Warning: The Return of smut. If you don't want to read it, skip any labeled areas. If you do skip, this chapter is going to be kinda short, though.

It had been an interesting trip. They had talked about wedding plans, about what their futures might or might not hold and about the current situation in the galaxy. The New Republic was still hanging by a thread. The mysterious Sith Lord Darth Diabolis was still out there, hiding from them and biding his time without a sight or sound from him or his forces since his defeat on and over Dathomir. One thing that New Republic intelligence had picked up was that Tyber Zann was dead and that Diabolis was the soul ruler of the Consortium. Aside from the search for Diabolis, commanded by Luke's own task force, another under General Ferroda Grey was searching for a mysterious Imperial Warlord named simply X1 - Ferroda's clone twin and a powerful Dark Jedi, quite possibly one of the Emperor's most powerful.

Neither search had been very fruitful and many on the New Republic's ruling council and many of the representatives from other worlds advised, begged or demanded that the searches were given up until more concrete evidence was found. However, Master Rahm Kota, Master Galen Marek and Master Kanan Jarrus insisted that, as soon as they let their guard down, either or both of the dark side masters would strike once again. So the search was continued to no avail.

The four of them pushed such thoughts away from their minds and focused on what they expected on Naboo and what they hoped for. The Skywalker twins shared many a private conversation within the safety of their own minds. While Mara was able to half eavesdrop on them thanks to her naturally strong telepathic skills, she still only got a little and tried not to pry. Han, however, felt very left out, being the only one on the ship who was not force sensitive. While the four of them sat in the lounge fifteen hours before their arrival at Naboo, Luke and Leia sat looking intently at each other with Mara appearing as a curious observer. Frustrated, Han stood and headed towards the cargo hold, muttering about checking supplies. Both the Skywalkers snapped out of it and watched him go. Leia, feeling guilty, stood and said, "I should go talk to him. I'm afraid I've been neglecting him."

But Mara stood and lifted a hand. "Let me do it. This is a tough time for you and I know he understands deep down but he just feels helpless. At least I can half listen in. He can't even do that much."

The twins watched her walk out before turning back to each other. Mara went to the cargo hold to find Han sitting on a crate, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands. Mara sighed and sat on a crate across from him. "You doing okay, Han?"

He looked up and nodded. "I just don't know what to do or how to help. I feel so useless - like extra baggage."

Mara nodded, understanding somewhat. "I know what you mean."

"You do?" said Han with a light snort. "At least you can hear them."

Mara nodded. "Yup and that's about it. I'm baggage with ears. I still can't do anything. We came along to help them when things got rough. They aren't rough yet so we just need to tag along. If we're lucky, they won't have a hard time and this will just be a nice trip to Naboo. You'll like it. It's beautiful and the Royal Family will insist on seeing us at least once."

Han chuckled, his mood lightening. "Well when you put it that way, I guess you're right."

"Of course I am!" quipped Mara with a smirk. "Now come on. Let's go interrupt the Skywalkers. I need you to distract Leia so that I can drag Luke to the cockpit."

Han frowned. "Why?"

"To fly the ship. Why else do you go to a cockpit?"

"Red, we're in hyperspace. There really isn't much piloting to be done."

Mara just waved her hand dismissively. "Don't over think it, Solo. Just distract your bride-to-be so that I can grab Luke."

Han chuckled. Oh he understood why Mara wanted to drag Luke away and it sure sounded good to Han too. They went back into the lounge to find Luke and Leia still facing one another but now clearly lost in their own thoughts about what lay ahead. Han went and sat by Leia until she turned and offered him a smile. "Hi."

Han gave her a sympathetic smile. "Hi yourself. You feeling okay, Honey?"

Leia sighed and said, "Yes, just a little anxious is all. I'm sorry if I'm neglecting you, Han. I feel terrible."

"Don't. You just need something to take your mind off of things."

He said it so nonchalantly and so matter-of-factly that Leia asked without even suspecting his underlying meaning. "Yeah? Have any good ideas?"

"One or two;" and he began kissing her neck. Leia caught on quickly and chuckled, tilting her head to give him easier access. "Oh, you scoundrel;"

"You like me being a scoundrel;" he murmured into the pulsepoint on her neck. Luke chuckled and said, "None of that in the lounge. You have a perfectly good cabin. Shew."

Leia stood and pulled Han up by his hands, leading him away with a promising smile. Mara wrapped her arms around Luke's neck from behind and nibbled his ear. "Doesn't it just give you tons of wonderful ideas, Beloved?" she cooed in a maddeningly sultry voice. Luke chuckled and then shuddered. "Perhaps but I'm not going to the cabin. I'll be able to hear them from there and that's just not pleasant."

