Disclaimer: All Star Wars characters belong to Disney and Lucasfilm.
This story is co-written with MaybeImARebel. Most of the plot and fluffiness belongs to her, I just wrote the sexy stuff and then she edited it so it fit smoothly with her writing.
There is a lemon in this chapter. You have been warned. :D
A/N: The made up calendar is based on a 365 day year since that is the rotation period for Coruscant. BBY means Before the Battle of Yavin and ABY means After the Battle of Yavin. 30 days equal a month and 10 days equal a week. There are no set names for months and weeks though. It's just a way of naming a certain amount of time.
The following timeline is based on vague information from Wookiepedia. This is our interpretation.
Timeline
D365/2 BBY - Zero Hour
D1-5/1 BBY - Heroes of Mandalore
D6-9/1 BBY - In the Name of the Rebellion
D10-13/1 BBY - The Occupation
D14/1 BBY - Flight of the Defender
D15/1 BBY - Kindred
D16/1 BBY - Crawler Commandoes
D18/1 BBY - Rebel Assault
D20/1 BBY - Jedi Night
D21/1 BBY - Dume
D22/1 BBY - Wolves and a Door, World Between Worlds
D26/1 BBY - A Fools Hope, Family Reunion and Farewell
D363/1 BBY - Battle of Scarif
D1/0 ABY - Battle of Yavin (Destruction of Death Star)
D79/3 ABY - Battle of Hoth
D200/4 ABY - Battle of Endor (Destruction of Second Death Star and Death of Emperor Palpatine)
I'll Never Forget
Prologue:
D230/4 ABY
Sabine Wren rested her chin on her crossed arms on the railing of the balcony of Ezra's tower, her home for the last four years. Her gaze looked towards the now beautiful, and much expanded, Capital City of Lothal, but she wasn't really seeing it. Instead her mind replayed for the millionth time some of the last memories she had of Ezra as something other than a spirit. Memories of the last time she held him. The last time she saw the brilliant gem blue of his eyes in perfect clarity.
It had been more than five years since he left her behind. Five incredibly long years. Sometimes it was hard to believe that he'd been gone longer than he'd been a part of the Ghost crew. The Spectres were currently scattered all over the galaxy, but not for long. Soon, they would all be gathered back on Lothal where they belonged. Back where they had first me the boy who had changed all of their lives. But hers most of all. Not that he could be considered a boy anymore. He'd grown into the perfect man. Strong and sweet. Honourable and kind. Gorgeous and giving, almost to a fault. And best of all, hers.
Sabine needed him back more than she would admit, but for now she made do with her memories, even if they were the worst kind of bittersweet.
D26/1 BBY
She went to find him, needing to see that he was alright. He'd left hours ago, to commune with the Force or whatever it was that he did. He'd been so distant since they'd destroyed the Temple. Resigned somehow. It reminded her of how Kanan had acted before his death. And it scared her. She was terrified that something was going to happen to him too. And she'd never told him how she really felt. Watching Hera grieve for Kanan, for the love that was lost, had made her realize that maybe she should stop procrastinating. Before it was too late.
Sabine found him meditating on an outcropping of rock far from camp. She had let her feet lead her to him, guided by the Force, even though she wasn't sensitive to it, she trusted it. They'd spent so many years together that Sabine was sure some of his Jedi mumbo jumbo must have rubbed off on her, because she didn't even question any of the crazy things that happened anymore. She reached out and put a hand on his shoulder. "Ezra. You okay?"
Ezra looked up at her, sapphire eyes filled with sadness, resignation and determination. "Something's changed. Something's happening."
"What's wrong?" she asked. Concerned.
"I need to talk to Hera. Thrawn is on his way back. If we don't act now, we'll lose our chance. And Hera's not back yet." Ezra stood, standing so tall and strong. He'd grown up so much in the last few months. Not just in height, but in maturity. He wasn't the cute boy who'd once tried to flirt with her anymore. He was a man now. Sabine regretted turning him down all those years ago. They could have had so much more time together. Not that she regretted their friendship. It was forged in battle and endless hours of talking through hyperspace runs. But she wished she'd been smarter and somehow been able to see the future.
"Alright. We can comm Ryder and have him call her," Sabine said. Ezra turned to walk back towards camp, but she stopped him with a hand on his arm. He looked down at her, surprised. "Ezra. There's something I need to say first. Something I should have said years ago, but my own stupid pride in my heritage has held me back."
Ezra looked at her with wide, confused eyes. "What is it, Sabine? What has your culture got to do with anything? Aside from making you the strongest girl I've ever seen," he said with a half hearted grin, in an attempt at lightening the mood.
