DISCLAIMER:
I dont own Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon or the concept of Star Wars. Lex, Terran and any other Jedi/non-jedi/ex-jedi are a character of my own.
CHAPTER TWO: THE TEMPTRESS DEANE
Obi met Lex and his sister at the front gate. He had changed his bloodstained clothing into cleaner, more hospitable ones and cleaned the blood off of his face, so nobody could tell he had been in a fight. Also he kept it quiet so Qui-Gon didn't know.
Lex, his dark brown hair messed and scruffy and his eyes pale green, wore a pair of baggy beige pants and a white t-shirt under a black dress shirt.
His sister, Deane, was a few inches shorter than Obi-Wan with just-past shoulder length dark brown hair and green eyes. Deane wore a pair of ripped jeans and a black dress shirt with most of the bottom ripped off of it.
^Wow^ Obi thought ^Damn she's hot...^
"Welcome," Obi grinned, "Follow me. I'll show you to your rooms."
~*~*~*~*~
"Here," Obi said, "Put these on." He handed Lex a pair of beige pants and a wihte shirt. He gracefully handed the same to Deane, "I'm sorry we don't have anything but these to fit you..." He smiled apologetically, unknowingly gazing into her deep green eyes.
She gazed back and smiled warmly, "It's alright."
"Oh quit it," Lex sneered, "Go get changed Deane."
"Uh, yeah, okay Lex," Deane faultered and swiftly walked into the other room. As soon as the door shut, Lex got a menacing look on his face.
"Obi-Wan?" Lex snapped as he finished changing, "Back off. Deane is off limits."
Obi cocked an eye while his heart fluttered at the sound of her name, "What makes you think I like her?"
Lex groaned, "Even though I am only a 'kid', don't think I can't see you giving her googly eyes."
Obi sighed and Deane returned. ^oh God, she's... she's beautiful^
Although awe-struck, Obi-Wan managed to find his voice, "Come, you must meet my master Qui-Gon."
"Yes," Deane said, "C'mon Lex."
Lex eyed Obi sternly, but followed silently.
~*~*~*~*~
A knocked came at Qui-Gon's door and he opened it to find Obi standing there with two others. A beautiful girl that surprised Qui-Gon and a young boy of whom he presumed was Lex.
"Do come in," Qui-Gon said. After they were all seated, Qui-Gon spoke, "I presume that this boy is Lex, but who is this beautiful lady you have with you my young Padawan?"
"Master Qui-Gon," Obi said proudly, "This is Lex's sister Deane."
"Pleased to meet you Miss...?"
"Just Deane."
"You don't have a last name?"
"No. Lex and I have been orphans all our lives... We had no place to call home."
"That's sad," Qui-Gon said.
"Well, not anymore. You are welcome to stay as long as you please," Obi cut in.
"Thankyou Obi-Wan," Deane smiled dreamily, then turned back to Qui-Gon, "Your Padawan is most generous to us."
"Obi-Wan has always had a soft heart," Qui-Gon smiled. Qui-Gon glanced at his clock, which read 10:30pm, "Oh dear! I didn't think it was this late and you guys must be tired... Obi-Wan take Deane and Lex to their rooms and get some sleep."
"Yes Master."
~*~*~*~*~
Obi-Wan looked around the small room. Deane was there dressed in a silk gown. She bekoned him and he found it irresistable to refuse. Once he got to her, she grabbed him and flung him onto the bed with inhuman strength. Then she seductively climbed onto the bed, on all fours over top of him. She leaned down and grabbed his mouth in a long, possessive kiss. As the kiss got deeper, she savagely ripped his shirt off his arms and threw it off of him. She broke her lips from his, sensing his longing for her, and proceeded to place little butterfly kisses down his neck and chest. She swirled her tounge around the more sensitive areas of his chest while running her hands through his short spikey hair and grinding against him with her knee.
Then she abruptly sat up.
"I had you going there, didn't I?" she asked with a devious grin on her face.
"Huh?" Obi-Wan asked, confused, "What are you doing?"
"I love you Obi-Wan Kenobi." She then proceeded to pull a blade out from behind her back, "Too bad I have to kill you!" She laughed as she brought the blade down at lightning speed.
Obi-Wan screamed as he sat up in bed. He was caked with a cold sweat and his blankets were plastered to him.
"Oh God... Oh God... Oh God..." he muttered, gasping for air as he tried to regain his composure, "It was just a dream.. Just a dream... But oh God, that was soo real..."
Deane ran in.
"Deane?"
"I heard screaming... are you okay?"
"Uh... yea, I'm alright..." Obi-Wan muttered, shocked that she was actually worried.
"Alright." Deane flushed, "Well... I guess I'd better go back..."
As Deane was leaving, Obi couldn't help but notice that Deane was dressed in a silk gown.
DUM DUM DUMMMMMMMMMMMM!