Mara stepped around in front of him and stretched out her hand. "Then come with me to the cockpit."

Luke smiled and took her hand. She walked backwards as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. To make things a little easier, Luke picked her up smoothly and carried her, still kissing her as they ducked into the cockpit.

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Luke set her down and after some more passionate kissing, Mara turned her back to him and indicated a zipper. "Mind getting that for me, Farmboy?" she cooed.

Luke obliged without a thought and carefully reached for the bodysuit's zipper. Mara bit her lower lip because, when Luke undid the zippers and buttons or fastenings on Mara's clothes, he never just undid them. As the zipper slowly descended, she felt his soft lips and warm tongue press against her neck and her back in a trail of open mouthed kisses all the way down her back and it was enough to cause a wave of heady euphoria to flow over her. When it had gone all the way down, Luke pushed the shoulders and back forward and Mara allowed the sleeveless garment to slide down her arms. Teasingly, she crossed her arms over her breasts before turning to face him. "Turn around;" she whispered. The last thing Luke wanted to do was turn around. Slowly, he turned away from her. Mara's arms wrapped around him and unbuckled his utility belt as she kissed the back of his neck and nibbled on his ears. Once the belt was hanging securely on a hook near the door, she pulled back the black outer vest and then lifted the tunic itself off of him, teasing and tasting each centimeter of soft flesh that she revealed. With a sultry chuckle, she tugged the undershirt free of his trousers. "You wear entirely too many clothes, Beloved."

Luke's mouth and throat were dry and he couldn't trust his voice so he simply nodded as she lifted the undershirt off. When there was nothing else, at least on the upper part of Luke's body, Mara wrapped hers arms around his chest from behind and pressed herself against him. Suddenly, Luke's comlink chimed. Mara froze and Luke could sense the annoyance beginning to seep into her presence. Luke muttered quietly, "That shouldn't even be possible. We're in hyperspace."

It was just a recorded message from Mon Mothma that he must have missed before he had left and it was sounding a regular alert. With a shrug, he hung it back on his belt and tried to turn around but Mara held him still. "Go ahead and listen to it. It could be important."

Luke sighed and grumbled. "I don't want to listen to it. I have my mind on other things at the moment."

Mara laughed and said, "Then hurry up so we can get to those 'other things'."

Luke took the comlink and listened to the message. "General Skywalker, this is Mon Mothma. I hope that this message finds you well. I understand that this could be a difficult time for you and Princess Leia so I wished to send you a message stating that I wish you the best of luck. May the force be with you, General Skywalker."

"Well that was nice;" said Luke sincerely. Mara was quiet. "Mara?"

Suddenly, she pulled him back towards the pilots seat. It was a swivel chair with arms the could collapse down or be brought up. She spun Luke and pushed him into it before pushing the arms down. Straddling his hips, Mara wrapped her arms around his neck and purred. "Mmmmm... GENERAL Skywalker. I never realized how much official titles effected me."

She leaned in and shivered, whispering intimately, "General. Skywalker. It just sounds so authoritative, so official, so heroic and so important."

She began to nibble on his ear and he chuckled, "I never knew you had a thing for important titles. You never mentioned it before. So... you like the title 'General Skywalker'."

"Mmhmmm;" she purred. "I get to sleep with a general;" and she giggled. "We break so many military regs."

Luke chuckled but then said himself, "Do you know what I think is sexy? Aside from he obvious, my bare breasted fiance straddling me in the cockpit of my ship and whispering sexy things to me."

"What's that?" asked Mara as she ran a hand through his thick, sandy blond hair and kissed him while her other began working on the fastenings of his pants. "The title Major Mara Jade-Skywalker;"

Mara froze and, just for a moment, Luke thought he had said the wrong thing. That was until she attacked his lips with blazing, mind numbing, lip bruising kisses and stood up, yanking Luke to his feet. "Too. Many. Kriffing. CLOTHES;" Mara muttered, seeming to have a hard time deciding who she wanted naked first, herself or Luke. Luke settled the issued by bending down and unbuckling both of their boots. He kicked his off and, immediately, Mara grabbed his already unfastened trousers and yanked them, and his undershorts, down around his knees before dropping to her own. "Oh no you don't;" chuckled Luke, lifting her back up and kissing her fiercely and yanking her bodysuit and the tight, stretchy black undershorts that she wore down before pushing her back into the pilots seat, kicking off his own trousers and spreading her legs. "But I wanted to- oohh!" she cut herself off with a gasp. Luke's hands were on her inner thighs and his tongue was delving into her slit, laving it from bottom to top and teasing the engorged nub. With every flick she moaned or whimpered and one of her hands grabbed his head and pulled it in with even more force. The other reached up to caress her breast and tease one of her rosy pink nipples. Luke reveled in the pressure on the back of his head, the taste on his tongue and the pleasure he elicited, sensing it through the force and hearing it with ever breath from his fiance. He had every intention of reducing her to a whimpering, quivering mass but Mara had other ideas. After a half a dozen more teasing licks, she pushed his head away and yanked him up into another heart-stopping kiss. Tasting herself on her lover's tongue drove her even wilder and she stood, swung him around and pushed him back into the chair. Heatedly, she whispered, "That's amazing but I need something else."

