darththalia (darththalia) wrote in tpm_flashback, @ 2004-07-26 20:35:00 |
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Original poster: glasshouseslive
Hello campers! This is my last "Gloom, Despair, and Agony on Me" recommendation - I hope you are as glum after reading it as I was. It's been fun! *waves*
Title: Bad Seed
Author: Kirby Crow
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/O
Summary: Obi-Wan deals very badly with being replaced by Anakin. Please read the warnings.
Dark Fic with a capital D. If you don't like this sort of thing, you probably should not read this. Violence, death, and disturbing sexual content (although it's not spelled out, I read underage sexual content as well).
Author's e-mail: kirbycrow@hotmail.com
Website: http://members.tripod.com/~SlashGirls/
LJ id: kirbycrow.
Link to the story: http://members.tripod.com/~SlashGirls/to
Reasons for recommending: No redemption here, folks. Actions taken under the influence of evil twist desire into cruelty. After the act, Qui-Gon both desires Obi-Wan and wants to be free of him because of his guilt. Obi-Wan's body reacts even as he experiences fear and pain, and he himself became adept at self-deception and deceipt.
What's left, after everything good has been destroyed? Only the truth, finally, and it certainly doesn't set anyone free.
Obi-Wan raised his hands up and gripped the headboard. He wetted his lips with the tip of his pink tongue. "Tie me up," he panted as Qui-Gon fumbled with the fastening of his breeches. "Use your belt. You know you want to."
Qui-Gon froze. Obi-Wan had always reminded him of a sleek and graceful cat. Now he laid back and undulated beneath Qui-Gon, watching him with avid, feline eyes.
"Do it," he urged, parting his legs and thrusting his hips upward. "Take me any way you want to. My mouth. My ass. I won't fight you. Not unless you want me to."
The worst part of this, Qui-Gon thought as he looked down in horror on his once-lover. Is that he's right.
Deliberately, Qui-Gon slowly refastened his breeches over his wilting member and pulled away from the open and wiling body under him. He stood and looked down on Obi-Wan, who remained sprawled wantonly across the bunk, tapping his ankle against the wall.
"I almost had you there," Obi-Wan's eyes were bright with triumph. He gave Qui-Gon an unpleasant smile. "Another minute and you would've had me turned on my belly like a two-credit whore."
Qui-Gon nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat and struggling to control his rapid breathing. "I don't doubt that for one moment, Obi-Wan."