Sabezra's Shaky Anniversary:

D2/3 ABY, Cerulia

It was anniversary day again and Ezra was determined to make it as romantic and prolonged of a session in bed as he could for his beautiful and mostly patient wife. Last year's anniversary had been a complete write off, what with the battle with the Imperials who couldn't take a nice 'get lost or die' warning seriously. And then when he returned for what was Sabine's evening and his morning, practically their whole family was there to celebrate the minor victory, even Ahsoka and Lux, who just happened to be coming back for supplies.

He'd been happy to see everyone, of course, but that anniversary had essentially been a no go.

At least their third wedding anniversary a couple weeks later had gone according to plan with a lovely breakfast in bed that he'd managed to do entirely by manipulating things through the Force with Kanan's 'help'. (More like lothhyena-like laughter filled observations.) If any of it had actually been audible to Sabine, there was no way she would have slept through it, but Kanan and Ezra had perfected Force Ghost to Force Projection telepathy long ago. It wasn't that different from the bond telepathy they'd had when they were both physical beings, anyway, because they were still bonded.

As usual, Ezra locked himself in his room and knelt on the bed. A few minutes later, he was hovering above his wife who seemed to be sleeping in their cabin in the Lothhawk. (He had no idea where the ship itself was and he honestly didn't care.)

Because she wasn't asleep.

And she wasn't wearing anything.

And she had a hand between her legs and another squeezing a breast.

He was surprised enough that it took him a few very appreciative seconds to focus enough to manifest a visible body for Sabine's benefit. Long enough to hear her moan, "Anytime, Ezra."

He settled in a crouch over her, smirking. "I'm here, wife."

Sabine's eyes flew open and then mostly closed again into a heavy lidded look of appreciation as she took in his naked form. The hand that had been on her breast rose up and grabbed his long hair, forcing him downwards. "About time, husband."

Then she plastered her mouth to his as he replaced his own hand between her legs, strumming her even higher in her pleasure.

Her now free hand grabbed his ass and she arched her back towards him. Tearing her mouth away for a moment, she panted, "In me. Now!"

Ezra happily obliged, thrusting deep and true into her depths, making her moan loudly. "Shabla, I know that's not real, but it still feels amazing."

Ezra stilled his movements, raising a brow teasingly. "Better than the real thing?"

She all but rolled her eyes right out of her head at him and even tugged on his hair a bit. "Of course not, di'kut. The sensations are there, but there's no heat or vitality, you know that."

"I can stop if you want," he said with pretend seriousness.

She tugged his hair harder and raised her hips again. "Don't you dare."

Ezra resumed his Force filled thrusting motion. "That's what I thought."

He settled a little closer into her body so her pointy nipples rubbed against his chest, sending more tingles through her, and he took over the kissing for a bit. When he raised his head sometime later when it became apparent she needed to breathe (he didn't, because his real body was breathing just fine elsewhere) he gave her a happy smirk. "Happy seventh anniversary, Sabine," he said as he continued a slow and deep motion within her that was keeping her right on the edge of bliss.

Sabine moaned in return, head now thrown back, inviting him to kiss her delectable neck. "Stop torturing me and make me come," she demanded.

"As my lady wi…"

Back on Cerulia, Ezra's body was jolted violently, disturbing his concentration.

He disappeared from Sabine as he was pulled back into himself.

Sabine was left in shock, rising up onto her elbows and looking around the cabin as if that would make him appear. "Ezra? Where the frag did you go? This isn't funny. I swear to the Manda, Ezra Bridger, if this is a joke, you are going to seriously regret it!"

Meanwhile, back on Cerulia, Ezra was picking himself up off the floor from where he'd been thrown. Staggering to the door over a strangely heaving floor, he managed to unlock it. "What's going on?!" he sent in a telepathic call to Link, Raign, and Wayve all at the same time, hoping someone would hear him and answer.

"It's an called an earthquake, Ezra," Raign sent back as Ezra used the walls to stay upright while he made his way out of the small house he shared with Link. "Have you never experienced one before?"

"Uh. No. Lothal doesn't have earthquakes."

"Strange. It's a common enough occurrence here. There just haven't been any on this side of the planet since you arrived. Until now."

"Fan-fragging-tastic," Ezra grunted mentally. He was now outside and he could practically see the ground roll and shake under his feet.

"I could use a little help over here," Link interjected in a somewhat panicked tone.

Ezra looked towards the clinic and saw it shaking worse than the other buildings. He started running. "I'm coming! What do you need?"

"See what you can do to stop the building from falling, please. I'm trying to save my equipment at the moment."

"Got it!" Ezra turned his focus inwards and sent his Force senses out towards the clinic, looking for weaknesses in the structure. Holding his hands out, he used the Force to hold together a beam that was shaking alarmingly on its post. Within a minute, he was joined by a dozen others, including Raign and Krystal, in a circle around the clinic as they manipulated the Force to hold the building together. Glancing across the little village, Ezra could see another twenty or so doing the same with the community hall.

A minute later, the shaking stopped and everyone heaved a sigh of relief. "That was crazy," Ezra thought to his friends.

Raign grinned at him as Link emerged from inside the clinic. "It's not over yet."

"It's not?" Ezra's brows shot up.

"Nope. There's still the impending tsunami to deal with."

"The what?!"