui-Gon wakes his sniffly lover up in the morning
Notes: I requested boykissing requests. circe requested Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan
It Goes Without Saying
Morning broke on Coruscant as the sun’s light spilled onto the Jedi temple along its eastern side. It crept into the room where Qui-Gon was preparing breakfast, piling plates on a tray instead of the table. While their common area was bright and filled with sunshine, the bedroom was dark and without windows. Qui-Gon left the door open behind to let in just a little light.
Obi-Wan was still in bed, sleeping soundly. His snores were soft but steady, and did not break as the bed sagged and Qui-Gon scooted up along his padawan’s side. “Obi-Wan…” Qui-Gon kissed his padawan’s cheek gently. “Wake up, my sniffly, sick lad.” Obi-Wan lifted his hand and swatted sleepily at Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon chuckled and continued to kiss cheek, neck, forehead, whatever he could reach and wherever he could get past Obi-Wan pushing him away. After a few unsuccessful attempts at pushing his master away, he turned his head away completely to get Qui to stop.
But Qui-Gon had absolutely no intention of stopping. He continued to kiss, lips brushing against every bit of skin Obi-Wan had showing, hands included, until Obi-Wan began to chuckle and could not fall back to sleep. The young man turned his head back. A kiss on the lips from Qui-Gon was his reward and made them both smile a little. Then Obi-Wan turned his head back again to sleep. “Mmm, nope. Come on. Time to wake up. I want to talk with you before I leave for the day.”
Obi-Wan’s eyelids were heavy, but he pulled them open. After a snort and a few coughs, he resigned himself to staying awake. Qui-Gon gave him another gentle kiss on the lips smiled down at his padawan. It was a wonderful way to wake up, Obi-Wan knew. But several other factors were getting in the way of pure happiness. Obi-Wan raised a hand to his face to cover a yawn, and then a quick sneeze. “kCHISH!” He sniffled lightly.
“Good morning.” Another kiss accompanied the sentiment.
With another sneeze coming on, Obi-Wan merely nodded. His mouth hung open in expectation and his breaths were shallow. “uhhh… uhh-uh-KSHHH! ehhhKshhhh!”
Qui-Gon supplied him with a fresh handkerchief. “Sounds like you’ll be staying in again today?”
Obi nodded and reached up to kiss Qui-Gon’s cheek as an answer.
“Have some breakfast then,” Qui-Gon insisted. Obi-Wan shook his head. “Tea? Toast and eggs?”
Another shake of his head answered, then a sneeze. “uhhh-IKShhhh!” And another. “EhChishhhh!” As Obi-Wan rubbed the handkerchief at his nose, Qui-Gon took the younger man in his arms with a snuggly sort of hug. “You’ve got to have something… just a little bit of tea? I want to be sure you get something in you before I have to leave.” Qui nuzzled his face into Obi-Wan’s hair, the fuzz brushing softly against nose and cheeks. He kissed repeatedly and squeezed Obi-Wan to his chest. Obi-Wan sighed finally, giving in. “That’s what I like to hear.” Qui-Gon nuzzled him again, then pulled a cup of tea from the tray.
From behind, he reached around Obi-Wan with one arm so that he had an arm on both sides for the younger man. He held the cup and Obi-Wan drank slowly but steadily until he needed to sneeze again. He struggled to swallow just before his breath caught and he went stiff against Qui-Gon. It was not the sort of stiff either of them would have preferred. “hehhh…” Qui-Gon set the tea aside, to be safe, and Obi-Wan relaxed a little. “ehh-HKshhhhh! ihhShuhhh! Uhhh-uh-KShhhh! Chishhh!”
“Goodness…” Qui-Gon hugged the younger man. “Bless you.” Obi-Wan finished the tea and immediately turned onto his side, leaning against his master’s chest. He snuggled into Qui, curling, nuzzling his face into his master’s robes. “Oh, don’t give me that. You know I cannot stay home today with you.”
Obi-Wan whimpered and sniffled wetly. He clutched the robes tightly as he tensed up again. “Don’t sneeze on my robes, either. They were just cleaned.”
Obi-Wan didn’t seem to be able to do much about it, as he was already drawing a deep breath. Qui-Gon lifted his hand and pressed it over Obi-Wan’s mouth, with his index finger up against the bottom of Obi’s nose. “hhh’Chufffff! KShffff!” Obi-Wan sneezed quickly. He sniffled and looked apologetic. Qui-Gon kissed him softly to tell him not to worry about it, and wiped his hand off rather thoroughly on a handkerchief.
