Chapter 21 - Control

I love the way you look at me
I feel the pain you place inside
Lock me up inside ya dirty cage
While I'm alone inside my mind
I like to teach you all the rules
I'd get to see them set in stone
I like it when you chain me to the bed
There ya secrets never shone

Puddle of mud

Luke slammed his back on the wall as Mara pushed him in the living space.

- Let's try not to demolish any more buildings, he said before she captured his lips in another fierce, primal kiss.

- I'm not promising anything, she said breathless and then kissed him again, letting her tongue struggle against his.

His hands moved up and down her back, caressing and supporting her. Her arms were linked around his neck and she pressed her body against his, driving him crazy. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but it was hard to focus with Mara's tongue free in his mouth, her breasts pressed into his chest and her abdomen rubbing against his, not to mention other body parts that came into contact. She ran her fingernails down his neck, leaving red trails behind. He grabbed her wrist and swung around, pinning her to the wall. He wanted to take a break, catch his breath but she moaned slightly, aroused by his relatively aggressive gesture and all reason flew right out the window. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her forcefully, pulling apart only for air. She lifted her feet and hooked them around his waist.

- Let's go to bed, she said smiling.

He nearly dropped her on the way there, his mind blurry from desire. But he reached the bed pellet and put her down, kneeling with his legs on either side of her. She sat up and took of her top and then the rest of her clothes. The sight took his breath away. Naked Mara… it's good he was kneeling otherwise his knees would buckle. But in that instant, it all came crashing down.

"This is really happening; this isn't a game or a dream. It's real, and it's dangerous." He was reminded of the dream. The threat of Mara turning on him was still very real, and even if he would somehow make it off the planet how could he look Leia in the eyes, how could he even stand near his father again…

- Luke, please, Mara whispered, sensing his panic.

- What did you say? He asked wide eyed. She cupped his cheeks and whispered against his lips, slightly trembling.

- Please.

He was almost going to chicken out, but then she said the magic word. The woman who had ridiculed and tortured him, was now begging for his attention. He knew he shouldn't feel turned on by that, but he was. Maybe she was right. Control definitely felt good. She was kissing his neck gently, and then started nibbling while her nails scratched his back. He grabbed her wrists and pushed her down, covering her body with his.

- No! he said forcefully holding her hands down. No scratching, no biting, no growling. We're not animals.

- Yet…

It would be too easy to get lost in the moment, to give in to his instincts and take what his body screamed for, and maybe it would feel good… but it wasn't what he wanted and it wasn't what she needed. He opened himself up through the Force, just enough to transmit one thought: "We're going to do it my way, or not at all."

She got the message, but whether she would go along with it or kick his ass was still uncertain.

"Let's see what you got." She replied via the same channel and closed her eyes.

He leaned down to kiss her, starting off slow by massaging her lips with his. She opened them up and tried to deepen the kiss but he pulled back. She revolted and tried to get out of his grip but he was holding her wrists tight and her feet were pinned down. She fidgeted and yelped in protest, glaring at him. Luke started to feel like this was more taming then it was love making. But if he really was going to risk everything for her, then it had to be worth it.

Mara calmed down and he kissed her again, this time deeper, finally letting his tongue penetrate her mouth. He ran a hand down her body, enjoying the feel of her smooth hot skin. The girl felt like liquid fire, and tasted like it too. This time she followed his rhythm, but still rebelled by raising her mid section. Luke gasped when he felt her wetness, and almost penetrated her on reflex, but he controlled himself. This was to important. She whimpered disappointed but still followed his lead. His hands and his tongue sent ripples of pleasure through her body, despite the unusual slow rhythm. She still ran her fingernails down his back, but she wasn't as intent on hurting him like before. Somehow they had met somewhere half way between violence and tenderness, between wild things and lovers.

Mara knew before Luke that he couldn't hold it any longer, and she spread her feet to accommodate him. She grabbed his face and made him look at her just as he entered her and reveled in his look of wonder, because she doubted he had felt anything like that in his entire life.

"Poor beautiful loser" she briefly thought, but then concentrated on her own body.

The sensation cut through her, turning her insides into mush. He filled her up completely, and it felt wonderful. He rested his forehead on hers waiting to catch his breath. "Nothing should feel this good" he thought. Each centimeter of her was exquisite, he discovered, tight and soft at the same time. Her interior muscles enveloped him like warm, slippery velvet and reduced him to a quivering wreck.

He noticed her tattoo and a silent fury filled his heart. The truth is Mara wasn't his, and this, whatever it was, wasn't going to last. He pulled out and pushed back in, burying himself completely. His rhythm was now fast and wild, and generated cries of delight from Mara, but she picked up on his change. His head was filled with voices scolding at him:

"She's going to go back to her master. He can have her like this any time he so desires. Look at you, pouring your heart out for a quick romp. You damn idiot" He pumped harder as he got madder. He was glaring at her tattoo and ignored his own pleasure, ignored the bond he had been trying to create.

As Mara came closer and closer to her orgasm, she turned his head and looked into his eyes whispering:

- All we have is right now, and right now I belong to you. No one else.

She kissed him and their bodies crashed and burned together, connected in the most intimate of ways. Luke squeezed his eyes shut and exploded insider her, collapsing exhausted beside her body.

He pulled out and rolled over, enjoying the pleasant numbness. He could hear Mara's steady breathing, in the dark silence of the room. He was to scared to think about what had happened, about what it all meant.

All of the sudden he felt an elbow hit him in the ribs.

- Dumbass, Mara spat out in his direction.

- What?

- We wasted days arguing when we could've been doing this.

- Well give me 10 minutes and I'll see what I can do about catching up, he replied with a smirk.

She climbed on top of him.

- You got ten seconds.

AN: So much for the sexy time.