These are all turning into drabbles that are inner thoughts of one half of each pairing... Odd.
Anyway, here are the ones for sileya
(during OotP timeline)
He looks good like that, kneeling on my floor, messy hair, glasses askew, eyes glazed and watery, the sea during a storm. Hands grasping, reaching for control. Disoriented, yet somehow eager to please. Mouth open, panting through reddened lips, so full of energy and, dare I say, passion, that I am abruptly glad of these loose robes in a way that I have not been since I was his age.
I may not be evil, but I'm not all goodness and light either. How am I supposed to resist temptation like this?
I told Albus this was a terrible idea. Will/Jack:
I have had enough. Watched him stagger down the gangway, headed for the nearest brothel to spend himself between some strumpet's thighs too many times. I've tried not to show how much it bothers me when he comes back, face smeared with rouge, reeking of cheap perfume and cheaper whore.
I see the way he looks at me, leering openly. He does it when we're alone, too, when he thinks I'm not watching.
He's mine and I won't wait any longer for him to come and claim me. Tonight I'm taking what I want, just like Jack's always taught me.Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan:
You sent me down to the gardens to meditate, to discover why I can't seem to connect to the Living Force in our quarters anymore. You have even moved the meditation mats outside to help me. I kneel beside you, focus my attention on Life, as I have for the last three years, but I just can't connect.
Or, maybe I can, but it's different. I feel life-energy pulsing around and through me, filling my spirit and body... My body especially...
Yes. That's the problem.
The Living Force seems to be centered in my cock. But only when you're near.