Then Qui-Gon wrapped his arm around the smaller man and kissed the top of his head. “I wish I could stay. But I absolutely must meet with the council this afternoon. I do wish you could be with me, but I understand you are ill and you should stay in bed until you feel better.” His thumb stroked Obi-Wan’s cheek soothingly. “If you stay here and rest I’ll try to make it home early to snuggle more.”
Looking up with a question in his eyes, Qui-Gon kissed him again to seal his promise. Then he pulled away and got up, straightening his robes.
Though Obi-Wan looked hurt, he let Qui-Gon tuck him back beneath the covers with a handkerchief. One he needed almost immediately. “hehhh-UHShhhh! Chishhhh! Uhhh-Hihshhhh!” He blew his nose a little and sank heavily into his pillows, welcoming the chance for more sleep.
Qui-Gon kissed him goodbye on the cheek and told him to get as much sleep as possible. Obi-Wan snuggled into his covers and nodded weakly. Qui-Gon was on his way out when Obi-Wan called out, “Udless you cad stay just a little loh… logger?” Qui-Gon paused at the door. “uhh-uh-HITCHH!”
Qui-Gon turned, leaning with his back against the door and his head against the door jam. He watched his padawan snuffle into the handkerchief and then pull back with a yawn. “You know,” Qui-Gon said thoughtfully, a smile slowly growing on his face. “I have been kissing you quite a bit this morning, haven’t I?” Obi-Wan nodded. Qui-Gon continued, speaking slowly. “And I am feeling abnormally warm this morning.” Obi-Wan looked momentarily concerned, then understood what Qui-Gon was saying. “Perhaps it would be wise to remain here for a few hours, just to be sure I have not caught that cold from you. Because it would be terrible to meet up with the council and delegates if I were sick. I certainly wouldn’t want them to catch this from me.” Obi-Wan shook his head and sniffled.
Wriggling out of his robes, he slipped beneath the covers in just a tunic and his leggings. He took his padawan in his arms. Obi-Wan snuggled into Qui-Gon, then reached up and kissed his master’s cheek in appreciation.
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Title: It Goes Without Saying
Author: tarotgal
Fandom: Star Wars
Rating: PG
Pairing: Qui/Obi
Summary: Qui-Gon wakes his sniffly lover up in the morning
Notes: I requested boykissing requests. circe requested Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan
It Goes Without Saying
Morning broke on Coruscant as the sun’s light spilled onto the Jedi temple along its eastern side. It crept into the room where Qui-Gon was preparing breakfast, piling plates on a tray instead of the table. While their common area was bright and filled with sunshine, the bedroom was dark and without windows. Qui-Gon left the door open behind to let in just a little light.
Obi-Wan was still in bed, sleeping soundly. His snores were soft but steady, and did not break as the bed sagged and Qui-Gon scooted up along his padawan’s side. “Obi-Wan…” Qui-Gon kissed his padawan’s cheek gently. “Wake up, my sniffly, sick lad.” Obi-Wan lifted his hand and swatted sleepily at Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon chuckled and continued to kiss cheek, neck, forehead, whatever he could reach and wherever he could get past Obi-Wan pushing him away. After a few unsuccessful attempts at pushing his master away, he turned his head away completely to get Qui to stop.
But Qui-Gon had absolutely no intention of stopping. He continued to kiss, lips brushing against every bit of skin Obi-Wan had showing, hands included, until Obi-Wan began to chuckle and could not fall back to sleep. The young man turned his head back. A kiss on the lips from Qui-Gon was his reward and made them both smile a little. Then Obi-Wan turned his head back again to sleep. “Mmm, nope. Come on. Time to wake up. I want to talk with you before I leave for the day.”
Obi-Wan’s eyelids were heavy, but he pulled them open. After a snort and a few coughs, he resigned himself to staying awake. Qui-Gon gave him another gentle kiss on the lips smiled down at his padawan. It was a wonderful way to wake up, Obi-Wan knew. But several other factors were getting in the way of pure happiness. Obi-Wan raised a hand to his face to cover a yawn, and then a quick sneeze. “kCHISH!” He sniffled lightly.
“Good morning.” Another kiss accompanied the sentiment.
With another sneeze coming on, Obi-Wan merely nodded. His mouth hung open in expectation and his breaths were shallow. “uhhh… uhh-uh-KSHHH! ehhhKshhhh!”
Qui-Gon supplied him with a fresh handkerchief. “Sounds like you’ll be staying in again today?”
Obi nodded and reached up to kiss Qui-Gon’s cheek as an answer.
“Have some breakfast then,” Qui-Gon insisted. Obi-Wan shook his head. “Tea? Toast and eggs?”
