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Damian felt the haze of sleep beginning to wear off and made a low indignant noise, pulling Ahsoka a little tighter against him, nuzzling into the back of her neck. She sighed contentedly, resting her hand over his on her abdomen and smiled.
"We'll have to wake up eventually," Ahsoka said.
Damian grumbled softly again, curling around her tighter. Ahsoka inhaled slowly as his morning wood pressed against her, then chuckled softly. She didn't bother trying to move, and he showed no intention of releasing her. Both of them wordlessly agreed that they'd earned a few days off after having to deal with Ghaar and the Toonee Clan immediately after dealing with the Sith Stalkers. Just to be safe, they had checked with Organa and he had told them he didn't have anything pressing for the next week, so for at least that long, they were on vacation in their home on Naboo, Jek and Enfys staying in the house on Alderaan, and Barriss was staying with Riyo. Damian like the arrangement, since it meant he had Ahsoka all to himself and didn't have to worry about being quiet or public decency. The only person not staying with someone was Shaeeah, who had taken the mantis to visit Rex, Wolffe, and Gregor for the week, if only to stay out of everyone else's way, and had taken R3 and Katie with her.
"We should get Shaeeah a boyfriend," Damian mumbled.
"I agree," Ahsoka said, rocking her hips, Damian sighing pleasantly. "But I don't really want you thinking about Shaeeah right now."
Damian smiled, angling himself slightly and pushing into her, Ahsoka moaning deeply as he filled her. She rolled onto her stomach, Damian rolling with her to kneel behind her, pulling her right leg up to the side, then pressed down on her hips as he thrust into her. Ahsoka moaned, hands clenching the sheet. Damian grinned, thrusting into her harder. Apparently she was extra sensitive today. After a few more minutes, Ahsoka began to push her hips up against his hands and he let her up, Ahsoka pushing herself up to her hands and knees before he began to thrust into her again, one hand reaching around to rub her clit quickly, Ahsoka moaning in pleasure and bucking back against him, matching his thrusts as he sped back up quickly. He leaned forward, his free hand reaching around to knead her breast, Ahsoka using one hand to work the other and Ahsoka cried out appreciatively. He attached his lips to the side of her neck, sucking hard on her favorite spot, quickly forming a dark bruise that she'd be mad at him for later. However, for the moment, she was all for it, slamming her hips back against him all the harder for it.
Damian grinned. After being together for so long, he had learned to read her like a book. He new every spot to stimulate, and in what order. So, a few moments later, he felt Ahsoka beginning to quiver around him. He smiled. If she was getting that close already, she really was extra sensitive today. Her moans quickly dissolved into harsh gasps and frantic jerking hips. Damian smiled, then nipped at her neck slightly and Ahsoka came undone. She bucked and screamed, spasming beneath him as her insides spasmed and squirmed around him. He continued to ram himself into her throughout her climax and as soon as she started to settle, he pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back, pushing back into her and continuing. Ahsoka moaned hoarsely before pulling him down into a kiss, one of her hands beginning to work her own clit frantically as he plunged himself into her again and again. She panted and moaned into the kiss, her tongue sliding against his hungrily, her teeth nipping at his lips. He absolutely loved this side of her. The side he knew no one else had ever seen, or every would see. The side that lacked any semblance of control, instead simply craving him with every fiber of her being, just as much as he craved her. All to soon, Damian felt his balls beginning to tighten as she began to quiver around him again. As she felt him starting to twitch inside of her, she moved her hands up, slipping them into his and lacing their fingers together. She turned her head slightly and he pulled back so that she could speak.
"Shit!" Ahsoka gasped, moaning and struggling to get enough breath between her moans and pants to speak properly. "Damian! I...I'm...n-not...Oh god! Yes!"
She bucked up against him but he suddenly stopped, pressing into her to pin her in place, stopping her from finishing yet. Ahsoka moaned miserably. He began to move slowly, slow enough that he could force himself to calm down while also keeping her right on the verge of climaxing again. It had taken him a while to get the hang of it, but it was well worth it.
"Damian, please!" Ahsoka moaned.
"Nope," Damian said. "Not until you tell me what you needed to."
Ahsoka moaned, rocking her hips up against him, only for his to follow hers, keeping her from getting any more pleasure than before. "I'm not...safe today." She moaned as he pushed back into her, bottoming out and pressing against her cervix, making her moan heavily.
"Do you want me to pull out?" Damian asked.
That was usually what they decided on her unsafe days. Either that, or they'd switch openings. However, apparently, today was different. Ahsoka shook her head, hands slipping out of his to clutch at his shoulders, pulling him down into a kiss again.
"Inside," Ahsoka moaned between kisses. "I want it inside."
