Yavin IV - The Newly Established Jedi Academy

Emma Illanna fidgeted as she headed towards the wing of the temple that housed the quarters of the Masters Skywalker. She knew that Master Luke was leading a clean up effort of the old main hanger, hoping to at least get some of the chunks of stone and metal out of the way and that Master Jade Skywalker was probably keeping an eye on their three children while she perused the roster of the newest Jedi apprentice candidates.

When Emma reached the very nondescript door, like the dozens of other doors in the place, she took another deep breath and knocked. There was a long moment of waiting before the door opened and Mara Jade Skywalker stood at the entrance wearing a simple set of Jedi attire - trousers, tunic and tabbard. "Hey kiddo;" she said with a bright smile, "what can I do for you?"

"I was hoping we could talk about... well... me and Barabus and..." and she trailed off, blushing fiercely.

Mara Jade Skywalker was no fool. She could tell that Emma wanted a woman-to-woman talk about the young couple's relationship. "Come on in, Sweety;" said the red-headed Jedi Master, "I have a decent selection of tea from Luke's sister and hot water, or there's some pretty strong caf, freshly made, if you'd like."

"Thank you, Master. I'll have some tea if you don't mind;" said Emma, indicating a container that displayed a Naboo blossom on it. "Coming right up, Kid;" said Mara with a wink.

When Emma was blowing on a hot cup of steeping tea and Mara was sipping from a strong cup of caf, they sat at the table and Mara asked, "So what's going on between you and tall, dyed and handsome?"

Emma blushed and chuckled before saying, "Well it's his birthday today and he turns eighteen standard years. We're both very close and are probably going to get married in the next couple years. I've been thinking about it a lot and so has he. I've seen it in his mind while he isn't paying attention to his shields. But for his birthday, I want to give him something really special."

Mara nodded slowly and took another sip of her drink. "Well I really don't know what to tell you, Em. You know Barabus better than I do and-"

"No;" said Emma, blushing even more deeply and shaking her head. "I don't mean... I mean, I want to give him..." and she stumbled for a moment as the Jedi Master lifted one immaculately groomed eyebrow. Finally, Emma blurted out, "I want to have sex with him."

Mara lowered her cup to the table in front of her and folded her hands neatly on the table behind it. Taking a deep breath she said, "Wow... to be honest, I didn't realize you two hadn't had sex before. I figured, considering your force bond, you'd have been doing it since you both could. Luke and I had the hardest time when we first developed our bond, though I admittedly made it hard for us sometimes. Half remembered dreams and fantasies can be more fun than they should be."

Emma suddenly smirked and said, "I may or may not have done that a couple times too, but I decided that I wanted to wait until we were both adults. I don't know why, really. Partially because I would feel weird about being a year older than him and sleeping with him while he was still underage and partly because I just feel like we're mature enough for it now."

"Do you mind if I tell you something?" asked Mara before sipping her caf again. When Emma nodded, she said, "Age isn't what decides maturity in most cases. Just judging by the fact that you two are currently our youngest Jedi who are looking to take the trials, you're both plenty mature when it comes to most situations. But this one, giving yourself to someone, it's the exception. Me - I didn't have any options. I was still under old Palpy's thrall when I came of age and slept with numerous people - whether in the guise as a dancer, escort or pleasure slave or working my way through some Imperial command or another to investigate various allegations of treason. I never had the option to save myself for someone."

"That's terrible;" said Emma, shaking her head in sympathy.

Mara shrugged. "It is what it is - can't do anything about it now. Anyway, when I found Luke, he was the only one I ever wanted to be with again. I believe that's important."

"Me too;" said Emma firmly, "and I know Barabus feels the same way."

"Then why not get married?" asked Mara as she watched her caf swirl in her cup.

Emma thought about that before saying, "Because I want that to be my gift for him and if we were to get married, it will be weeks for our parents to get here and for everything to be set up. I want it to be my promise that I'll be his forever no matter what. I love him so much and I just want to show him that."

Mara nodded again and said, "Okay so why come talk to me about it?"

Emma blushed again and said, "Because I don't have a clue as to what I'm doing. I mean, I know all the biological nonsense, put up-link jack into socket and all that, but how do I make it really amazing?"