I dont own Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon or the concept of Star Wars. Lex, Terran and any other Jedi/non-jedi/ex-jedi are a character of my own.
CHAPTER TWO: THE TEMPTRESS DEANE
Obi met Lex and his sister at the front gate. He had changed his bloodstained clothing into cleaner, more hospitable ones and cleaned the blood off of his face, so nobody could tell he had been in a fight. Also he kept it quiet so Qui-Gon didn't know.
Lex, his dark brown hair messed and scruffy and his eyes pale green, wore a pair of baggy beige pants and a white t-shirt under a black dress shirt.
His sister, Deane, was a few inches shorter than Obi-Wan with just-past shoulder length dark brown hair and green eyes. Deane wore a pair of ripped jeans and a black dress shirt with most of the bottom ripped off of it.
^Wow^ Obi thought ^Damn she's hot...^
"Welcome," Obi grinned, "Follow me. I'll show you to your rooms."
~*~*~*~*~
"Here," Obi said, "Put these on." He handed Lex a pair of beige pants and a wihte shirt. He gracefully handed the same to Deane, "I'm sorry we don't have anything but these to fit you..." He smiled apologetically, unknowingly gazing into her deep green eyes.
She gazed back and smiled warmly, "It's alright."
"Oh quit it," Lex sneered, "Go get changed Deane."
"Uh, yeah, okay Lex," Deane faultered and swiftly walked into the other room. As soon as the door shut, Lex got a menacing look on his face.
"Obi-Wan?" Lex snapped as he finished changing, "Back off. Deane is off limits."
Obi cocked an eye while his heart fluttered at the sound of her name, "What makes you think I like her?"
Lex groaned, "Even though I am only a 'kid', don't think I can't see you giving her googly eyes."
Obi sighed and Deane returned. ^oh God, she's... she's beautiful^
Although awe-struck, Obi-Wan managed to find his voice, "Come, you must meet my master Qui-Gon."
"Yes," Deane said, "C'mon Lex."
Lex eyed Obi sternly, but followed silently.
~*~*~*~*~
A knocked came at Qui-Gon's door and he opened it to find Obi standing there with two others. A beautiful girl that surprised Qui-Gon and a young boy of whom he presumed was Lex.
"Do come in," Qui-Gon said. After they were all seated, Qui-Gon spoke, "I presume that this boy is Lex, but who is this beautiful lady you have with you my young Padawan?"
"Master Qui-Gon," Obi said proudly, "This is Lex's sister Deane."
"Pleased to meet you Miss...?"
"Just Deane."
"You don't have a last name?"
"No. Lex and I have been orphans all our lives... We had no place to call home."
"That's sad," Qui-Gon said.
"Well, not anymore. You are welcome to stay as long as you please," Obi cut in.
"Thankyou Obi-Wan," Deane smiled dreamily, then turned back to Qui-Gon, "Your Padawan is most generous to us."
"Obi-Wan has always had a soft heart," Qui-Gon smiled. Qui-Gon glanced at his clock, which read 10:30pm, "Oh dear! I didn't think it was this late and you guys must be tired... Obi-Wan take Deane and Lex to their rooms and get some sleep."
"Yes Master."
~*~*~*~*~
Obi-Wan looked around the small room. Deane was there dressed in a silk gown. She bekoned him and he found it irresistable to refuse. Once he got to her, she grabbed him and flung him onto the bed with inhuman strength. Then she seductively climbed onto the bed, on all fours over top of him. She leaned down and grabbed his mouth in a long, possessive kiss. As the kiss got deeper, she savagely ripped his shirt off his arms and threw it off of him. She broke her lips from his, sensing his longing for her, and proceeded to place little butterfly kisses down his neck and chest. She swirled her tounge around the more sensitive areas of his chest while running her hands through his short spikey hair and grinding against him with her knee.
Then she abruptly sat up.
"I had you going there, didn't I?" she asked with a devious grin on her face.
"Huh?" Obi-Wan asked, confused, "What are you doing?"
"I love you Obi-Wan Kenobi." She then proceeded to pull a blade out from behind her back, "Too bad I have to kill you!" She laughed as she brought the blade down at lightning speed.
Obi-Wan screamed as he sat up in bed. He was caked with a cold sweat and his blankets were plastered to him.
"Oh God... Oh God... Oh God..." he muttered, gasping for air as he tried to regain his composure, "It was just a dream.. Just a dream... But oh God, that was soo real..."
Deane ran in.
"Deane?"
"I heard screaming... are you okay?"
"Uh... yea, I'm alright..." Obi-Wan muttered, shocked that she was actually worried.
"Alright." Deane flushed, "Well... I guess I'd better go back..."
As Deane was leaving, Obi couldn't help but notice that Deane was dressed in a silk gown.
DUM DUM DUMMMMMMMMMMMM!
