Daydreams

 

 

УLieutenant!Фа General Obi-Wan Kenobi snaps at you.а

You jerk your head up, your face flush and tingling with embarrassment.а I wasnТt just caught daydreaming about my commander, no really I wasnТt. аУYes, General?Ф

УDo you have that data about the Nodrians yet?Фа His jaw is locked, his eyes glaring at you.

УYes sir,Ф you reply, pressing a button on your control panel, releasing the data to his command displays.а

This isnТt the first time youТve been caught daydreaming, and you know youТre in for it now.а Your reprimands have been rather simple in the past; cleaning the bridge, thirty-six hours of duty shifts in a row, and assisting the cooking droids in the mess hall.а But you know youТre on shaky ground.а One more, and youТll lose your rank.а And who knows what an angry Jedi will do to you.а

УLieutenant,Ф Kenobi says, his voice somber.а УReport to my office at the end of your duty shift.Фа

УYes sir.Фа Kest, you know youТre in for it now.а

General Kenobi walks off the bridge, and you try not to let your mind wander.а ItТs not your fault that things are slow and boring.а And you have an active imagination.а Too active, evidentially.а Not to mention an extremely attractive senior officer.а

Your captain smirks at you, he knows about your fantasies.а Well, he doesnТt know the details of them, but he knows you adore General Kenobi.а Those hypnotic blue-green eyes, his broad shoulders, and the way his body moves with a grace most males canТt even begin to understand.а Your captain ignores it most of the time.а HeТs a good friend.а

Many of your fantasies involve details of how to seduce the good General.а A walk through the corridors, where he attacks you and drags you into a supply closetЕа Dinner together in your quarters where you accidentally spill a glass of wine on your shirt, and it must be removedЕа Massaging the General after his private workouts in the gymЕ

You could go on, but what would be the point?а ItТs pretty obvious.а YouТre completely infatuated with the General.а

And the thing that infatuates you the most is the fact that heТs never taken any liberties with any of the female crew on any of his ships.а You know, because there are so few women in the Republic crews, it would have leaked by now.а

HeТs always been a perfect gentleman.а

There was a woman on another ship who said he accidentally knocked her over while he hurried through a corridor.а The story goes, he felt so bad because she hurt her wrist, that he had a special care basket made for her as soon as they reached a port.а

Then there was the woman on Tarna, who tried to seduce him one night while the crew was on shore-leave.а He only shrugged her aside, speaking to her kindly, then returning to his suite alone.а

So the man is due to erupt soonЕа you think to yourself.а And I am just the woman to help him erupt.а

But the reality of the situation sets in.а You have to get reprimanded.а And youТve been reprimanded before.а General KenobiТs reprimands are not pretty.а It was nothing like your fantasy reprimands, involving torn uniforms and muted lights.а

There are The General glares.а Then the long lecture, with his beautiful eyes staring at you like your infractions hurt him personally, and you feel so guilty, you canТt look at him.а Then comes the punishment.а And with those eyes of his, he tells you to do some menial task for the next month as punishment.а Course it seems menial, but it could be scrubbing every centimeter of the ship with your toothbrush, but you leave, thinking you got off light.а YouТre pretty sure he does some kind of mind-whammy on you while youТre there, but you couldnТt prove it.

УLieutenant,Ф your captain says.а УYour shift is up.Фа

You nod.а УThank you, sir.Фа You stand, straighten your tunic, and head off the bridge for General KenobiТs quarters.а

The walk isnТt long, but it is long enough.а You stop three times to straighten your uniform, and make sure your hair is in place.а Still, with the delays, you still arrive at his office too quickly.а

You press the door chime, and wait.а

Four deep breaths later, the door slides open, and General Kenobi greets you.а His eyes flare a deep jade green, and you bite your cheek to keep from groaning at the sight of him.а HeТs dressed in his thin, gauzy Jedi shirt, and his heavy tunic pants are gone, replaced by looser gauzy pants.а His hair, brushing his shoulders, hangs perfectly, and his beard is short and lays perfectly against his face.а

УCome in, Lieutenant.Фа He steps out of your way and gestures to two chairs in the center of the room.а УTake a seat.Фа

You seat yourself in the closest chair, your back rigid-straight, your feet crossed at your ankles, waiting for your reprimand.а The office, sparse and simple, only holds two chairs, the entire room the same steel gray as your uniform.а You wish you had a can of paint, any color, to spray on the ship in random bolts to add a bit of color.а But it doesnТt surprise you that General Kenobi keeps his office that same drab color.а It makes him stick out even more in the room.а You hold your head up high, preparing for anything.

