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
Spoilers/Timeline: After The Corellian Trilogy but before "Vision of the Future".
A/N: Do read and review.
Lightheaded
Chapter 22: Look Mara, No Hands!
Although he thought that the next two days would pass slowly as he waited for Mara to arrive, the new training schedule kept him engrossed enough to occasionally forget that she was coming. So it was with some surprise that he felt Mara approaching his quarters one afternoon. And closing fast.
Kriff, forgot!
Forgot to shield as well, Jedi. He heard her dry tone in his head.
I am shielding!
Apparently, not enough for me.
Ah, but that's where you're special, Jade.
She reached his door. Open up.
Open it yourself.
There's no handle.
We changed the locks after someone stole a ship off this planet. Wouldn't want people to think that security in the Jedi Order was poor.
He felt her impatience in the Force, still wondering a little at the clarity of their connection. Plus, I'm broad-shielding now, he thought. She shouldn't be getting anything from me. He tightened his shields, but left the connection between him and Mara open.
There's no locks on the door, and no handle either. Am I supposed to just yank it off its hinges?
There aren't any visible hinges, Jade. The whole door's a slab of rock with an internal catch carved into one of its sides. Feel for the catch to unlock the door.
He felt her feeling for the catches, and smiled as he felt her concentrating. His catch was more complicated than the normal quarter locks – he had designed it himself, just for fun, as well as to deter Jedi initiates who might think to pry into his quarters. She dropped the first catch.
I'm just going to blast this door in.
It's stone, Jade. Even your lightsaber would take some time to cut through it.
She snorted mentally. Explosives, then. What a waste of time!
Patience, Jade. Good things come to those who wait. And aren't I a good thing?
He felt her smile, despite her annoyance.
Spare me from deluded Jedi Masters.
Just pretend I'm a damsel in distress.
And what am I? He felt her incredulous amusement at his suggestion.
Me, of course.
I'm rolling my eyes, Jedi. Oh look, there they are, rolling away on the floor, leaving me blind.
What a pity, never to look upon my countenance again.
I'm gonna be leaving with them, if I don't get this door open soon.
Oh dear, she's really annoyed, Luke thought. Reaching out to her, he showed her how to trigger the catches in sequence so that the bearings aligned.
The door opened, and Mara stepped in.
"Come to surrender?"
Her eyes flashed at him as he closed the door. "Business first. I brought the battle droid parts that Kam ordered; Karrde picked up the contract for this run from that droid facility of yours, so there's no invoice for this transaction because the facility is picking up the tab, and – "
"Take a breath before you pass out."
"– and I've gotten that droid of yours to pass the message on to whomever to move the crates which I left on the hangar bay floor, so – "
Luke bent forward and kissed her, and she went still.
Do you fold, Jedi?
Never, Jade. Just saying hi.
"Hi." She said against his lips. Taking advantage of her open mouth, he thrust his tongue into her mouth.
This feels like you're losing, Skywalker.
I don't think so, Jade.
They were still standing apart, their lips the only part of their bodies touching. Their mouths clashed, and their tongues duelled again, playing, both already familiar with the other's responses, yet learning more, yearning for more.
Either determined not to give in.
Luke was trying very, very hard not to slam his body into hers, and he was keenly aware of Mara's struggle as well.
Their tongues still parried as their bodies raged and resisted.
Fold, Jade.
Never, Jedi.
It's inevitable. Don't fight it.
Nothing's inevitable.
We are.
Thrust. Parry. Their bodies still not touching. Luke's hands were fisted by his sides, clenching so hard that his knuckles were white. Struggling not to touch her.
Give in, Jedi. You get sex in return.
No. No. No.
He felt her mouth quirk against his at his inability to answer coherently. She sucked in his lower lip chewed on it gently before releasing it.
It's all or nothing, Jade.
So what are we doing right now?
Fighting.
Interesting way of putting it.
He felt her move. Pulling off her jacket. He opened his eyes and met hers, open and amused.
What the…?
Fold, Jedi.
Chagrined, he nearly broke their kiss.
That's cheating, Jade!
All's fair in love and war. She dropped her jacket to the floor, and started unbuttoning her jumpsuit.
You play dirty, Jade. And he began unfastening his own tunic. Smiling against her lips as she muttered a Huttese curse against his mouth. He closed his eyes again, enjoying the tongueplay.
And you talk dirty too. Anything else I should know about you?
I'm very hot, and very bothered. And very ready. All it takes is for you to say yes to me.
Dropping his tunic on the floor and unfastening his pants with some delicacy, he was almost desperate enough to consider her request. Almost.
Nice try, Jade. But I'm very hot, and very bothered as well. Would you like to try anything dirty with me?
Not unless you go first.
She was wiggling a little, wavering around their kiss as she struggled to get her jumpsuit off. Opening his eyes, he went a little cross-eyed as he tried to look down while maintaining their kiss. He could feel her merriment in the Force when she realised what he was trying to do.
Break the kiss and you lose.
Which is why I'm still doing this. Turning his head to face the other side, he just managed not to break contact with her mouth. His neck thanked him for the change in position.
He toed off his boots and kicked off his pants, and felt her do the same.
Wearing a bra today, Jade?
Why, no, Jedi, now that you mention it. It's liberating. And there's so much less to take off when you want to screw a Jedi Master senseless. She seemed happy with the change in position as well.
Is your mouth getting tired? He asked her.
Do you fold?
No.
Then no. She started making moaning sounds, breaking the silence of the room, and causing Luke's undershorts to tent at a more acute angle.
You're such a cheater, Jade.
No more than you, Mister Vandal. You're lucky that your little message didn't mark my ship.
I made sure it was water-soluble ink.
She grunted against his mouth, and kept moaning. He retaliated by sending her images of their time together.
Oh look, here's one of you climaxing. Oh, and here's another one of you, climaxing yet again. And another one.
She upped the ante by starting to moan his name through their kisses. "Luuuke, ooh, yesss, Luuuke…"
Luke's hairs stood on end and his toes curled at her breathless voice. His hands clenched and shook with the exertion of not throwing her down and impaling himself on her. He forced his hands to his waist, and pushed his undershorts down. Breathing hard from the effort, he kicked his undershorts away, not seeing where it went. He had stopped sending Mara mental pictures, his whole being concentrated on not moving anything but his mouth.
Mara had not stopped moaning, which was making Luke harder than he thought he could be. She sensed his weakness, and started moaning faster, like she was about to climax.
"Oh yesss, Luke, yes, yes, oh you feel so good, oh yesss…"
Luke shut his eyes tight and thought of stone doors, and where they were manufactured.
"Yesss, Luuuke, oh yesss, yessss, come on, harder, harder…"
Luke couldn't hold it in anymore. He clamped down hard on her mouth and came. Hard.
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A/N: Oh hey, look! Just one word changed. One teeny, weensy word! Edited carefully for your pleasure. And are you guys reading without commenting? Tsk, tsk.