Sabine put both her hands on his chest, momentarily surprised by the strength she felt under her fingers, and stared up into his eyes. Ezra startled a little, but didn't move away. "Did you know that the Jedi and the Mandalorians are enemies?"
Ezra chuckled a little. "I sort of got that impression when I first met your family. But no, I didn't know that was a real thing."
Sabine reached up with one hand and traced the scars on his cheek. The scars that she loved. To her they just proved how much of a warrior he really was. She felt him suck in his breath just a little at the contact. "Ezra. The reason I turned you down when we first met is because you were my enemy. You and Kanan both were. I almost left the Ghost because of it, but I decided to stay because I had nowhere else to go. And I was drawn to you. Even if I didn't show it very well. I never let myself feel anything more than friendship for you because of a stupid war that happened way before I was born. But I can't lie to myself or you anymore." She reached her other hand up as well, cupping his face gently, making sure he saw how truly sincere she was. "I love you, Ezra. I have for years." She stretched up on her toes and placed a soft kiss on his lips, before searching his eyes to see his reaction.
Ezra stared at her wide eyed in stunned silence for a minute. Then he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, burying his face in her chocolate and purple hair. "Sabine. I love you too. Since the moment I first saw you blow up that air bike the day we first met. I hadn't even seen your face yet, but I thought to myself 'now that's the kind of girl I wish I had.' And look at us now. You're finally mine, and we're about to go to war." Ezra pulled back a little so he could see her face. "Sabine, I don't know if I'm going to survive this, but I promise you, that if I do, I will always love you. Force knows how much." Ezra bent his head towards hers and she met him halfway, their mouths meeting in their first real kiss. Starting oh so gentle, but quickly turning passionate and almost frantic as the minutes passed and they explored each other's mouths in curious excitement.
By mutual agreement, they both pulled back at the same time, resting their foreheads together and hugging each other tight as they gasped for air. Sabine felt tears running down her cheeks that she hadn't even realized she was crying. "I'm such an idiot," she whispered. "We could have been doing this for the last four years."
Ezra choked on a laugh. "Figures. Isn't that how our life goes? Never the way we plan." He rubbed the tears off her cheeks with his thumbs. "No more of that. We've cried enough this last week. I'm just happy to have this moment with you. I'm ready for whatever comes now."
Sabine stifled a gasp and buried her face in his chest. That had sounded so final. Why did the Jedi have to know the future when it really mattered? Sabine realized if she was going to lose him, she wanted more than just a kiss to remember him by. She wanted everything. She looked up again, eyes searching his to see a question in the sapphire depths.
"What is it, Sabine?"
She ran her hands down his muscled chest and grabbed the bottom of his shirt hesitantly. "I need you," she whispered. "All of you."
Ezra blinked at her for a moment before understanding dawned in his eyes and a soft smile crossed his lips. He nodded once. "Alright. You have to know I would never say no to you."
Sabine smiled quickly at him before she attacked his shirt, pulling it up and over his head and tossing it onto the rock behind her. Then she took a moment to admire what she'd uncovered. "Kriff, Ezra. Jedi training has been good to you," she breathed as she ran her hands reverently up and down his washboard abs and then back up again to his firm pecs and up to his broad shoulders that led to strongly muscled arms. She'd sort of known that he was building muscle as he grew up, but having never seen more than his bare arms when he wore a loose tank top to sleep in, this was a very pleasant surprise.
Ezra shrugged bashfully with a cheeky grin. "I'm not complaining." He leaned down and cupped the back of her head, stealing another kiss that again turned hot in seconds. Sabine moaned into his mouth as their tongues fought for dominance. This was so incredibly good. WHY hadn't she done this with him sooner? All of her reasons seemed ridiculous in the heat of the moment.
As their kiss just kept on going, Sabine grew impatient. She started pulling off her own armour with one hand while the other clung to the muscles of Ezra's bare back. His skin felt amazing under her hand, soft and yet somehow feeling thicker and stronger than hers.
Ezra pulled back from the kiss and helped her remove her armour when she wasn't doing it fast enough. Soon there were pieces scattered around them and her gun and utility belts lay on the ground as well. That inspired her to go after his belt, making him chuckle softly. She had it off in five seconds flat. Even the two thigh straps that held down his holsters. She raised an eyebrow, indicating he should strip off his trousers and boots while she did the same to herself. Then she pulled on the fastening that held her bodysuit together. She shrugged out of it and was left in just her underclothes and Ezra was standing in front of her in his skin tight undershorts. Shorts that left nothing to the imagination. She blinked at the rather impressive tent in the front of his shorts and then smiled a satisfied little smile.