Mara laughed a little and said, "Sweety, for men and especially for their first time, it'll be easy to make it amazing. But I know what you mean. Look, I'm not going to demonstrate anything. My philosophy is generally to let everyone learn at their own pace. We're all different, you know, and no two men are the same just like no two women are."

Emma looked disappointed but nodded. Smiling, Mara leaned forward as if the three young ones in the other room might hear her and she said, "But I'll share a few helpful tips with you. How does that sound?"

Emma smiled and nodded, leaning forward eagerly. Mara winked and said, "Alright, here are the key things you need to know..."

Barabus focused on the large chunk of rock and stretched out with his hand and with the force. He didn't want to turn the thing into a stone shrapnel bomb. He only wanted it to break up into smaller pieces. With a very careful and controlled exertion of will, he touched the rock and began to work his unique ability. It was the size of a cargo shuttle and solid stone all the way through and at first, there was no visible result. But then, like an egg about to hatch, the stone wobbled and deep cracking noises could be heard. Then, with a loud noise, the stone seemed to split into a dozen smaller pieces. It didn't explode and it didn't shatter. It simply split and the other Jedi nearby began to surround it and use their own power to move the stones away. "Well done, Barabus;" called Kyle Katarn, the Jedi apprentice's master. "You've come a long way since Luke brought you to Coruscant from Naboo."

Barabus smiled and felt just the hint of a swelling of pride in his chest. "Thanks, Kyle."

Beside him, Master Luke Skywalker clapped him on the shoulder. "Kyle's right. That was perfectly done. Your control is remarkable."

"Thank you, Master Luke."

In truth, Barabus had wanted to pull Luke aside and talk to him alone for some time now but hadn't quite been sure about how to do so. Luke studied him for a moment before calling to the others, "Barabus and I are going to go grab some of those heavy duty adjustable braces from the warehouse hall to give the hanger more stability. We'll be back."

Stepping into one of the smaller cargo carts, Luke activated it and then murmured, "I can tell you want to talk about something. Is everything going alright, Barabus? You aren't worried about the trials, are you?"

Barabus shook his head. He was indeed worried about the trials of course. They would be the first time in their careers as Jedi that he and Emma wouldn't be working together and he was doubtful of his own skills. But that wasn't what he had wanted to talk about. "Yes I am, Master, but that's not it. It's... it's Emma."

Luke nodded slowly. "Are things alright between you two?"

"I... I think so;" stammered the young man before sighing and saying, "I don't know, Master. Recently, I've felt as though she was hiding something from me. I asked her about it once and she just said that I didn't need to worry about it. I trust her and all but somehow, this just makes me uneasy, you know?"

Luke nodded. During the Thrawn crisis, he had been miffed to find out that Mara had been hiding a pretty major secret herself - that was the existence of former Imperial senator Garm Bel-Iblis. Of course, he had understood her reasons for it but that didn't lessen the fact that it hurt. Even so, he had understood her reasoning. "Why does it bother you, if you don't mind me asking, especially if you trust her?"

"I'm worried that she doesn't trust me anymore. I haven't hid anything from her. She knows quite literally everything that I know;" said Barabus as they hopped out of the cart and hurried over to one of the adjustable braces.

They were big pieces of industrial-grade equipment. Basically, they were hydraulic jack-stands meant to hold very heavy loads such as the ceilings and roofs of unstable buildings or of tunnels or caverns. Using the force, he loaded one onto the cargo cart and said, "Maybe I'm just worried about nothing and she's just hiding my birthday present. I don't know. Maybe I just worry about stupid little things too much."

Luke hid a wince. If he were to guess by how Barabus said that, Emma had said it once or twice during heated arguments. It was a sore spot for the young man. "Maybe that's true;" said Luke, sounding both gentle and casual, "but I think it would be best to explain why you're so worried about it to her. At least that way she understands where you are coming from. Even with these mental links, the details of our thought processes tend to slip through while we aren't paying attention. It's better to lay it all out so that you both know where you stand than to hold it all in."

Barabus nodded as he shifted another loader on their cart. "You're probably right. I'll talk to her later then before we celebrate my birthday. It will bother me for as long as I think about it and I know she'll be able to tell."

"Good man;" chuckled Luke. "Eight should be enough. Come on. Let's get back and place these. Then you can go and get ready. Happy birthday, Barabus."

