Author's Notes: Warnings for sexual content. This story takes place sometime in the future - sort of a flash forward. Taken from the "Send me a number and I'll write a micro story using the word or phrase" Tumblr prompt, 'alone finally'. Thank you, raven-of-domain-kwaad ! Sorry I couldn't keep it "micro". )

I've finally done it. Kira Carsen thought to herself.

The red-headed not-quite-a-Jedi-anymore was lying face-down on her beach towel, basking in the sun's rays. She could hear the waves of the ocean crashing peacefully nearby, a pleasant reminder of her tropical environment. Her sun-goggles offered protection for her eyes her deep blues tinted green from the lenses when she bothered to open them. Her bikini had been discarded onto the beach towel next to hers, so confident was she that she was one of just two sentient beings on this planet at the moment, and it freed her from any concerns about avoiding any tan marks against her fair skin.

I've finally learned the trick of how to relax by doing absolutely nothing. Her lips smirked, pleased with herself.

Of course, she'd had some… encouragement to get to this point. A certain fatigue had set in, and her body was a bit worn out. After all, yesterday had been a very busy day for her. And then she'd been busy again last night. And then once again this morning before she'd started sunbathing. Twice, in fact.

Kira had found this world in the Unknown Regions years ago, back when she'd been running with an anti-Zakuulan resistance movement. She'd been surveying planets for potential base locations from where she and her comrades could strike at the Eternal Empire. She'd ultimately rejected this world as a candidate, as there was absolutely no infrastructure to speak of. It was also too remote; the rebels had wanted to operate in hiding, but still with the capability of striking at Zakuul's supply lines through accessible hyperspace lanes.

But she'd never forgotten this planet. Or its magnificent beaches, and lack of any hostile fauna. It was beautiful. A paradise. Its like Rishi, but without the pirates, the Revanites and the bird people, she observed.

And now, years later, her long-held secret had paid off.

I've found a planet where nothing will try to kill us. She pursed her lips in contemplation. Where we can finally be alone together. At last.

She'd have to pick a name for this planet, Kira considered. And a name for this island. And a name for this beach. If she really were the discoverer of this world, then doing all that should be her responsibility.

Just not today. She had more important things to do at the moment.

Kira honestly intended to get up at some point from her sunbathing and to do something exciting. Maybe she'd bust out their hoverbikes from the cargo bay so they could use them as jet skis. Or maybe she'd follow through on her plan to turn those spare bulkhead panels from the ship into surfboards. She'd never actually been surfing, but it certainly looked exciting on the holos she'd seen. Or heck – maybe the two of them could just spar on the beach with their lightsabers. That could be fun, especially if they waited for the moonlight in the evening. That certainly fit Kira's idea of a romantic night.

These are all good plans. She thought proudly to herself, as her head lay contentedly down on her crossed arms.

She felt him approach her through the Force because of course she did. After these last two days, she doubted either of them would ever lose track of the other again, carbonite prisons be damned.

"You're going to get sunburned." He gently chided her.

Groggily, she let out a sigh then lifted her head from her arms to look up at Corellan Halcyon.

The man who had once been called the Hero of Tython, the Battlemaster of the Jedi Order and the Outlander was looking down at her with a bemused expression. Water dripped down from his wet hair and body as he glistened in the sun; he'd been swimming in the ocean for nearly two hours, almost as long as Kira had been laying out in the sun. She watched fascinated as a particular drop of water rolled down the muscles of his broad chest and abdomen down towards his swimming trunks, causing Kira to lick her lips.

As much as she enjoyed checking him out when his body was glistening like this, she inevitably felt her eyes drawn down to the fourth finger of his left hand.

The band around the finger was ornate, etched with tiny engravings invoking Tython and Odessen, along with the word 'Eternal'. The metal itself was fairly non-descript; a careful examination by a metallurgist would have revealed that it was actually composed of an alloy of natural materials from several worlds, none of those metals being regarded as particularly precious among the various jewelers of the galaxy.

That wasn't important to Kira. What mattered to her was what the ring represented.

It meant that Corellan Halcyon was hers, and hers alone.

She absent-mindedly fiddled with the diamond ring wrapped around her own finger with her thumb as she smirked up at him.

"Well, you did quite an impressive job rubbing me down with sunscreen earlier." She mused, her head tilting towards his towel where the bottle of Alderaanian nectar-scented lotion lay beside her bikini and their lightsabers. Playfully, Kira wiggled her oiled butt up at him. "I feel safe enough from the sun, tough guy."

Corellan Halcyon's eyebrows bopped up as it was his turn to admire Kira's body. He let out a slow exhale as he crouched down beside her… only to find himself ambushed as Kira's hand reached out and grabbed him by the neck, pulling him towards her for a long, passionate kiss.

There was no crisis to worry about. The Eternal Alliance back on Odessen would keep the galaxy safe without their famed 'Alliance Commander' for a few more days at least. At Kira's insistence, Teeseven was the only one who knew how to reach them, and it would probably take the Emperor himself returning from the abyss to compel the droid to contact them.

Corellan's body grew rigid at the contact for only a fraction of a second before he melted into the kiss, wrapping an arm around her. She felt a brief tinge of guilt for startling him like that; she'd chosen this planet not just because it was beautiful, not just because they could be alone, but because Corellan – who had seen enough fighting over the course of his adulthood for twenty lifetimes – had once told her that he had never been to a world where he hadn't used lethal force to defend himself or others. She knew how much that had worn on him and wanted him to feel like he had seen at least one planet where he hadn't been forced to kill anything or anyone.

A planet where he could just be… him.

But as she felt his body and his soul start to respond to her touch and his strong arms tightened around her, she knew she'd made the right choice. Here, on this beautiful, unnamed world in the unknown regions, the only thing ambushing him would be her.

Wasn't stuff like this what honeymoons were all about? Kira smirked as the kiss finally broke. She playfully pushed him onto his own towel.

"Here." She grinned, turning herself onto her back and tucking her arms beneath her head to leave herself completely open. Corellan was practically gawking at her now, eyes widened, unable to look away and looking like he was quite out of breath. She was charmed by his reaction: The two had made love hundreds of times, but he still looked at her like it was his first time seeing her this way.

"I think you might have missed a few spots when you oiled me up this morning." Kira teased, noting that she'd still been wearing her bikini at the time. "You can make that up to me now, I think."

Dutifully, attentively, eagerly even, Corellan reached for the bottle, applying ample amounts of the lotion to his hands.

"Yes, my lady." He answered gallantly, returning her grin.

Kira let out a sigh and closed her eyes as he set to work, lavishing attention on her with the same dedication with which he did everything else in life.

Corellan Halcyon didn't do anything by half-measures she'd learned long ago. Even relaxed, at ease and happy, this was who he was.

This was the man she had married two days ago.

She felt her legs parting as his skilled and oiled fingers teased her, then gasped as he leaned in and placed a soft kiss just below her naval. Then another gasp escaped her lips as he kissed just a bit lower, still…

Kira sat up suddenly, reaching out and grabbing at his shoulder and gripping him a bit harder than she'd intended. He paused in his ministrations of her body, looking up at her questioningly.

"Know what, tough guy? It's your honeymoon. You're over-dressed." She smirked as she glanced down at his shorts. "Lose those."

As Corellan smiled and moved to comply with her command, Kira laid back and watched contentedly.

Relaxing by doing absolutely nothing is overrated. she thought to herself.

Kira never did get around to learning to surf that day.

She couldn't complain.

Author's Notes : I'll do the wedding story at some point. Honestly, though, it's a huge thing.