Standard Disclaimer: These characters belong to G. Lucas and T. Zahn. In other words: not mine.
Dedication: To anyone who loves hot chocolate.
Rating: M (very much so)
Spoilers/Timeline: After The Corellian Trilogy but before "Vision of the Future".
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Lightheaded
Chapter 15: Where Did You Learn That, Miss Jade?
(aka The 'Fresher, The Bedroom)

"The couch, the table. Who would have thought you'd be so imaginative?"

"Jade, you wound me. I'm very imaginative."

"I noticed that you got us both very wet."

"But we were safe." She cocked her head at that.

"Did we need to be?" Luke gave her a sheepish look.

"Well, we got quite caught up in everything, and we didn't get a chance to discuss anything, so I thought it would be better to do this first…"

Mara sat up on the table. "To put your mind at ease, we don't need anything. Not on my end, anyway. Unless you have something you want to tell me…?" She slid off the table and stood up.

"Nuh…no, I'm good to go too." Luke managed to stutter.

"You've gotten me all sticky, and you're not in much better state. What do you think we should do about that, Jedi?" Her body still pressed against him, and she expected him to come up with another coherent answer?

"Ref… fresher. Take a bath. Shower." Luke's brain somehow miraculously gave the right answer, and she grinned again.

"Thought you'd never ask. What are you waiting for? 'Fresher's this way." And she led him to the bathroom, wobbly-legged.

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"Bedroom… now…"

"You know, Jade… tonight has shown me a new side of you."

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"Stars…" she breathed. "Stars…"

"Told you I'd get you later."

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"Why, oh why, did you not tell me that you could do amazing things with your tongue?"

Luke, busy with other things, didn't reply.

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"Mara…" he pleaded softly. She bent forward again, chin in her hands and looked at him, smiling. "Yes, Jedi?"

Not to be denied again this time, he grasped her hips and growled, "Lower."

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"I think I've had more than my fair share tonight, don't you Jedi?" She stopped moving, and looked at him.

Stars! Where did she learn that from?

"Mara… Mara… dearest… you have to stop… or I'm going to go off…" She slowed the rhythm, but did not stop.

"Do you want to go off, Skywalker?"

"No… yes…"

"Make up your mind," he thought he heard some amusement in her voice.

He flipped her over onto the bed, and entered her again. "I want to, but it might kill me, so I'm not sure," he said.

"This time, it's your turn, so do whatever you want."

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He finally collapsed over her, murmuring sleepily, "Give me ten minutes… I'll be back, I promise."

And he fell asleep.

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A/N: Again, please note that this chapter has been very heavily edited to fit the 'M' rating for posting on f-f dot net. Thank you in advance for the lovely feedback. Please feedback and tell me that you liked this piece! It's the only payback we writers get.