Another shake of his head answered, then a sneeze. “uhhh-IKShhhh!” And another. “EhChishhhh!” As Obi-Wan rubbed the handkerchief at his nose, Qui-Gon took the younger man in his arms with a snuggly sort of hug. “You’ve got to have something… just a little bit of tea? I want to be sure you get something in you before I have to leave.” Qui nuzzled his face into Obi-Wan’s hair, the fuzz brushing softly against nose and cheeks. He kissed repeatedly and squeezed Obi-Wan to his chest. Obi-Wan sighed finally, giving in. “That’s what I like to hear.” Qui-Gon nuzzled him again, then pulled a cup of tea from the tray.
From behind, he reached around Obi-Wan with one arm so that he had an arm on both sides for the younger man. He held the cup and Obi-Wan drank slowly but steadily until he needed to sneeze again. He struggled to swallow just before his breath caught and he went stiff against Qui-Gon. It was not the sort of stiff either of them would have preferred. “hehhh…” Qui-Gon set the tea aside, to be safe, and Obi-Wan relaxed a little. “ehh-HKshhhhh! ihhShuhhh! Uhhh-uh-KShhhh! Chishhh!”
“Goodness…” Qui-Gon hugged the younger man. “Bless you.” Obi-Wan finished the tea and immediately turned onto his side, leaning against his master’s chest. He snuggled into Qui, curling, nuzzling his face into his master’s robes. “Oh, don’t give me that. You know I cannot stay home today with you.”
Obi-Wan whimpered and sniffled wetly. He clutched the robes tightly as he tensed up again. “Don’t sneeze on my robes, either. They were just cleaned.”
Obi-Wan didn’t seem to be able to do much about it, as he was already drawing a deep breath. Qui-Gon lifted his hand and pressed it over Obi-Wan’s mouth, with his index finger up against the bottom of Obi’s nose. “hhh’Chufffff! KShffff!” Obi-Wan sneezed quickly. He sniffled and looked apologetic. Qui-Gon kissed him softly to tell him not to worry about it, and wiped his hand off rather thoroughly on a handkerchief.
Then Qui-Gon wrapped his arm around the smaller man and kissed the top of his head. “I wish I could stay. But I absolutely must meet with the council this afternoon. I do wish you could be with me, but I understand you are ill and you should stay in bed until you feel better.” His thumb stroked Obi-Wan’s cheek soothingly. “If you stay here and rest I’ll try to make it home early to snuggle more.”
Looking up with a question in his eyes, Qui-Gon kissed him again to seal his promise. Then he pulled away and got up, straightening his robes.
Though Obi-Wan looked hurt, he let Qui-Gon tuck him back beneath the covers with a handkerchief. One he needed almost immediately. “hehhh-UHShhhh! Chishhhh! Uhhh-Hihshhhh!” He blew his nose a little and sank heavily into his pillows, welcoming the chance for more sleep.
Qui-Gon kissed him goodbye on the cheek and told him to get as much sleep as possible. Obi-Wan snuggled into his covers and nodded weakly. Qui-Gon was on his way out when Obi-Wan called out, “Udless you cad stay just a little loh… logger?” Qui-Gon paused at the door. “uhh-uh-HITCHH!”
Qui-Gon turned, leaning with his back against the door and his head against the door jam. He watched his padawan snuffle into the handkerchief and then pull back with a yawn. “You know,” Qui-Gon said thoughtfully, a smile slowly growing on his face. “I have been kissing you quite a bit this morning, haven’t I?” Obi-Wan nodded. Qui-Gon continued, speaking slowly. “And I am feeling abnormally warm this morning.” Obi-Wan looked momentarily concerned, then understood what Qui-Gon was saying. “Perhaps it would be wise to remain here for a few hours, just to be sure I have not caught that cold from you. Because it would be terrible to meet up with the council and delegates if I were sick. I certainly wouldn’t want them to catch this from me.” Obi-Wan shook his head and sniffled.
Wriggling out of his robes, he slipped beneath the covers in just a tunic and his leggings. He took his padawan in his arms. Obi-Wan snuggled into Qui-Gon, then reached up and kissed his master’s cheek in appreciation.
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Date: 2004-08-19 11:39 pm (UTC)You certainly have a way with words. These two lines, in particular, seemed phrased in a way that hit that little 'fic happy button' with amazing accuracy, causing me to melt with a combination of lust, warm fuzzies, and a desire to cuddle cute fandom boys:
“Wake up, my sniffly, sick lad.”
and
“Udless you cad stay just a little loh… logger?” Qui-Gon paused at the door. “uhh-uh-HITCHH!”
This fic, and those two lines especially get a big, resounding 'YUM!' from me. :)
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Date: 2004-08-20 01:02 am (UTC)I am deeply envious of Qui right now.
You and me both! *whines* I want to snuggle the sniffly Obi...
As for the lines you liked...
“Wake up, my sniffly, sick lad.”