He takes a seat in front of you, letting out a sigh as he does so.а УLieutenant,Ф he says, crossing his arms over his chest, defining his pectorals.а УI do not know what to do with you.Ф

УSir?Фа I can think of lots of thingsЕ

He grimaces at you.а УYou are distracted, rarely focused on the situation around you, and your mind is so far away from where we are, it is unfathomable.Фа He leaned forward a bit, his eyes boring into you.

УI apologize, sir, I will be better,Ф you say.

He smirks at you.а УYou always say that, then we are back here again.а I donТt see any reason why I should keep you on this ship.Фа His smirk fades away, and his eyes, deep and jade-looking sparkle at you.

УI am sorry, sir.Фа You bow your head.

УWhat would you do in my position, Lieutenant?Фа

Thoughts run through your mind that no matter how hard you try, they will not exit your brain.а You bite your cheek, trying to keep from letting the blush in your cheeks show.а УI do not know, sir,Ф you say, barley able to get the words out.а

He rolls his eyes.а УThis is exactly what I mean!Фа He stands up, pacing around.а You sit frozen, youТve never seen the Jedi General pace like this.а He steps behind his chair, resting his hands on the back and looks at you.а

УDo you have any idea how unnerving it is to be focused on a mission, and to hear your thoughts?Фа He squeezes the back of the chair, his knuckles whitening.а УYour thoughts about me?!?Фа

Your eyebrows fly up, and your cheeks flush, but this time not because of dirty thoughts.а You had always figured you controlled your thoughts well.а Evidentially not.а

УI, uhЕ I meanЕФа

УWould you like it Lieutenant?а To hear such thoughts?Фа

You open your mouth to speak, but he raises his hand to silence you.а УDonТt bother answering, I know what youТll say.Фа

No you donТt!а You think.а I might have apologized, you prick.а I hope you hear that thought!а And why were you listening to them?а Huh?а What gave you the right to invade my private thoughts?

He let out a sigh.а УI think we should work on something.Ф

You arch your eyebrow at him.а УIs this my reprimand?Ф

УIn a matter of speaking.а You will not change your behavior of daydreaming, so I have one idea.Фа He pulls a small crystal from his pocket, setting it on a pole that slides up from the floor between the chairs.а He drops the crystal into the tip of the pole, and the crystal begins to glow.а

You stare at the crystal, while he turns down the light.а УSir?Ф

УYou must develop better mind shields.Фа

УPardon me, sir,Ф you say Уbut how do I do that?а IТm not a Jedi.Фа

УI have noticed,Ф he says.а УImagine a wall around your mind.а A place where only you can go, and there and only there, you can think about anything you like, because no one can hear those thoughts.Фа

You nod your head.а This is so strangeЕа But you do as he says.а You imagine your mind like a cube, and you imagine closing each side around you.а

УNow,Ф he says, Уthink anything you want.а I will test your shields.Фа

You close your eyes, again imagining the cube closing around you, and you let your mind wander.а The gauzy shirt that Kenobi wears is enough to let your thoughts run rampant.а Your fingers wrapping around the material, loosening the clasps, and sliding the shirt off his head.а Your fingers run down his chest, feeling the hairs on his chest, your fingers running rampant over his chest, circling his nipplesЕ

УStop,Ф Kenobi says.а His breath is slightly ragged.а УYour shields are too weak.а I could read each of your thoughts.Фа

You blush, your hands covering your face.а I really thought I had thatЕ

УTry again, close that cube tighter around you.Фа

You imagine again the cube closing around your mind, this time, you imagine bolts on the cube, locking each side.а Then, with slight trepidation, you delve into your fantasy again.а This isnТt exactly a normal reprimand.а

You imagine your fingers caressing his skin, running through the hairs, your fingers circling his nipples, and sliding away.а You bring your lips down to each nipple, flicking them with your tongue, and then biting each oneЕ

УStop,Ф Kenobi says again.а His breath is more haggard then before.а УYouТre doing better, but you still need to work on this.Ф аHe stares at you, his face flush.а He tries to remain dignified, but his lips look red, like heТs been biting them.а

You blink, realizing what an affect youТre having on him.а IТm making him blush!а You suppress your grin, as you begin to really enjoy this.а

