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Relaxation

Damian sighed quietly as he stirred, feeling Ahsoka shift slightly against him, reaching across him and setting something on the bedside table. He cracked an eye open and saw it was her binary communicator. He lightly trailed a hand up her back and Ahsoka shivered slightly, smiling down at him.

"Hey," Ahsoka smiled.

"Hey," Damian smiled. "Alina slept all night."

Ahsoka nodded, smiling. "Which means she's due to wake up any time."

Damian nodded, then tilted his head toward the communicator. "Do we have a job?"

Ahsoka shook her head, smiling. "Zeb, Chopper, Sabine, and Ezra went to get medical supplies from an abandoned medical facility. We've got some time off while they're gone."

Damian smiled and reached his left hand up, gently cupping her cheek, his thumb drifting lightly over her cheek before she leaned down, her lips meeting his waiting ones. She sighed softly as his lips moved against hers, his hand slipping around below her back lekku to cup the back of her neck, his free hand reaching around to the small of her back, drifting over her bare skin with a feather-light touch that sent shivers running up her spine and brought goosebumps to her skin. She settled onto him, the leg previously tangled between his shifting over to the other side of his legs, Ahsoka shifting to straddle him. He instinctively tightened his hold on her, his mind once again reeling as he felt her bare skin press tight to his, just as it always did. She began to fill his existence. Her taste brought a light-headed numbness to his mind, he breathed her scent in with every breath, and began to gasp and pant for more Ahsoka-laced air, the feeling her skin against his and her hands drifting over his skin brought goosebumps of his own out. Damian ached to feel more of her, and his desperation bled into the kiss, Ahsoka's own matching his.

And then, Alina was crying. They both stopped, lips hovering barely an inch from each other's as they caught their breath and returned to reality. Finally, Ahsoka sighed heavily, smiling.

"I need to feed her," Ahsoka sighed.

"Yeah," Damian agreed. "That you do."

He reached up, kissing her, and Ahsoka kissed him back, sighing, before Damian pulled away and sat up, stretching and grabbing his towel, toothbrush, razor, and a pair of underwear and pants. He headed into the bathroom, taking a quick, and very cold, shower, then brushed his teeth and shaved before getting dressed and walking back into their room. Ahsoka was seated on her side of the bed, breastfeeding Alina. He smiled, walking over and kissing her before grabbing a shirt and pulling it on, heading to the galley and grabbing breakfast for the both of them. As he returned to the room, he found Ahsoka laying Alina back I her crib, Alina seeming to have drifted off to sleep again.

"She's sleeping?" Damian asked quietly.

Ahsoka nodded, smiling and accepting her food. "She fell right asleep after she was full."

Damian nodded, sitting on the bed, Ahsoka sitting beside him as they began to eat. "I wonder how much trouble they'll have."

Ahsoka smiled. "Worried about Ezra?"

"A little," Damian said. "Trouble seems to follow him."

Ahsoka nodded. "That's true." She took a bite. "But he's as resourceful as you are, so he'll be fine."

"True," Damian nodded. "He's a smart kid."

They both finished their meal quickly and lay down, cuddling into each other, having already decided to spend their time off being lazy together. After a few minutes, Damian felt her hands beginning to drift over his sides and smiled, cracking an eye open and seeing her watching him. He smiled and leaned forward, Ahsoka's lips meeting his halfway. Again Damian began to lose himself in her. He longed to feel her skin against his, and pulled away from the kiss to shed his clothes, returning to her the moment he had finished. He rolled on top of her slightly, pressing a leg between hers as his hands slipped into hers, his weight keeping her pinned to the bed. She rocked her hips against his leg, gasping as he pressed it harder into her to provide her with more pleasure. After a few minutes, however, she pushed him off, rolling him onto her back and straddling his waist, his member pressed against his abdomen with her slick lips pressed to its underside.

No sooner had she reached this position, however, did the door open and Barriss walk in, completely ignoring the fact that they were both naked, busy, and giving her an annoyed look.

"Hey I need ideas for me and Riyo's next vacation," Barriss said, sitting in a chair beside the bed and watching them expectantly.

"Really Barriss?" Ahsoka asked. "I'm naked."

"And you're extremely sexy," Barriss said. "Now, ideas?"

Ahsoka's eyebrow twitched in irritation, but she gasped as Damian shifted his hips under her, her own hips beginning to rock, unbidden, against him in response. Ahsoka continued, despite the audience, who was currently wearing an amused yet surprised smile.

