A/N: This is currently an interrupted dream / memory. I'll expand it soon. :D (At least, sometime in the next year soon?)

Kanera Begins:

D332/12 BBY, Feriae Junction

The lighting was dim in the slum cantina in the backwater town in the middle of nowhere. Hera snuggled just a little closer into Kanan's side, soaking in his warmth since her skimpy outfit left much to be desired in the way of keeping her warm. But, oh, was it worth it to see how Kanan couldn't keep his eyes off her. They were pretending to be lovers while they waited for their contact to show up. Pretending was so much fun right now, especially since she could tell how very much Kanan wanted it to not be an act but a reality. Kanan's semi chaste kisses on her neck drove her insane with want. Running her hands over the muscles of his arms and chest was a guilty pleasure she'd wanted to indulge in for so long. She was THIS close to giving in to the urge to pull his head down to hers and kiss him for the very first time, when the contact showed up and slid into the booth across from them, giving Hera a fake leer that felt all too real.

"Bartender says you have a slave girl you're looking to sell?" the spy working undercover for the Hutt that controlled the trade planet asked Kanan with a raised brow.

"Yes, if the price is right." Kanan answered. "She's been a good slave, but I'm short a few credits right now. Feeding her is more than she's worth." Hera had to suppress the urge to roll her eyes. Kanan was playing his part a little too well for her liking.

"She's pretty enough I suppose, but kind of skinny. Maybe her dancing will make up for it." The spy nodded towards the dance floor. "Show me what you've got, girl."

Hera nodded meekly to the spy, wishing she could punch his smirking face even though she knew it was an act, and got up from the booth, shooting Kanan a look under her eyelashes that should have burnt him on the spot for not protesting the too skinny jibe. It's not her fault they'd been living on ration bars for the last couple of weeks so they'd have enough credits to keep fuel in the Ghost. A real meal did sound like heaven right now. And they'd get it too, if the info the spy was going to give them turned out as profitable as they'd been told. As Hera stopped a couple meters in front of the booth with her back to the men, she closed her eyes and found the beat of the music playing in the background of the noise of many voices talking, raising her arms above her head and letting her body and lekku sway with the music, resolved to dance as though Kanan and her were the only ones in the room.

The noise level in the bar slowly dropped off as Hera danced, making the music more audible, all eyes on the beautiful light green twi'lek gyrating and spinning to the beat. Hera dipped low to the floor and her eyes met Kanan's as she slowly rose back up, making sure he was getting the full show. Kanan's teal eyes literally smoldered back at her, making her smirk ever so slightly. She tossed her lekku and pirouetted away, circling the dance floor before stopping in front of Kanan's booth again, chest heaving as she came to a sudden stop with the end of the track, eyes locked with Kanan's, the spy forgotten in the moment.

Kanan stood up and pulled Hera close to his chest, gliding a kiss across her cheek as he whispered, "You make me forget everything but you, darling. I swear you're torturing me on purpose." He glanced down at the spy. "Sorry, I've changed my mind. She's not for sale anymore."

The spy laughed once. "I don't blame you, man. That is one hot piece of merchandise." He stood as well and handed Kanan a data chip. "Here's my contact info if you change your mind again. My boss is always in need of a good dancing girl. He has a bad habit of getting bored with them and tossing them to his pet nexu."

Hera sucked in a breath at the rage that tore through her at that statement, but a squeeze from Kanan's arm calmed her down. Hopefully the info on that chip would help end this particular Hutt's slaving ways at least.

Kanan pocketed the chip with a nod and escorted Hera out of the cantina with a hand wrapped around her bare waist, conversations picking back up as they left. The walk back to where the Ghost was parked was filled with tension as Hera and Kanan spoke not a single word, but their eyes were speaking volumes. The two years of being just friends had suddenly come to an end and they both knew it. They'd crossed a line tonight and now Hera wanted to fulfill two years worth of fantasies and longing that she'd been keeping under wraps out of sheer determination. She wasn't even sure why anymore. All she knew is that Kanan made her feel cherished and loved and safe in a galaxy where that was in very short supply. The fact that he was so kriffing handsome didn't hurt either, despite being a human and not what she'd pictured herself wanting in a mate a few years ago.

They finally finished the five minute walk to the Ghost and somehow managed to walk up the ramp in something resembling a demure fashion. Hera smacked the button to close the ramp and then basically threw herself into Kanan's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her whole body up against his hard one.

"Are you sure?" Kanan whispered a millimeter from her mouth, teal eyes on fire as he searched her own.

Hera nodded and closed the small distance between them, rising on her toes just a bit, and pressed her mouth to his, having no real idea what she was doing but doing it anyway.

Kanan smiled against her mouth, wrapped his arms around her back and took control of the kiss, showing her how it was done with soft little kisses to start with and then touching her lip softly with his tongue, asking entrance. Hera opened her mouth and soon discovered a pleasure she never would have guessed existed as their tongues danced in her mouth. She whimpered and tightened her arms, suddenly finding her back pressed up against a wall of the cargo hold and her legs around Kanan's waist as he picked her up, never breaking the passionate kiss.

Kanan pulled back a fraction when the need for air became necessary, a content, hungry, look on his face. "So long, Hera. I've waited so long for that."

Hera nuzzled her nose against his, smiling into his eyes. "I guess I should confess that I've wanted to do that forever too. I could say I'm sorry for making you work for it, but I'm really not," she teased lightly.