УLet us try one more time.Фа

You close your eyes, again trying to lock your mind away from him, and delve back into your fantasies.а You flick each of his nipples with your tongue, feeling his body groan under you, as you slide your hands down to his firm bottom, caressing each cheek as you bite on each nipple causing aЕ

УUhhhnngghh.Фа

You snap your eyes open.а Kenobi has his eyes closed, his face contorts into a look of pure ecstasy.а KenobiТs eyes open and he blinks, staring at you.а

УI didnТt tell you to stop,Ф he says, his voice deep and guttural.а

УThis is not working, General.а YouТre still able to read my thoughts.Фа You shift, about to get up.а

Suddenly, the GeneralТs hand is on your arm, pushing you back down in your seat.а УI have not dismissed you yet, Lieutenant.Фа HowТd he get to me so fast?а You stare up at him, his eyes dark, his jaw clenched in a tight lock, you can see veins in his neck shifting under his skin.а

You whisper a curse, and he grabs your face.а His lips attack yours in a frenzy youТve never known.а Before you realize it, his lips have taken complete control of yours, and his tongue parts your mouth, marching forward almost like a military maneuver.а ThereТs so much power in his kiss, every fantasy youТve ever had could not compete with this feeling of his lips for real on yours.а Your body is on fire, and you feel like a loose cannon in his kiss.а

You feel his hands on your arms, pulling you up into his kiss.а Your body is mush under his grasp.а His tongue battles with yours as you both dance around each other.а He tastes so wonderfully, youТve lost all ability to retain rational thought.а After an eternity of kissing, he releases you, and your head rocks back, your spine unable to hold your head up anymore.а

His lips nip at your neck.а УYouТve tortured me for months,Ф he whispers as he slides down your neck.а УIf you only knewЕФ his lips reach your uniform collar, Уhow hard it was to be in the same room as you,Ф his hands work loose the top clasp, Уto want to touch you,Ф his lips reach your collar bone, Уlive out your fantasies, but canТt.Фа

УYou enjoyed them?Ф you ask, gaining control of your head just a bit.а

He pushes your uniform away from you as much as he can, trying to reach your skin, his lips running wild.а УYou have to ask?Фа he says between kisses.а

You reach down and touch his face, bringing his eyes up to yours.а УI have to.а Or else this is all a daydream.а And soon, IТm going to get screamed at for losing myself in my thoughts again.Фа

УThis is real,Ф he says, kissing you again.а УVery, very real.Фа

You inhale a breath as his fingers go back to removing your uniform top.а You reach up, caressing his chest through his shirt.а He quivers under your touch, a soft moan escapes his lips.а

He loosens your uniform top, undoing all the clasps, and his hands roam freely across your underslip.а His hands slide down your chest, between your breasts, and you arch into his touch.а

You slide your hands down his chest, feeling his rock hard bottom under his loose pants.а He leans more into you as he kisses you again on the mouth, and you arch into him.

The chair rocks and almost falls backwards.а He pulls back, pulling you up to a standing position, pressed against his body.а Youа moan, feeling his hardness through his pants pressed against you.а

УCome,Ф he says, taking your hand and leading you toward a back corner of the room.а He palms a panel, and a side door opens, leading into a bedchamber.а

His bedchamber.а

In the two seconds you look around, you see thereТs not much in the room besides the large bed with the steel gray sheets that match the cold walls balled up on the bed.а

He pulls you down on the bed, the two of you sitting, facing each other.а His hand caresses your cheek.а УYou have tested my restraint since you boarded this ship,Ф he whispers, his eyes sinking you deeper and deeper into him.а

УMaybe its time for you to lose it, General,Ф you whisper.а

A groan escapes his lips, and youТre flung on the bed.а He lands on top of you, his hands guiding your uniform top off, revealing the thin underslip.а He flings the top away, and his hands play across your shoulders, slipping around the wire-thin straps of the underslip.а He tastes your skin, his lips running rampant over your shoulders, pulling at the underslip.а A rip fills the room, and the underslip straps are gone.а

He looks up at you, an apology on his face.а УIs this ruined now?Ф He asks, showing you the broken straps.а

УYes, but I have more.а ItТs okay,Ф you whisper back to him.а

He smiles.а УGood,Ф he whispers.а His hand slides down the slip, and with a quick motion, the slip is ripped down the center, and you cry out.а He pulls the thin fabric away from your body, revealing your bare chest to him.а He runs his hand down your chest, sliding between your breasts, across your stomach, his eyes exploring your form.а