"You could always go to Zeltros again," Damian offered.

"Oh we're definitely going back," Barriss smirked. "But I want to try to something new."

"You could try being...normal for a change," Ahsoka said, then moaned softly as Damian angled his hips to press into her clit directly.

"As you rub your dipping slit all over your husband's cock right in front of me," Barriss snorted. "Honestly, I'm impressed. I never thought you'd be up for some exhibitionism."

"It's not like...you've never seen us...naked before," Ahsoka said. "Or fucked one of us."

"Guilty," Barriss said. "But still, for you this is a huge step. Soon the two of you will be visiting Zeltros yourselves."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes, lifting her hips and lining Damian up with her entrance, settling onto him with a moan before looking over at Barriss.

"Would you hurry up and decide so I can fuck my husband in peace?" Ahsoka asked irritably. "We get little enough time together without you interrupting."

Barriss snorted in amusement. "Are you kidding? I'm about to invite Riyo over to enjoy the show too."

Ahsoka growled irritably.

"Barriss, leave," Damian said.

"Oh fine," Barriss sighed. "God, you're no fun anymore. Oh well. Have fun you two." She left and Ahsoka sighed heavily.

"She's such a pain sometimes," Ahsoka said.

"That's true," Damian agreed, reaching down to begin rubbing her clit, Ahsoka moaning and beginning to raise and lower her hips. "But she had a point about you being more open."

"Would you have...preferred I stopped?" Ahsoka asked.

"Not at all," Damian said.

"It's not like...she hasn't...seen before," Ahsoka said, breathing starting to become ragged again. "She's...walked in on us...before."

"True," Damian said, then groaned as Ahsoka began to rock her hips in a circular motion as she bounced.

Ahsoka began to speed up, Damian thrusting up into her in time with her drops, and leaned down, kissing Damian to muffle her moans. After a few minutes, Damian rolled them over, taking over thrusting as Ahsoka began to roughly knead her breasts, desperate for more pleasure. Damian slammed into her harder, fingers continuing to blur over her clit, and after a few more minutes, his efforts were rewarded as Ahsoka screamed into his mouth, bucking and spasming beneath him as her insides clenched and undulated around his member, rapidly dragging him over the edge with her, Damian flooding her with his seed quickly. After they had both come back down from their orgasms, Damian rolled onto his back, holding Ahsoka in his arms on top of him, and Ahsoka sighed comfortably.

"Do you...want to go to Zeltros?" Ahsoka asked.

Damian hummed thoughtfully. "Well, I was there once a long time ago, long before I met you on Mandalore, and it was about the best time of my life, up until I was with you. But I would never trade a day of my time with you for a lifetime of living on Zeltros."

Ahsoka smiled, kissing the side of his neck. "That's not what I meant. I mean, do you want to go to Zeltros with me?"

Damian's eyes widened as he stared up at her. "Why do you ask?"

"I've been...considering experimenting recently," Ahsoka said. "I love being with you, and I'm obviously never going to leave you, but I thought it might be fun to be able to...do more. Like maybe having threesomes like Barriss and Riyo. And I decided that the best place to see if I could handle it is probably Zeltros."

Damian watched her for a few minutes before smiling and kissing her. "If you want to go, all you have to do is ask. I'll do anything you want. And also, there's still a part of my brain left over from before we were together who fantasizes about watching you making out with a chick."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes, then smiled, kissing him. "Maybe. I'm not committing to the idea yet."

"That's alright," Damian smiled. "I'm perfectly happy as things are now. Although, I do have to know, who is it you've been considering including in this threesome you've been thinking about for so long?"

Ahsoka rolled her eyes, smirking and sitting up, eyelids fluttering slightly as his still-hard member shifted inside of her. "No one. I just thought it might be fun."

Damian smiled and nodded, then groaned as Ahsoka began to move her hips again.

Barriss grinned as she and Riyo crept away from the door. "I told you she was finally starting to open up."

"I never thought I'd see the day," Riyo smiled. "After all these years, Ahsoka's finally starting to experiment."

"Oh, they've experimented multiple times," Barriss smirked. "I walk in on them ever once in a while to see what they're up to, and they've tried almost everything two people can do alone together. Looks like the old Damian's finally started to wear Ahsoka down. Maybe the old Damian will come back too."

"I hope not," Riyo said. "Sure the old Damian was fun, but Damian's better now."

"True," Barriss agreed. "Oh well. We'll have to wait and see."

Riyo nodded in agreement and they headed back to their own room.

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