Damian felt his heart jump for joy and kissed her happily, his tongue beginning to dance with hers as he began to move in earnest again. Ahsoka moaned loudly as he did, and within a couple of strokes was once again struggling to breathe, though this time she clung to him tightly in order to keep kissing him. Damian shoved himself into her rapidly, feeling his control quickly beginning to slip again and moving his fingers to her clit, rubbing it quickly. Ahsoka's hips began to rock against him desperately, her muscles beginning to tense up, her whole body coiling up in anticipation of her release. Then, just as Damian rammed himself into her fully, his cock erupting deep into her womb, Ahsoka screamed in pleasure, her tunnel clenching and spasming around him, milking him as he continued to thrust into her, holding her tightly as her body jerked and bucked beneath him. After a few moments, he was spent and rolled, pulling her on top of him as he began to soften, slipping out of her. She moaned softly as he did, sliding her legs down to straighten them out and sighing.
"I love vacation," Ahsoka smiled.
"So do I," Damian smiled, lightly tracing his finger up and down her back, making her shiver, though she simply cuddled closer to him. "I love you Ahsoka."
"I love you too," Ahsoka smiled.
Damian sighed, slipping his arm out from under her, then kissed her and walked to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he walked back out, finding Ahsoka laying on her back, staring up at the ceiling with one hand resting on her abdomen, a thoughtful look in her eyes. Damian smiled as an image of Ahsoka with an enlarged belly slipped into his brain. He smiled and reached into his pants' pocket as he past them, pulling out the gift he'd made for her, then climbed back into bed and lay down, gently pulling her over so that she was laying on her back on top of him.
"Would you still love me if I got fat?" Ahsoka asked.
"I would love you even if you weighed more than a Hutt," Damian said.
Ahsoka laughed and swatted his leg lightly, since she couldn't reach his arm. He smiled, slipping his hand into hers and slipping the ring onto her finger. Her eyes widened and she stared at it in surprise. It was Mandalorian Iron and in place of a single diamond on the top of it, it had a band of diamond, a single diamond, through the middle of the ring wrapping all the way around her finger, taking up a third of the ring. What was more, as she held the ring close to her face and squinted, she could make out the symbol of the Jedi Order underneath the diamond, etched into the metal of the ring, then with a pair of lightsabers flanking it, their blades tilted toward the top of the symbol. Then, that image was repeated all the way around the ring. She turned her stare to him, eyes watering.
"I know it's a bit late, since we've been together so long anyway," Damian smiled. "Will you marry me?"
"Absolutely not," Ahsoka said. "I was actually planning to break up with you after this vacation."
Damian rolled his eyes, shoving her off of himself onto the bed, only to roll on top of her, interrupting her laughter with a kiss. Ahsoka sighed happily, kissing him back. After a couple of minutes, she felt his erection press into her again and moaned, shifting her hips slightly to help line him up before he slid into her again, earning a louder moan as he began to move again, his lips not separating from hers this time.
"I've got a favor to ask you," Organa said as Damian and Ahsoka ate their lunch.
"What do you need?" Damian asked.
"We've acquired some valuable intel that I need passed along," Organa said. "I know your team is more of a combat-oriented one, but we need this information passed along, and all of our spies are busy."
"Don't worry about the combat," Ahsoka smiled. "We tend to find it anyway. But sure, we'll deliver the intel."
"Excellent," Organa said. "Thank you both so much. I'll send it to you right away."
"Sure," Damian smiled. "We'll get ready to leave. Where are we meeting them?"
"I'll send the coordinates with the data file," Organa said.
"Alright," Damian nodded, hanging up and sighing. "Well, I suppose four days of vacation is still more than we usually get."
"True," Ahsoka said. "I have to go to the bathroom. Are we bringing the others?"
"Nah," Damian said. "We'll bring Shaeeah, since she's probably dying to get away from Rex and the others by now, but let's not interrupt the others' vacations too. We can handle a simply delivery."
Ahsoka nodded, smiling. "Alright. I'll be right back then."
Damian nodded and Called Shaeeah, letting her know they had a mission. Just as he hung up and finished downloading the data Organa had sent him via a hyper-encrypted data connection, Ahsoka stepped out of the bathroom, looking somewhere between elated and terrified.
"What happened?" Damian asked, setting his data pad aside instantly and walking over to her.
She held out a small object that sort of looked like a syringe, though without a needle, and he stared at the small, blinking, blue screen. He looked between it and her several times before his eyes settled on hers, widening slowly.
"You're..."
She nodded smiling. Damian began to laugh happily, picking Ahsoka up in a hug and spinning. Ahsoka laughed as well, then kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck as his wrapped around the small of her back. After a few minutes, he pulled away, smiling.
"You're officially done fighting," Damian said.
Ahsoka smiled. "Oh no. How ever will I live with myself?"
Damian rolled his eyes, kissing her again before pulling away. "As much as I'd love to stand here and kiss you all day, we need to get ready to leave."