The young man's white and blue dyed face broke into a broad smile. "Thank you, Master."

Later that evening, while all the others were most likely in the mess, Emma was in her quarters. Using the kitchen facilities, she had put together Barabus's favorite meal - shaak steak that was grilled and greens from the farms on Naboo and several different kinds of fungi from the swamps sauted in butter and oil and mildly seasoned. She had also baked him a cake that was small enough that the two of them could eat it together without leaving any extra.

Emma had also taken great care in choosing her outfit. Rather than simply wearing the regular Jedi uniform, she chose a more traditional Naboo outfit. It was a black dress and hugged her spectacular figure nicely and allowed some of her perky cleavage to peak out the top of it.

Looking around the room for the umpteenth time, Emma assured herself that everything was perfect. That was good because Barabus was coming down the hall.

Barabus brushed his black hair back once again and straighten his tabbard. It wasn't the regular, plain colored garment that most Jedi used, either gray or white or tan or brown or black or green. It was a sky blue with silver embroidered designs. He had picked it up somewhere along the way and, while it technically wasn't a part of the Jedi uniform, it certainly went well with them. The rest of his outfit was white.

Clearing his throat and taking another deep breath, he went to knock on the door - only to have it slide open before he could set his knuckles to it. Chuckling, he ducked inside. The light was low and romantic. There were candles here and there and at the small table was a magnificent meal set. But Barabus wasn't looking at the food. His large blue eyes were fastened on the beautiful young woman in a elegant black dress. Her chocolate colored hair was elegantly braided and her own green eyes seemed to glitter in the candle light. Lifting her hands, she said warmly and lovingly, "Happy birthday, Rab!"

Emma watched as he stared at her, seemingly trying and failing to make some kind of response. Reaching out, she touched his mind more firmly and laughed. It was as if the sight of her was enough to short his brain out like a fuse that received too much power at once. She went over and took his hands, kissing him on the cheek and saying, "Come on, lover boy. Let's eat and enjoy your birthday. You're eighteen now and officially an adult. I guess I can't tease you for being a sweet little boy anymore."

Finally, he managed to bring back his ability to speak. "I am less than a year younger than you, thank you. Don't make me tickle you, Em."

Emma pouted and batted her eyelashes. "You wouldn't do that after I made you such a nice birthday meal and a cake and have such a nice present for you."

Barabus took her and hugged her, kissing her and saying, "Thank you, Emma. I really love all of this and I really love you too."

Emma wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I know. I love you too. Come on. I'd hate for the food to get cold."

The meal was wonderful. Barabus cleaned his plate, trying hard not to eat too quickly but it was all so good that he couldn't wait for the next bight. Even so, he finished before Emma and took the opportunity just to drink in her beauty. They had been in love since they first met and had developed their force bond mere days after meeting one another. Emma had helped him control his abilities, calming him while he was agitated and helping him remain calm. He still remembered their first kiss - in a garden outside the library near their school. One of the Theed police officers had seen them and stood there for a couple seconds so that it wasn't too quick before interrupting them and telling them to head back to their classes. It had been a good day.

The past few years had gone by in a blur, meeting Luke, Leia and Mara and being brought to the Jedi temple and being assigned to Kyle Katarn. At first, Kyle had been gruff and unsure of himself but as time went on, they had all grown close and he was a very good teacher. During the Thrawn campaign, they had gone on several missions together along the fringes of the New Republic, trying to help aid those suffering from Imperial harassment until the call came and they had been summoned to assist in the final battle with Darth Diabolis. That had been terrifying. There were dozens of Dark Jedi who outnumbered the Jedi. Kyle, Barabus and Emma had fought all comers alongside several of the newer Jedi students. Ferroda Grey and his two students had been severely injured but survived. In the end, they had prevailed.

Finally, Emma put her fork down and asked, "Cake now or cake later?"

Barabus smiled and stood, gathering the dishes. "Later, if you don't mind; I'm full and I need my food to settle a little."

"Well since you're gathering the dishes;" said Emma, "I'll go get your present. Be right back."

She kissed him and headed towards her bedroom, putting just a little swing in her hips since she knew he'd be watching her go.

Barabus cleared the dishes and sat on the couch, waiting for Emma. He hadn't brought up about what she was hiding from him. She had successfully driven that from his mind. Sighing, he resolved to bring it up.