She glanced up his toned body to his face again and found him doing his own ogling. "Kriff, Sabine. You're almost as muscled as me," he finally gushed out. "That is so hot."
Sabine preened a little, standing just a little straighter. "Why, thank you, babe." She put her hands on the bottom of her sports bra. "Are you ready for this?"
Ezra nodded eagerly, so she pulled her bra up and over her head, hearing him suck in a breath in wonder. She glanced down at herself, checking to make sure her small but pert breasts were still the same as she'd last seen them. Ezra stepped a little closer, apparently in awe. "You're gorgeous, Sabine," he whispered as he raised a tentative hand. "May I?"
Sabine nodded and gasped as his large hand cupped her left breast, sending a tingle through her whole body. Ezra wasn't the only one who was ready to go. His other hand lifted as well and both her of breasts were being cradled in his reverent hands. He groaned a little and nibbled a kiss to the side of her neck, making Sabine gasp again at the jolt that went though her. "Do that again," she demanded.
Ezra seemed more than happy to comply as he lavished attention on her neck with his mouth and played with her breasts with his hands. Sabine nipped his neck in return where it met his shoulder and got a satisfying groan from him. That inspired her to start exploring with her own hands. His chest received attention first, fingers eventually giving a playful flick to his little nipples, making him shiver.
Sabine grinned at making him react just as much as he was her. Her hands got more daring and trailed down his hard stomach and around to his firm ass. She tucked her fingers under the waistband of his shorts and let her hands explore as they wished. She suddenly gasped as Ezra returned the gesture, his hands magically moving to her own round butt. Who would of thought it would feel so good to have her rear end caressed?
Without even needing to speak the words, the both pulled back at the same time and shucked their last article of clothing, baring themselves to the other. More mutual ogling occurred. Ezra's cock was beautiful, in her opinion. Large, but not ridiculously so, and visibly twitching as he stared at her in fascination.
They stepped close together again kissed frantically, hands trailing down soft skin and finding the occasional scar from years of fighting the Empire. They groaned into each other's mouths as their hands hit pay dirt at the same time. Sabine circled her fingers around his cock and stroked it gently, feeling the head to toe shudder that went through his body. While at the same time, her pussy clenched in need as his strong fingers tentatively explored the new paradise they had discovered. She moaned again as he located her clit. "There, babe. Right there."
Ezra played with her clit for a minute while Sabine kept her hands working on his cock. It was amazingly soft and yet so hard at the same time. She shuddered in need as he moved further down and found her soaked opening, slipping a finger inside. Ezra leaned his forehead against hers. "So good," he groaned out. "So wet and hot. I don't know how much longer I can wait."
Sabine looked him in the eyes, the blue depths were almost completely obliterated by his dilated pupils. "Then don't."
He smiled in relief for a half a second before kissing her hard and lifting her up into his arms. Sabine wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, feeling his hard cock rubbing against her pussy. He walked a few steps a propped her against a nearby rock wall, sending shockwaves through her.
And then he was pushing his cock inside, having found her opening unerringly. Sabine sucked in air as the large cock slowly forced its way past her tight walls. She shuddered and clamped down on him when he was all the way in.
Ezra groaned deep in his chest and she could feel how tense every single one of his muscles were as he held himself still, waiting for her to adjust. They stared into the other's eyes for endless moments while Sabine sucked in air and finally relaxed a little around him. "Now?" Ezra asked almost desperately.
Sabine nodded and tightened her arms around his neck. "Now."
That was all he needed to start moving in and out of her. Slowly at first, but building up speed as her soft cries encouraged him on. There were both already so close to the edge, it only took a minute of hard thrusting before Sabine felt herself tighten and tense almost unbearably before the dam broke and the best orgasm she'd ever had wrung through her body. This was so much better than doing it by herself.
Ezra kept pounding her through her contractions, a fierce expression on his face and sweat dripping down his forehead. As she finally stopped spasming around him, he gritted his teeth. "In or out?" he growled deep in his chest.
Sabine moaned as another thrust sent another mini orgasm through her. It took her a moment to register what he said. "Out, Ez. You have to pull out. I'm sorry."
Ezra shook his head as he thrust a couple more times hard and deep. "S'okay," he managed to gasp out. He pulled out and pressed their stomachs together, his hard throbbing length between them and shuddered as Sabine felt a hot wetness spurt onto her stomach over and over.