Kanan smiled ruefully and pressed his forehead to hers. "I would have made myself wait too. I wasn't exactly a prize when I first met you. Thank you, Hera. Thank you for believing in me while I was going through the hard stages and giving me something to live for again. I love you, darling."

Hera felt her eyes get a little misty at his confession. She brought a hand around and caressed his cheek softly, feeling the rough stubble that was poking through his skin."Kanan..." she shook her head. "I don't know what to say. I don't know if I can say that back to you yet. It's too soon."

Kanan smiled reassuringly. "It's okay, Hera. You'll say it when you're ready. I can wait. I'll always wait for you and be there for you."

Hera leaned forward again in his grip, kissing him passionately for a minute, applying everything she'd just learnt, before pulling back, giving him her best seductive look. "I do know one thing I am sure of, Kanan Jarrus. I want you to make love to me."

Kanan gave her a beatific smile. "Now there's a suggestion I'll never turn down." He ground his hardness against her as a demonstration, making Hera gasp a little. "But not here," he said with a glance around the cargo hold. "I want to love you on a bed the first time. After that..." he smirked just a bit. "Anything goes."

Hera grinned at her chosen lover. "That sounds delightful." She wriggled out of his hold, making sure her chest brushed his as she slid down, then walked with an extra sway to her hips and lekku to the ladder and climbed up, knowing he was staring up at rear end as she climbed, only covered in a short white skirt and lacy dark green underwear. Hera might not ever tell him this, but she'd had the ending to this night in her mind ever since the plans for this op had been made. The outfit was for Kanan's benefit entirely. Her chest was covered by a matching white and dark green halter top that left very little to the imagination and a whole lot of skin bare. (Just don't tell her father. He'd probably have a heart attack. Not that they were on speaking terms right now, but just the same... )

Hera walked into her room, hearing Kanan's soft footsteps following her. She sat down on her bed and pushed the dark green dancing slippers off her feet with the toes of the other foot, then slid backwards on the bed with an inviting look. Kanan stripped his shirt off over his head, revealing the wondrous muscles she'd gotten the occasional glimpse of over the last couple years before stalking towards her with a devilish look in his eyes. He crawled onto the bed and then right over her body, perching above her and diving down to steal a kiss that lasted longer than she thought he intended because Hera didn't want it to end. She loved kissing him. He tasted amazing and his lips were softer than they looked, fitting against hers just right. Eventually, he pulled away and rolled onto his back, taking Hera with him so she straddled his waist. Hera liked the new position very much. She undid the tie that held her halter top together and then leaned down, rubbing her chest on his while kissing him again, her lekku sneaking over her shoulders and caressing his arms since her hands were occupied holding his face still for her kiss.

Kanan pulled back with a gasp, eyes wide as he glanced from one lek to the other. "Oh Force, I didn't know they could do that!"

Hera smirked, lekku still rubbing against him, loving the feel of his skin against hers, the textures were so different. "Lekku are more than they seem, love." She leaned forward and whispered a twi'lek secret in his ear. "If you touch them just right, you can make me come."

Kanan's eyes went heavy lidded as he registered that. "I'm going to pleasure you till you scream from the ecstasy," he growled as one hand trailed up her bare back and the other caressed its way downwards.

Hera smiled like a satisfied tooka and returned to kissing the breath out of her gorgeous human man. She shuddered as one of his hands found the base of a lek and tentatively ran up and down the length. That felt so much better than her own hands, even if he didn't know what he was doing yet. She gasped and forgot about kissing when the other hand snuck under her panties, unerringly finding her clit and caressing her to a near orgasm in just minutes with the combined efforts of his hands. She lost it for real when he thrust a finger into her dripping core and licked a wet line up her lek. With a cry, Hera came harder and faster than she ever had when experimenting on her own.

Kanan kept her throbbing for as long as she could take it before easing his thrusting finger from her clenching channel and leaving her lek alone for the moment. Hera collapsed on his chest, just gasping in air as his hands ran soothingly up and down her back. When she recovered enough, Hera sat up a little and kissed him gratefully. "That was amazing, love, but I know there's more to it than that and I want all of it." She wriggled her rear against the large bulge in his trousers to emphasize her point, licking her lips in anticipation.

Kanan grinned. "I'm not even close to being done with you yet, darling." He put his fingers under the waistband of her skirt and panties and tugged them downwards a bit. "You need to lose these."

Hera smiled and rolled off him. "I totally agree," she said as she wiggled out of the last of her so called clothes. "And you, MY super hot man, need to lose your own garments."

Kanan raised a brow at her as his eyes twinkled with mirth and his hands undid the fastenings on his trousers. "YOUR hot man? You think I'm hot?"

Hera reclined on her side, hand holding her head up, waiting for the show, and nodded. "Yes. Mine. And most definitely hot. You make me want to jump on you whenever I see you without a shirt on."

Kanan laughed and pushed his pants and underwear down, revealing his towering length, kicking them off the bed and turning to face Hera in a mirroring pose. "Well, to be fair, I want to kiss you basically all the time, all over. And I think you're the most beautiful girl in the galaxy, so I think we're equal enough" He rolled over onto his back again and patted his chest. "Now come here and let me hold you for just a moment before I show you what REAL pleasure is."