Emma quickly got out of her dress and got into an outfit she had specifically picked for the night. She was glad that she had gone and talked to Mara Jade Skywalker. Quickly, the young Naboo woman dressed in red lingerie - a bustier that helped accentuate her perky breasts but still didn't cover her well toned stomach. She wore panties that matched and long, thigh-high stockings. After a quick makeup touch up, she looked at herself in her full-length mirror. She looked scary sexy. Poor Barabus wasn't going to know what to do with himself - or her. Hopefully he left himself and played with her instead. She'd take care of him. The thought made her smile and bite her lip eagerly. Just before leaving, she grabbed her robe. After all, what was a present you couldn't unwrap?

Barabus stood when she entered and frowned. Why in space was she wearing a cyrene silk robe like she was about to go to bed? "Emma?" he said, confused. His confusion increased when he touched her mind and realized that she was nervous. "Is everything alright, Dear?"

"Yes;" said Emma, sashaying towards him. "This is your present. Don't you want to open it, Rab?" and she rubbed her hands down her silk clad body.

Barabus's blue eyes were huge as he immediately comprehended what she was wearing. The rest fell into place just as quickly and he gulped. "Are you sure you want to do this, Em? We're still pretty young and-"

"Yes, I'm sure;" she said as she moved into his arms and kissed him. "We both know that you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives together, right? Someday, fairly soon I think, we're going to get married. But I don't want to wait before being with you."

Barabus put his hands on either side of her face and kissed her deeply, expressing through the kiss and through their bond all of his love and appreciation for the gift she was giving him and more than willing to give her himself in return. After an intense and lengthy kiss, they separated and Barabus stepped back, eyeing her like a a sweet that he couldn't wait to unwrap and taste. With shaky hands, he reached for the knot in the sash and fumblingly untied it. Emma couldn't help but smile at his obvious nervousness as her lover slowly reached up and unwrapped the robe from around her shoulders. His sapphire blue eyes were wide and hungry as it fell from her body.

Emma stretched her hands above her head and sensually cocked her hip to one side. "Do you like your present, Baby?" she asked in a quiet purr.

Barabus's answer was a kiss that was so intense and passionate that it took her completely by surprise. His hands reached around and lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist and moving them both towards her couch. Emma released his lips just long enough to say, "No, let's go to my bed. I want our first time to be on a bed. We can do crazier, kinkier stuff later."

Barabus kissed her to silence as he altered course. He gently set her on the bed and stepped back to get rid of his own clothing. Emma leaned back on her arms, accentuating her breasts for his hungry blaze. Sensing the desire and adoration in her lover caused her to bite her lower lip. The intensity of his want for her and the feeling of his hungry gaze raking over her scantly clad body stirred and aroused her. Then he took his own clothing off, revealing his well formed, youthful body. Barabus had a lean runner's body without any excess fat. His muscles were well defined and the way his veins stood out from the skin caused her arousal to spike even more. Eagerly, she watched and waited as his boots and socks came off and his trousers dropped. The prominent bulge in his undergarments caused her rub her legs together.

Grinning, Emma grabbed him and swung him around and onto the bed. "Lie down;" she said eagerly. "Just lie back and relax."

Complying nervously, he lay on his back and Emma crawled on after him. Her hands trembled as they slowly moved to remove his undershorts. His already hardening arousal was warm to the touch and she gingerly took hold of it. Barabus's body had a delightful little jolt go through it as she did and she giggled. "You like that?"

She could tell that he did because of their bond and since he was clearly incapable of verbal response at the moment, she didn't bother waiting for one, electing instead to kiss the tip of his increasingly solid member. "Kriff, Em;" gasped Barabus as his body jolted again.

"Well yeah, Rab;" she purred as she gave a couple gentle strokes just to watch him shudder. "That's the idea. Happy birthday."

With that, she opened her mouth wide and her plump, red lips went around his shaft and in a single motion, she shoved them down to the base. To her own surprise, she didn't gag or even feel any discomfort. It was strange though, having a throbbing, hard, fleshy thing in her mouth like this. At the same time, she could sense that Barabus was quickly losing his mind from the sensations. Experiencing them second-hand through his own mind was enough to make her want to reach between her own legs and rub herself. Moaning with pleasure, she began to suck and bob her head up and down on his throbbing member.

