darththalia (darththalia) wrote in tpm_flashback, @ 2004-06-26 12:14:00 |
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Original poster: mrshamill
Title: Shake and Bounce
Author: Firecracker
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/O
Warnings: None, really, though perhaps spew.
Author's e-mail, web site and/or LJ id: The last email addy I have for her is KLee624820@aol.com. I looked for her on both the list and LJ, but didn't find her.
Link to story: http://www.masterapprentice.org/arc
Reasons for recommending: I have a feeling I might get one of those disapproving looks for this one, but I really do think it's hilarious. Firecracker's stories have been, for me, something of a guilty pleasure. I don't think her characterizations are very good, and there are times when her dialog sucks, but damn! This was so funny and so hot, I couldn't resist reading it over and over again.
This is a classic 'unknown aphrodesiac' story, affecting both of the boys. Of course, in Firecracker's universe, their trials and tribulations resemble more Earth-centric doings than GFFA, but regardless, it's a riot.
Quote from story: Crushing Obi-Wan's lips against his own, Qui-Gon dragged him slowly to the floor, reaching into his pants. Obi-Wan duplicated the gesture, stroking his Master, pulling him free.
It was easier this time, they could lie down on the soft carpet. Qui-Gon tore off the confining suit jacket. Obi-Wan massaged the thick nipples that stood prominently under the sweaty silk shirt. Qui-Gon groaned from the touch. They turned on their sides, taking each other to heights of pleasure, sucking and pulling on puffy cocks, teasing and caressing the heavy sacs underneath.
Gasping, straining, sweating. /I want you inside me so bad!/
//I'll bang you to your heart's content later. Come with me!//
With a wrench and a cry, Obi-Wan flooded Qui-Gon's mouth. As he swallowed deeply his own body bucked up and let go with an answering shudder. The sweet lips gobbled up every drop.
They lay sprawled on the elevator floor disheveled, spent, and confused.
"This is..." Obi-Wan didn't know where to begin. "Wonderful. But what's going on here?"
Qui-Gon fixed his pants. "I...begin to suspect something is triggering this, but-"
"The drinks maybe? Dragon Twisters are extremely strong."
Qui-Gon shook his head. "Something else. Alcohol depresses the nervous system. We would've passed out a long time ago."
Small smile. "I'm about to pass out now. But you're right, this is something more along the lines of a stimulant."
"I'm going to try this panel again. We need to get out of here so we can sleep this off" Qui-Gon pressed at the wall panel.
Obi-Wan straightened up. Will we make it that far? It's a crazy night.