As he breathed raggedly into her shoulder, his body shivered once more before stilling and slowly relaxing the tight grip his muscles had on his bones. Sabine could feel the imprint of his hands on her butt, certain she would have bruises from his fingers but not caring in the least. She was pretty sure she left a few scratches on his back in return. She hugged him tight with her arms and legs, resting her head on his heaving chest, while her back was still smashed up against a rock. At least it was a smooth rock.
Ezra sighed happily and looked up, a cheesy smile on his handsome face. "That was amazing."
Sabine unwrapped one arm and cupped his cheek, giving him an equally cheesy smile in return. "You were amazing."
He blushed bashfully, glancing down for a moment. "Thanks," he mumbled. "That was my first time," he admitted, face beat red.
Sabine giggled. "Mine too."
Ezra looked at her in awe. "Really?"
She rolled her eyes at him, still held snugly in his arms. "Of course. I don't take this lightly, you know. I always knew you were perfect for me, even if I didn't want to admit it. None of the other guys interested me at all."
Ezra raised a brow in surprise. "Not even Wedge? Cause I've seen the way he looks at you."
Sabine shook her head, her eyes lighting up with a teasing glint. "Well... he is cute. But no, not even Wedge. You're it for me Ezra. You always will be."
Ezra looked at her adoringly, raising one hand to caress her jaw and rub a thumb over her kiss swollen lips. "I've only ever had eyes for you, cyar'ika."
Her eyes widened in surprise. "How do you know that word?"
Ezra made an attempt at a cocky grin. "I looked it up on the holonet years ago. Back when I thought I still had a chance."
She sobbed a laugh. "Oh, Ezra. You have no idea how much that means to me." Sabine grabbed the back of his head and kissed him quickly one more time.
Ezra managed a better smile this time. "I love you, cyar'ika. Never forget it."
Sabine hugged him hard. "I love you too, Ez'ika. I always will."
She held him for as long as she could. Until he finally pulled back a little after kissing the top of her head. "We need to get back now, cyar'ika. Time is running out."
Sabine reluctantly unwrapped her legs from around his waist and slid to the ground, forcing her slightly shaky legs to hold her up. They both looked at the mess smeared on their stomachs ruefully. "That's inconvenient," Sabine commented wryly.
Ezra barked a laugh. "You have no idea." He searched around until he spotted his utility belt with a triumphant smile. Sabine admired his fine ass and gleaming copper skin that shone in the early morning light as he bent down and pulled a couple of tissues out of a small pouch. He gallantly cleaned her up first before tending to himself. She continued to ogle him as they both got dressed again, sighing over the fine specimen he had grown into. And he wasn't done yet, she was pretty sure. Despite being eighteen, Ezra still looked like he had a ways to go to fully mature into a male in his prime. She couldn't wait to see that.
She, on the other hand, was quite finished. Her body had stopped growing when she was twelve and she'd barely changed since then. That was eight years ago. She was resigned to being small in the chest department, but at least her hips curved nicely. Not that Ezra seemed to complain about her small boobs. Just one more thing to love about him.
When they both were fully clothed and armoured again, they kissed one last time, hugging each other tight.
After reluctantly pulling apart, they walked back to camp in silence, holding hands for the first time, until the camp came into sight. They let each other go with a look of complete understanding. This wasn't the time or place for them to show their changed relationship.
Hours later, after fighting their way into Imperial Headquarters, when she watched Ezra make the decision to sacrifice himself or watch his whole city get destroyed by Thrawn's Star Destroyers, Sabine made the hardest choice of her life.
She let him go.
Their eyes met across the room for what felt like an eternity in a moment. Amber eyes meeting sapphire as they said I love you and goodbye without words. Then she drew the attention of the others so he could make a quiet escape. Hera would never let him go otherwise. She looked back at where he had been standing, to see an empty space. He was gone. Her heart broke into a million pieces, somehow knowing he wasn't coming back.
Sabine was drawn from her memories by a familiar ship flying overhead. Her heart gave a little stutter of excitement. It was time. Time to go find Ezra. She ran into the tower and grabbed her bag, before dashing down the stairs. She jumped on her air bike and raced towards the city with a couple of Lothwolves bounding playfully behind her. Arriving in the city, she made for where she had painted her mural of her Ghost family. With a wistful goodbye to the mural, she touched Ezra's painted face. 'I'm coming for you, Ez'ika, wherever you are,' she thought. The flame of hope that had burned in her heart for years grew just a little bigger.
With a last glance at her Ghost family, she turned to where Ahsoka was standing, waiting for her, and walked towards her destiny.