Mara had suggested that she get Barabus's first orgasm out of the way so that the actual sex could take longer and be a little more meaningful for the both of them. What Emma had not expected was for it to go so fast. Even with their bond, she didn't see it coming and really had no chance to prepare. She felt something reverberate through their minds and suddenly, before she could do anything about it, she felt his member pulse and his seed suddenly spilled into her throat and mouth. That caused her to jerk and pull off, coughing and gagging.

Even though his mind was muddled from climax, Barabus still sat up and asked, "Em, are you alright?"

After clearing her throat and drinking some water, she managed to say, "Wow! That was unexpected! Let me get cleaned up a little."

"Are you alright?" her lover asked again and Em smiled, her face still covered in his essence. "Yes, I'm fine, love. Just covered in your hot, sticky goo. Be right back."

Barabus watched her go and decided that their was something very arousing about her lovely face covered in his spunk. A huge, blissful grin crossed his face. Moments later, Emma arrived and smiled with satisfaction at the look of obvious delight on his face. "Did you enjoy that, Rab?"

"Maybe a little - more than a lot;" he said as he leaned back against the headboard.

Emma was very pleased with herself and pointed at him. "Well come here. We aren't done yet. Come here."

She beckoned him seductively with one finger. Sluggishly, he obeyed and when he reached her, Emma said, "Finish unwrapping me."

With shaking hands, he loosened the bustier and it slid down to her hips. Barabus gulped and gazed at her. Emma, pleased that he clearly liked what he saw, raised her hands over her head and stretched languidly. "Still a little more and then you can ogle and touch all you want, Rab."

Wetting his lips, Rab gently pushed her clothing down her long legs until she was as naked as he was. They had fooled around a little but never seen one another completely naked. He gazed at her in wonder and a hunger grew within him. Emma sensed it too. He wanted her. He wanted her badly. "Then take me;" she whispered to his unspoken, even unconscious words.

Just like that, he was holding her against him and laying them both down on the bed. The feel of her warm body was incredible. As they passionately kissed on the bed, more desires passed between them as their bond more intensely together. He wanted to kiss her body - her neck, her collar bones, her breasts, her stomach her- "Stop thinking it and just do it, Rab!" she whispered in a moment of separation.

And he did. His lips pressed against the soft, sensitive skin of her neck and he could feel her heartbeat beneath it. "OH!" she gasped and tilted her head to give him better access. Slowly, teasingly but wonderfully, he kissed down her neck until his lips met her clavicle. Gently, he brushed his teeth against the skin over it and she gasped again. "Rab!"

As he kissed down her chest, he could sense several things that she desperately wanted him to do. He was, of course, more than happy to oblige. When his lips pressed against her breast and sucked gently, she gasped and whispered, "Harder."

He did and nibbled slightly as well, causing her to moan deeply, "oh yes, Rab!"

Suddenly, impatience filled both of them but Rab wasn't quite done yet. Kissing his way down her flat stomach and causing her to giggle a little. It tickled! Finally, he had gotten to her womanhood and he barely knew exactly how to proceed. During their time with Kyle out in the field, the rough and salacious talk of the soldiers, fighter jocks, marines and so on had often made him uncomfortable. Now, however, he was remembering some of the details of what they had mentioned.

Leaning in, began to lap at the folds of her womanhood and quickly found the most sensitive points within. Upon doing so, he didn't stop. Rab licked and sucked on the sensitive nub. Emma moaned and cried out. One hand grabbed and scrabbled for the bed spread while the other was trying to pull Barabus into her even more. The pressure built and built until she realized that she was about to climax. "Wait, Rab!" she gasped. "Wait! Stop!"

Slowly, quite hesitantly, he pulled away. "What's wrong, Em?"

"Nothing is wrong! That was incredible but this is your birthday! It's supposed to be about you. Lie back on the bed."

Barabus did as he was told and Emma straddled his hips, grinding her softness against his hardness. "Are you ready, love?" she whispered. "Once we do this, there is no going back."

"And I would never want to;" he said, his hands gently settling on her hips.

