When he was done and was pulling the hide over it, he decided that his loading of the tied bundles had allowed a third more in the case than last time....After hooking the cases back together, he turned to call Lobo and almost stepped on his foot. “Damn, Boy. You’re quiet,” he told the wolf while absently scratching behind his ears. “Let’s stop by the cornfield. Gertrude and her brood have to have food too.”A couple of hours later, because of the rocks in the stream, he separated the cases to pull. He needed to figure out what was going on. Athea lay on his chest, also awake, and also hiding it. Kassja’s was snuggled to his side, her head resting on his shoulder, and playing possum too. His arm was wrapped around her and his hand lying on her hip. His other hand was where it always was when they slept, on Athea’s butt. Not like always, there was another hand beneath his, a small and slender hand. So his hand was actually not on Athea’s butt, another hand was. A snarl escaped his mouth. He then guided his shaking padawan down onto the bed, softly caressing her head and arms.Only then did Ahsoka realize there was a part of her that always wished for this, for approval and validation from her master - a feeling of affirmation that she tried so hard to earn. Was this it? Was this that feeling realized in the warm, forceful embrace of her master? Ahsoka closed her eyes as he pulled her naked form closer to him."But master..." she moaned, her eyes still tightly shut. "A-Aren't you. ..(WTF am i supposed to say or do). She looks at me almost in frustration and drives off and as we get onto the road...she says again “bouge pas”(don’t move)As she drives, she places her hand on my thigh and moves it up my thigh. She grabs my cock from the base and pulls it down my leg and begins to stroke it slowly...to avoid an uncomfortable situation, I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as I gripped the chair hard. Her hand pulled away and I opened my eyes, only to see her one hand on.