MMOM Day 16: Mace (Qui-Gon)
This fic is rated: R
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairing: Mace(Qui-Gon)
Timeline: 17ish years pre-TPM
Summary: Mace can't help but feel.
Word Count: 100
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted were_lemur, skywalker_days, mmom, starwars_slash
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Disclaimer: George Lucas owns Star Wars. I own a 22-year-old pickup truck. I hope that Mr. Lucas will accept this story as the tribute to his genius it is, and not sue me for what little I have. No infringement is intended, no profit is being made.
Mace gritted his teeth, and tried to ignore what he was feeling through the Force. It was bad enough being sent on a mission with Qui-Gon, without having him masturbate not a meter away.
Mace gritted his teeth.
For the past three years, the older Jedi had made frequent appearances in Mace's fantasies. And for the past three days, they'd been living in close quarters. Now, it was all Mace could do not to walk through the door and --
Qui-Gon let out a muffled groan. Mace carefully did not think about how Qui-Gon's face would look as he came.
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairing: Mace(Qui-Gon)
Timeline: 17ish years pre-TPM
Summary: Mace can't help but feel.
Word Count: 100
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted were_lemur, skywalker_days, mmom, starwars_slash
My FanFic Masterlist
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns Star Wars. I own a 22-year-old pickup truck. I hope that Mr. Lucas will accept this story as the tribute to his genius it is, and not sue me for what little I have. No infringement is intended, no profit is being made.
Mace gritted his teeth, and tried to ignore what he was feeling through the Force. It was bad enough being sent on a mission with Qui-Gon, without having him masturbate not a meter away.
Mace gritted his teeth.
For the past three years, the older Jedi had made frequent appearances in Mace's fantasies. And for the past three days, they'd been living in close quarters. Now, it was all Mace could do not to walk through the door and --
Qui-Gon let out a muffled groan. Mace carefully did not think about how Qui-Gon's face would look as he came.