Title: "You look Tense"
Summary: A collection of AU moments between Luke & Mara and how their friendship progressed over the years and how they have helped each other relieve 'tension'
Rating: M
Her hair clung to her neck and curled oddly in the humidity. Her fingers tightened on the blaster as she stared at the frame trudging through the dense forest before her. She hated this planet. Hated the way it made her feel and definitely hated the man walking in front of her.
She heard his foot crash into a stream and she took two steps forward. Water. Quickly she kicked at him sending him to the ground and away from the spring as she helped herself, her blaster trained faithfully on him.
"It will slow us down further if you continue to not give me water," his voice bit into her soul. She ignored it. "Seriously, either kill me or let me help you get out of this jungle with us both alive. The New Republic won't pay for me so ransom is moot," he said, his voice a bit tired. Mara Jade swallowed the water and then splashed some into her face. She splashed more down her shirt and let it permeate her clothes. This planet was miserable. Slowly she leaned back on her haunches and shot a look towards her captive. She motioned with a finger to the stream and immediately he was up and drinking like the dog that he was.
"If I killed you Skywalker, I wouldn't get to continue with my pleasure of torturing you," her voice had an edge to it and it made him shiver a bit. Luke Skywalker cast her a glance then immediately froze. She was pouring water over her head and he watched the droplets trickle down drenching her. Her clothes already stuck to her like a second skin and this wasn't helping. She was terrifying yet stunning… possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever met and she was covered in dirt, grim and pure hatred for him.
"Are you enjoying the view?" Her voice was full of malice and he blinked shocked not realizing he was staring. His frame tumbled back and he fell onto his bum looking up at her as she stood her full height above him. Her hand ran down her chest slowly, pushing away excess water and he looked away discreetly. She stepped towards him then over him, crouching down with a leg on either side of him and he held his breath. "Treking through a jungle with a blaster at your head does it for you Jedi? That's weird," Jade spat and Luke shot her a tolerating look. He moved to deny her words when suddenly he lost the ability to speak as she up and grabbed him. Who the hell was this woman?! "I mean I should be flattered… and yet I'm not," Mara spat unfeeling yet her hand had not left him. "Some kinky dominatrix fantasies you have Skywalker," she said with a shake of her head yet she took a moment and just took him in. He was handsome. She saw that years ago at Jabba's and age had done his body well. A sinister thought stuck in her brain and she suddenly straddled him. He sat up abruptly with surprise and caused their chests to collide together. With one hand she grabbed a fistful of his hair, the other securing her weapon against his back.
It seemed to happen in a moment. One second he was accepting his death waiting for whenever this woman would kill him and the next… she was full fledged having her way with him and he was participating.
He was no innocent. After the war he had a few little relationships but nothing to write home to the dust ball planet too. This he might write home about… yet not for the right reasons he imagined.
It was hot and sticky and embarrassingly erotic. She was skilled and so trained he didn't even have time to think of overpowering her and taking her when she was vulnerable to escape. He was lost in a crazy swirl and if he had the force perhaps that would have helped him… but maybe not…
He heard her release and went for his own when suddenly she was off of him and three steps away. Oh she didn't…
"Get up. Time to move," she said calmly as she pointed the blaster once more at him. Quickly he gathered himself, not wanting to give her a free show. That had been harsh and demeaning and still fantastic… guilt washed over him and he quickly began to trek once more through the jungle. Not getting out of this jungle alive didn't seem like such a bad prospect anymore…
They traveled in silence for a few minutes and he tried to will his shoulders to relax. He heard her hum behind him.
"You look tense Skywalker," she spat with a smirk and he shot her a look over his shoulder then thought every curse word at her Aunt Beru would have turned bright pink over.