The idea for the fic came to me as Qui-Gon waking a sniffly Obi up in the morning. And being all tender and snuggly, but knowing he was sick and making it into a cute sort of thing. That line was the second thing that popped into my head and I wrote the fic around that. *G* You've got an excellent ability for picking out the most important lines in my fics! Thank you for being such a kick-ass reader :-)
“Udless you cad stay just a little loh… logger?” Qui-Gon paused at the door. “uhh-uh-HITCHH!”
*G* And this would be the third thing that popped into my mind. As the title sort of hints at, and as you no doubt noticed while reading, that's Obi's only line. I was going for a "communicating only through kisses" thing at the beginning, but I wanted Qui's cute 'good morning'-ness so I just dropped all of Obi's lines. They so don't need to talk in order to understand each other. Sniffles and kisses are enough most of the time. So I put that line in to call attention to Obi's need and strong desire to pull Qui-Gon back into bed. And the stuffiness... well, I'm using his cold as his excuse for not speaking earlier. But, yeah, I spent a long time on that line, getting it just how I liked it. I'm glad it worked for you, too!
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Date: 2004-08-20 02:12 pm (UTC)Very intuitive of Qui to know exactly what's going on with Obi Wan, I love it. And hah, to skip the meeting, I loved it all! I hope that Obi Wan does (er..not) feel better soon, although with Qui in bed with him for the day, I know he'll be his normal sweet self. Hopefully not long enough for another fic! hee hee. I loved it!
~A
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Date: 2004-08-20 05:15 pm (UTC)And I totally wish I could jump into bed with him, too. Though according to Qui, his meeting was in the afternoon and he was only going to hang around an extra few hours with Obi. But in my head when the time came to leave, he totally blew off the meeting. Or, even better, ended up coming down with Obi's cold and had an actual excuse to stay in bed and snuggle all day.
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Date: 2004-08-21 02:33 am (UTC)~A
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Date: 2004-08-21 02:23 pm (UTC)I really enjoyed the story. So cute! ^-^
Keep up the great work!
Maki ^-^
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Date: 2004-08-23 06:48 pm (UTC)Thank you much for reading it :-)
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Date: 2004-08-23 07:00 pm (UTC)Thank you much for reading it :-)
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Date: 2004-08-23 07:08 pm (UTC)I'm about 99% I want to make this into a longer fic, so fb is always helpful here. Thanks!
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Date: 2004-08-24 10:13 pm (UTC)Obi's one, stuffed up line was a nice feature. I loved it, so cute!
I apologize for the belated feedback (and on a fic I requested too!). I just moved into my dorm on Sunday, so everything during the past two weeks has been crazy. But I loved the fic. And your other one, on your site! That was fantastic. Sniffley, adorable Obi. I liked how you depicted such a turning point in Qui's life, as well as the boys relationship. Very nice. Sigh - I can't wait for the blanket that needed an origin to appear again. :) Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2004-08-24 11:12 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked Obi's line, too *G* He's so cute when he's all stuffed up *EG* I started the longer version of this fic this morning. Lots more cuteness and dialogue is planned, with this one-shot in the dead middle of the story.
And oohhhh! Thank you much for reading the one on my site! No one else has mentioned it, and it was a quick sort of fic, so I wasn't sure if it was too angsty or what. I'm glad you thought the build and realization of the turning point was justified for where their relationship was at the time. I hate writing them with people other than each other, but I hoped that worked all right for what the fic turned into *snuggles the master and padawan* Oh, and the blanket... I love that blanket. I didn't want it to be like a childish security blanket type-thing. But I don't know... I always feel better with my own comfy blankets when I'm sick than with random ones or what-not. I guess I was more or less trying to come up with an origin for it that made it less childish and all that. And established it as a comforting-when-sick sort of item.
And happy new dorm room! That's always so interesting and exciting. Settling into a new place, with new people about. Hope your first week there goes well!
And thanks again for the beta-reading offer. If you find you can't handle it, what with classes and all, just let me know. But I really do appreciate it a lot! Thank you!
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Date: 2004-08-25 09:47 pm (UTC)-c
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Date: 2004-08-25 10:49 pm (UTC)But I do have some questions that can be answered with the incomplete bit I have now. So I'll send it away before I fall asleep tonight, however much I have done. (Which will probably be 4 pages or something tiny like that)
Streakers? I've never actually seen anyone streak before, I mean, not on TV blurred out and all. Wow. The wildest traditional thing on my campus was the first snowfall snowball fight between the corp of cadets and the huge all-male dorm. The corps always won, but mainly because they'd spend weeks with battle plans and attack movements and stuff. Amazing fun to watch... but no buff naked athletes. Sad, really. But sounds like a nice welcome! :-)