Her hand went back to caressing her breast and she used the other to find his fully erect manhood and guide it into her dripping and ready body. Luke gently pushed her hand away from her breast and closed his mouth on her rosy tip, suckling with gusto. Mara began to whimper again. The double sensation of him sucking her nipples and his manhood firmly and deeply inside her was causing her eyes to roll back. When his hand began kneading the other breast and flicking the nipple ever so gently with his thumb, her body went limp and one of Luke's arms had to hold her firmly in place so she wouldn't fall backwards off his lap. Luke chuckled and started to wriggle his hips, exacerbating the issue even more. "Luke;" Mara gasped, "I thought I was supposed to be cheering you up."

Luke chuckled into her breast and said, "Oh you are. I can never be melancholy when your naked in front of me."

Mara pulled away from him and said, "Okay. Okay, just let me think;" and she took several long, deep breaths before smiling, "My turn to turn you into a shivering pile of flesh and bones."

Slowly, she began moving her hips in erotic patterns, essentially dancing on his manhood. She would utter a whimper ever now and again when she causeed friction in a sensative part of her womanhood. Slow circles, up and down, forward and back she went and each time she changed her motion, Luke would let out a groan of pleasure. Suddenly, she stood and turned around. Before he could even ask what she was doing, she spread her legs and impaled herself again, this time with her back to him. Luke gasped and Mara giggled before beginning to ride him fast and hard. One of her hands gripped his knee with bruising force while the other was outstretched for balance. Suddenly, both of Luke's large hands were cupping her ample breasts, kneading them and teasing the already hard nipples. The erotic sight of his hands on her breasts from behind and the feelings that they were eliciting were almost too much for Mara as she picked up the pace. From behind her, Luke gasped, "Just promise me one thing."

"What's that?" gritted Mara. "Promise me we'll be just as crazy about each other after you become Major Mara Jade-Skywalker."

Hearing that title, the title she would be carrying soon, Mara was undone. She screamed her release and Luke felt pleasurable pressure on his manhood and a sudden gush soaking his legs. That set him off and he opened his mouth in a silent bellow of pleasure and ecstasy. Mara pulled herself shakily off of him and sat sideways in his lap. They were both shivering so Luke pulled their cloaks off the wall hangers and wrapped them around each of them. After a long silence filled only by beating hearts and gasping breaths, Mara whispered tenderly, "I promise."

Luke smiled. His eyes were beginning to flicker, the physical exertion, the release and the emotional exhaustion all hitting him hard. He wanted to move to stay awake but, looking down at Mara, he could already see that she was out, snuggled against his chest and wrapped in his brown cloak. Using the force, Luke used the environmental controls to raise the heat just a little before leaning his head against his fiance's forehead and falling asleep."

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Hours later, Luke and Mara woke to tapping on the door and Leia calling, "Luke, Mara - are you both decent?"

"No!" they yelled, jumping up awkwardly and scrambling to put their clothes back on. When Mara was at least in her bodysuit and Luke had his tunic and over-vest on, they opened the door, slipping their socks and boots on as Han and Leia walked in. Mara casually grabbed some wipes from a compartment and wiped down the pilot seat before tossing the wipe and plopping down into the seat. Luke, without even a look, leaned back in the co-pilots seat and smiled at his sister and brother-in-law to be. "You two are way too comfortable;" said Leia, shaking her head. Mara just grinned. "Well that's not our first time in the cockpit of a ship."

Han suddenly looked horrified. "Really? I seem to remember lending you the Falcon about two months back for that quick in and out recon mission."

Luke and Mara looked at him with expressions that said 'and?' but their eyes were filled with amusement. Han narrowed his eyes. "You didn't."

Luke shrugged and Mara said, "I don't know what you're talking, Solo. Who's hungry? I need some food after vigorous activity and a little nap."