Emma smiled and raised her hips up just enough to take hold of him and sink down. She moved slowly, wincing at the feel of he first penetration. Mara had told her that it may possibly hurt but, while it was a tight fit and she felt that she would likely be sore the next day, there was no serious pain. The feeling of the love of her life so deep inside her was incredible. Their bond which had seemed so solid became even more so. Emma could sense the pleasure that Barabus felt and could also tell that he sense her pleasure as well. Opening her eyes, she gazed into his and smiled. Wordlessly, she began to move. It was slow at first as they both felt out how they could make their partner experience the most pleasure. But then it became faster and their breathing became ragged and they moaned together. The pleasure they felt was like a light in a mirrored hall. It ricocheted back and forth over and over, becoming more and more intense as it did.

The hour was quite late when they stopped. They had made love over and over again, trying positions and ideas that they had heard about from others or read about in holo-novels. It had gotten to the point where they had been forced to stop by pure exhaustion. They were covered in sweat and one another's essence and saliva. Their bodies were marked with suction bruises and even bite or scratch marks. In the end, Barabus lay there completely sated. "Best birthday ever;" he mumbled, barely able to get the words out.

"I'm glad;" murmured Emma as she pulled thick blankets over them. Even in the humidity of Yavin IV, they were cold now. "Can we do it again on my birthday?"

Just a little, Barabus gained some of his alertness back. "You aren't going to make me wait five standard months, three standard weeks and four standard days to do this again, are you?"

She giggled. "Are you kidding? I doubt we'll be able to make it through the next week."

"Good;" Rab murmured as he pulled her close to him. "I love you, Em. Thank you for the best gift you could give me."

"The sex?" she asked.

"More than that;" he said, "I know it's more than just that. I can sense what it meant to you. Can you sense what it meant to me?"

"Of course. I'm sorry I put you through the needless worry, love. I hope I made it up to you;" she replied.

There was no response. He had passed out. Even so, even in his sleep, she could sense it. Emma snuggled against him, kissed one of the marks on his face and allowed herself to ease into sleep.

Barabus and Emma sat together at one of the breakfast tables. The members of the Jedi Order sat around them, enjoying breakfast, companionship and the comradery they all so valued. Barabus and Emma had to make an effort not to gaze at one another with mixed parts of tenderness and hunger. When do you think we'll have a few minutes? asked Emma as she bit into a plump, juicy fruit.

Barabus sipped caff as he pretended to read something on a datapad. Not soon enough. It's going to take a lot of discipline to focus after last night.

Suddenly, two figures plunked down noisily at their table. Luke and Mara Jade Skywalker were smiling kindly at them. "You two are going to be training with us from here on until you attempt the trials again;" the former said.

"That's right;" agreed Mara, "after your little discovery last night, concentrating is going to be difficult. Trust us."

Emma wouldn't look up and Barabus face was so read under his face paint that it looked like a very feminine shade of pink. "Masters;" Emma compained softly, "it's not that we mind that you know. Did you have to approach us at breakfast?"

Luke had to set his caf down to prevent spilling it, he was laughing so hard. Mara just shook her head, her red-gold curls bouncing. "Sweety, look around you. With the projections you were sending out in the force last night, everyone is quite aware."

Both the apprentices stiffened. "What?" said Emma, just a tad louder than she had intended.

"Oh no;" muttered Barabus. "What exactly did we project?"

"Nothing detailed, I assure you;" said Mara as she reached across and patted his hand. "Just a great deal of love and affection."

"And desire and attraction;" agreed Master Luke.

"And, when all was said and done, enough contentment to make every student, many of the knights and I'll warrant even a few of the master envious;" finished Mara.

Emma pulled the hood of her cloak up and picked up her tray. "Wonderful;" she all but whimpered. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to fine a tall tree to hand myself in."

"Right behind you;" said Rab, who's face was still bright pink.

Now that they were paying attention, the two did notice the many glances of the beings around them. The two Dathomir witches were smiling and whispering to each other. Kyle was not looking them in the eyes. Some of the younger, rowdier ones shot them winks and two thumbs up. Emma groaned and they fled quickly.

Once they were safely away, Barabus sighed and shook his head. Even despite the embarrassment, he had to grin. "What are you all happy about?" muttered Emma.

"It was still completely worth it."

After a long moment, Emma smiled and slipped her hand into his. "Oh yeah. It was."