Disclaimer: I don't own any SW characters, those belong to George Lucas.thank the Force.

Storyline: Just a "simple" story about all of our fav SW couples, Jaina/Jag, Jacen/Tenel Ka, Luke/Mara, and even Han/Leia. Enjoy!

Whisper

Chapter 1-Abandonment

She didn't really need to look. She knew long before he came up behind her that he was there, that he was coming. His intentions were very clear.not that she didn't know them already. It was easy for Jaina to read Jag Fel through the Force. He had a very unique Force presence. It didn't blaze, like Anakin's had. And it was quite different form her twin bond with her brother Jacen. No, Jag's presence was a very cool, very controlled, very pragmatic presence. It was always looking to the future. Always planning ahead, always weighing his options. It wasn't a burden to be in his thought. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Being with Jag soothed Jaina. She knew that he cared about her, despite the icy exterior he put on as a result of being raised by the Chiss. But his presence radiated toward her. It was always directed towards her. Jaina smiled at this thought and smiled even broader as she felt his strong arms snake around her tiny waist.

"Hello, lover." Jag murmured as he nuzzled her neck. Jag loved the feeling of his skin against hers. His cool skin was set aflame every time he touched her. Jag wanted Jaina more than she could possibly know, but he knew that he couldn't have her, not like that, not just yet. Sure, they had joked about it, but every time they had come close to doing anything, he pushed her away. As much as the thought of him and Jaina together excited and intrigued him, he was not going to let passion overrule his good sense.. no matter how much he wanted it to.

Jaina sighed. She wanted Jag to do more than just hold her hand and kiss her every once in a while. She wanted to know what he felt like, wanted to feel his soul intertwine with hers. But she knew that he was a man who stuck by his morals. Not that she didn't admire him all the more for that. Sometimes, it just infuriated her to no end though.

But for now, she thought as she to face him, his arms still encircling her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck, I'll take what I can get. And with that she kissed him, hard and full on the lips. She poured all of her passion and frustration and longing into the kiss, and he responded in turn by pressing himself closer to her, delving himself deeper into the kiss. Deeper into the abandonment of his sanity. Deeper into everything that he knew to be good and pure in his world. And just when Jaina thought she could take no more and would lose all sense of control, Jag pushed her away. He sprinted down the corridor and shut himself into his quarters.

Not again.he thought, I can't do this again...