Ahsoka nodded and they both headed to their home's growing armory, Ahsoka pulling on her Mandalorian chest plate and greaves while Damian simply grabbed his blaster. His lightsaber he had kept with him just in case someone undesirable found them, but the blaster he kept in the armory.
Once they had their gear, they headed to the living room to wait, Ahsoka straddling Damian's lap and beginning to kiss him again, the two continuing until the Wraith arrived some time later.
Damian watched the ship descend from the clouds above them. It was a Corellian VCX-100 model light freighter. The markings are relatively simple. Most of the ship was white but there was some orange on it. It was a simple look that would be easily forgotten. The ship was probably modified, as well, though it just looked old. Damian closed his eyes, focusing, but he didn't sense any force wielders on the ship. It landed in front of them and Damian glanced at Ahsoka. They both wore dark brown robes to hide themselves. He returned his eyes to the ship as two people walked out of it. One was a green-skinned Twi'lek with white cloth head-covering that had two openings for her lekku with goggles over it, then a flight suit consisting of orange overalls, brown pads, and a white shirt under them. The other person was the one that had Damian aiming his blaster at them as soon as they were ten feet away, both standing motionless with their hands raised. He had brown hair in a wolf tail, a brown goatee, a long-sleeve yellow shirt with a high collar, armor plates on the right side of his chest, including a high collar to protect his neck, a pauldron with a white emblem Sado didn't recognize painted on, starting to fade, then armor plates down his arm as well, grey pants, brown boots, a blaster hanging on his right leg, and two short metal cylinders hanging from his belt on the left side. The part that warranted Damian's blaster be drawn, however, was the glowing blue aura around him. He was a Force wielder, but Damian couldn't sense him, which meant he was used to hiding his Force connection.
"Name!" Damian ordered.
"We're no-" the man began but then stopped, realizing he couldn't move, neither could the Twi'lek. "What did you-"
"What is your name!?" Damian demanded again, his left hand hidden inside his cloak as he used the Force to hold the two of them motionless.
"Oh shit!" the man gasped, eyes widening. "And Inquisitor!"
Damian snorted. "Don't insult me." He used the Force to quickly pull the man's two cylinders over to himself, connecting them before manipulating the switch on one of them, a blue lightsaber blade extending from the top end, the blade focused into a thin beam barely bigger around than Damian's pinky, the same way Ahsoka had her white lightsabers. "Is this a new style I'm not aware of?"
Ahsoka shrugged as Damian swapped his blaster for his own lightsaber, slashing the man's blade as hard as he could, using the Force to hold it immobile, however, neither blade cut or broke through the other. He shrugged, putting the lightsaber away and taking the man's, humming thoughtfully to himself.
"You're good at hiding yourself," Damian said. "I actually didn't sense you, not until you started trying to figure out how to break my hold on you, at least."
"Then how did you know that I'm a Jedi?" the man asked.
"Yeah, I don't hardly think so," Damian said. "If you were a full-fledged Jedi, you'd be free by now. You're powerful for a former Padawan, I'll give you that much, but you're definitely not Jedi level yet. And to answer your question, I have the ability to literally see people's Force connections as an aura around them. Yours isn't particularly special, but it definitely marked you as a practicing Force-wielder to me." He reached up, pulling his hood down, the lightsaber once again hovering in front of him before he closed his hand around it again, pointing it at the Twi'lek. "Last chance before I kill your pretty friend with your lightsaber. What are your names?"
"My name is Kanan Jarrus," the man said. "Hers is Hera Syndulla. We're here to meet you, I would have to guess."
"Good guess," Damian nodded. "We're Fulcrum." He disassembled the lightsaber again, sending it back to Kanan. "We were sent to give you intel from a very influential benefactor."
Kanan nodded as Damian finally released his hold on the two, both massaging and stretching their arms, since they were sore from being raised so long, even though it wasn't their choice. Damian tossed the data drive to Kanan then smirked.
"What's so funny?" Hera asked.
"Nothing," Damian smiled. "I'm just glad there are more Jedi that survived. Even if it is only a Padawan."
Kanan quirked an eyebrow at him. "And I assume you were a Jedi Knight?"
"Oh God no," Damian snorted. "I'm just a Force-wielding smuggler. I was never affiliated with the Jedi Order. I actually used to steal from them and the clones before the Empire."
Kanan huffed. "Great. I got beaten by a criminal."
"Well, I had an amazing teacher," Damian chuckled. "See you next time Kanan."
Kanan grunted and walked away, Hera following. As the ship took off again, Damian smiled, turning to Ahsoka.
"Let's head home," Damian smiled.
Ahsoka nodded, smiling and slipping her hand into his as they walked back to the Wraith, Shaeeah piloting them back home.
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