You reach up, pulling at his gauzy shirt, trying to get it off him, and he sits up, sliding it off him, but he comes back down, partially laying on you and continues his caresses of your chest.а

His fingers run around your breasts, your nipples erect and hard, screaming for his touch.а He slowly runs a hand around each one, working his way closer and closer to your nipples, but he doesnТt touch them.а You try to arch into him, but he avoids the area.а

You moan, a pouty look on your face.а

УDo you want me to touch you?Фа He says, staring at you.а УDo you want me to lick you?Ф

You groan under his erotic words, nodding your head violently.а He takes one nipple in his mouth, and grabs the other one in his hand, almost painfully squeezing it.а

You moan as his tongue caresses one, while his fingers work on the other.а He switches, making you moan even more.а You grab at him, wrapping your fingers into his hair, your scant fingernails digging into the back of his neck.а A grunt comes out of him, and he arches harder into you, pressing his manliness into your thigh.а You cry out, trying to work your hips closer to his, but you canТt.а

One of his hands slides down, following your hip and down your thigh, then back up, caressing your center before sliding back up.а A scream exits your lips, and he pops his head up, looking at you.

УTell me what you want,Ф he whispers.а

УI wantЕФ you whisper, grabbing at his back.а УI want you lose control of yourself, and live out your fantasies.Ф

A smile creeps across his face.а A very dangerous looking smile.а УAs you wish.Фа

The rest of your uniform is ripped off you and hurled across the room.а His hands caress your bare skin, and you quiver under his touch.а Running his hands across your legs, you stretch into his touch, allowing him access to whatever part of yourself he wants.а

His lips run down your stomach and you scream out in delight.а He grins at you, nibbling harder on your stomach, and you feel tingles all through your body, a fire erupting under your skin.а

Your body shakes as he slides lower and lower, until heТs kissing your hips through your thin panties.а His hands slide down, grabbing at the edges of your panties.а

УNow, your set is ruined, so you do not need these anymore.Фа His hand rips the fabric, and tugs the torn pieces of cloth off you.а

УOh Ghods,Ф you moan.

He plants soft petal like kisses across your hips, carefully avoiding your center.а УMy name is Obi-Wan.Фа With that, he dives in between your legs.а

His ministrations are powerful.а So powerful, you think youТve died and joined the Force.а Your hands tangle in his long hair, his beard adding just the right texture to his kisses and you canТt stop the groans and moans that come out of your body.а

Quicker than you thought possible, you reach that climax, your body arching into him.а You donТt know what it is he does, it almost seems like he blows on your or something, and you scream a sound you never imagine could come from your body.а You collapse with a thump against the bed, realizing that you no longer had a hold on his head, but instead on the sheets, most of which are tangled in your hands.а

He grins at you, his beard glistening, but his eyes betray his feral thoughts.а УI am not done with you yet,Ф he whispers.а

Oh Ghods, thereТs more?а Ghods help me!а

He climbs up off the bed and stands, removing the rest of his gauzy clothing.а You stare at him, seeing his erection bobbing before you, the tip almost swollen in anticipation.а And the size of him!а YouТve always been kinda flexible, but Ghods, are you that flexible?

УThereТs only one way to find out,Ф he says, grabbing your legs.а He pulls you to the edge of the bed, tossing your legs up on his shoulders.а He shifts, trying to position you just right, then a pillow flies through the air into his awaiting hand, and he places it under your bottom.а Not, of course, without smacking you on the bottom first.а

He grips your knees, and in a forceful thrust, he spears you, and you nearly faint, the pain and pleasure is so amazing.а He pauses, and you open your eyes to look at him.а His eyes are closed, his face dark in concentration.а He slides back out a little, then back in, repeating the motion a couple of times, like he was getting his bearings.а

Then he begins.а

And you hold on for dear life.а He slams into you so hard, you scream like youТre being killed.а And in a way you are.а For any other man in the galaxy.а

His motions are nothing sweet and pleasant, this is his primal moment.а His movements are not for you, they are for him.а Purely for his pleasure, his release, his needs.

And damn, if youТre not getting hotter and hotter knowing this.а You arch into him, and you feel another orgasm begin to build.а Your hands ball up the fabrics on his bed again, and you resist the need to scream out again, just because you think you might be hoarse after this.а

As he takes from you all that he needs, a sound grabs your attention.а He slows for a moment, hearing the same sound.а He turns his head, looking back out into the office area.а The door slides open, and Kenobi stops.а

УGeneral Kenobi?Фа

He shifts slightly, waves his hand, and you can see through the doorway to the office a uniformed soldier pivot on his heel, and exit the room, but you donТt see much, because Kenobi twists his hand a different way, and the door to the bedchamber shuts as well.а

His lips curl into a snarl, and he grits his teeth.а

SomeoneТs getting a court marshal, you think, trying to broadcast your thoughts to him.

УYou have no idea,Ф he says.а He shifts again, but he isnТt satisfied anymore.а The tightness that had filled you so completely had lessened just a bit.а He withdraws from you, and stares down at you.а УRoll over Lieutenant.Ф

You lick your lips.а УIs that an order, General?Фа

He doesnТt hesitate.а УYes it is, Lieutenant.Фа One look at his face, you donТt argue.а

You roll over, and feel his hand wrap around your waist.а He pulls you up onto your knees and runs his hands across your bottom, squeezing each cheek firmly in his hand.а

УDo you know,Ф he whispers, Уhow many timesФ his hips press into you, УI have wanted to take youФ his hands slide down, finding your breasts, Уright there on the bridge?а Shoving you onto your work station and taking you?Фа

You inhale a sharp breath.а

УOr grab you while you head down a corridor?Фа He plunges back inside you.а You cry out, your body rocking against his.а

УOr pull your sweat stained workout clothes off you and shove myself into you?Фа He slams harder into you, the rhythm he started before, back with a vengeance, and possibly even harder.а

You canТt be sure, though, your body barely able to tell one thrust from the next.а The climax rebuilds and you feel your body about to tip; about to tip over the edge, when you feel his hands on your hips.

A primal cry begins deep in his chest, and he shakes as he cries out, but you donТt know how loud he is, because your own cries drown out his.а As both your climaxes finish, you collapse to the bed, and he collapses on top of you.а The sweat on your bodies binds the two of you in a strange way, and Kenobi rolls off of you.а You see his hair is nearly soaked, his face gleaming, as he stares up at the ceiling.а You lay an arm across his chest, and he pats it gently.а

You watch him close his eyes, lick his lips, and exhale a deep sigh.а He turns his head and looks at you, his eyes no longer the deep jade, but their usual blue-green.а

УThis was not my intention for your reprimand.Фа

You arch your eyebrow.

УWell, not exactly.Фа

УSo, General, what is my punishment?Фа

He rolls up on his side, a leg falls over yours.а УI think you may have more cleaning ahead of you.Фа

УCleaning?Фа You groan, and roll away from him.а

He rolls on top of you, dragging your face around to meet his.а УQuestioning my orders, Lieutenant?Ф

You smile.а УNo sir,Ф you say, your finger running through his hair, then across his beard.а

УDo you not want to know what you are cleaning?а Or how?Ф

You roll your eyes.а УI suppose.Фа

He smiles.а УYouТll be cleaning out my office every night, starting tomorrow.Ф

УWith what?Фа You sigh.

УMe.Фа His lips clamp down on yours.

Your eyes pop open when you realize what heТs insinuating.а УSir?Ф

УIf you want a reprimand,Ф he says between kisses, УI can make you scrub the gym again.Фа

You shake your head.а УThatТs not necessary, Sir.Фа

He kisses you again.а УGood.Фа His arms run up your sides, caressing the sides of your breasts.а He looks into your eyes, his face very somber.а УThank you,Ф he says.

УFor?Ф

УAllowing me to have my fantasy.Фа He hugs you tightly.а УVery seldom am I allowed such a luxury.Фа

You comb his hair with your fingers.а УAnytime, Sir.Фа

He turns his head, kissing your cheek.а

You feel like youТre floating, having any and all sexual tension removed from your body.а His breathing slows, and you stroke his head.а This seems like a good time.а УSo who was that before?Фа

УYour Captain.Фа Kenobi says.а

УMake him clean the gym.Фа

УI just might,Ф he says, kissing you again.а УNow, let me live out one of your daydreams.Фа

УYou sure you can handle it?Ф

He raises up and looks in your eyes.а

ThereТs no doubt in your mind that he can.а

 

Jasmine Storm

 

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