She stood and briskly walked to the galley. Han glared at Luke, "Luke, tell me you didn't."

Luke's face was the picture of farm boy innocence as he stood and walked out, replying as he did, "Didn't what, Han?"

Han just stood there, his face hard and Leia took his hand and wrapped her other arm around his. "To be fair, we did sleep in his their bed a couple years back."

"Yeah but that was different. It wasn't in the cockpit, it was in a bed. Now they've defiled the Falcon."

Leia laughed, "Stop being so dramatic. It won't do anyone any harm."

Han humphed.

As soon as Luke went into the galley, Mara kissed him and leaned her head against his. "I like you;" she whispered with a smile. "Really?" asked Luke with a chuckle. "Mmhmmm;" and she kissed him again before looking into the storage compartments. Luke opened one and pulled out a couple containers of soup which he put into a large pan and began to heat. As an after thought, he added a few things to the soup and then opened a container of pre-made dough, spreading it out and popping it in the oven. Mara watched as she munched one of the snack bars. It was similar to a ration bar but with much better and more flavor though less nutritional value. She tossed one to Luke so tide him over until the soup and bread were ready. They sat in a companionable silence for awhile.

The soup and bread were delicious and the conversation around the table was pleasant if a little subdued. Han had gotten over his sulkiness and was doing his best to be cheerful. It helped the Skywalker twins quite a bit but they couldn't shake the nerves they were feeling.

Luke was given permission to bring the ship into the Royal Palace Hanger. As soon as the four of them headed down the ramp, they were met by an enterage. King Marius Tahoon, a man just out of his middle years, his wife who was still quite lovely, there daughter, a half a dozen handmaidens in orange and a half a dozen Royal Guards awaited them. The King strode regally forward and clasped Luke's and Mara's hands in turn. "It is wonderful to have you here on Naboo again, my friends. Welcome back to the Royal Palace."

Luke smiled warmly and gripped the King's shoulder. "It's good to be back, your Majesty, and to see you and your wonderful family again. This is my sister, Princess Leia Organa and my good friend Han Solo, her fiance."

Princess Naina's eyes widened. "You're Princess Leia of Alderaan!"

She blushed and looked away, embarrassed. Leia walked up and clasped her hand. "Yes. Don't worry. I've made peace with Alderaan and it is a pleasure to meet you, Princess."

Naina, still blushing, smiled and replied, "I hope that you and I get the chance to get to know one another though your President said that you were here on a sort of private family business."

Luke nodded. "We came to learn what we can about our mother. Leia and I both know so little about her and we think that it's important."

The King nodded soberly. "It is, Master Jedi - but come. I insist that you dine with us and then we can send you to your mother's family early tomorrow morning. They will be expecting your arrival."

Luke and Mara smiled, not at all surprised. Han looked a little uncomfortable. He was wearing his regular white shirt, black vest and pants with a blood stripe. Leia sensed his unease and asked, "May we take a few minutes to freshen up first, your Majesty? Travel has left us looking a little bedraggled."

Seena, Marious's wife, laughed and said, "If you wish, of course you may but do not go to any trouble. What you are wearing is more the sufficient. This isn't going to be a formal meal. In truth, it is just our opportunity to harass two more heroes from the Rebel Alliance with questions over some good food."

Leia laughed and Han looked a little easier and smiled ruefully. Princess Naina hugged Mara and said, "I hear that congratulations are in order to you and Jedi Skywalker."

Mara smiled as the Princess gushed while they walked. "It's all over the holo-net - 'Last Jedi Knight and Alliance Hero to marry former Emperor's Hand and Jedi Knight'. It's all so very exciting. I assumed that you'd be having a very small wedding, is that correct?"

Behind them, Luke, Han and the King chuckled. "My daughter quite idolizes Jedi Jade. She has ever since your last visit and has been following yours and Jedi Jade's exploits quite diligently. She was horrified to hear that the two of you had been captured by Tyber Zann."

Han glanced at Luke, who's face had darkened slightly. After a moment, Luke said, "It wasn't exactly Tyber Zann who had captured us. It was one of his associates, a very powerful man. Anyhow, that is in the past. How have things been going on Naboo?"

The King smiled, "Very well, thank you. We are trading with the Gungans again. They are beginning to advance, developing their own blaster technology that is quite effective. It's different than our own, able to ignore armor and energy shields of any kind. The Royal Naboo Security Forces are looking to make a contract with them to buy their weapons. They have even made their own airspeeders that are quite similar to their submarine vessels and also motorized vehicles though they still favor living mounts - kaduus, famdus and the like. Apparently they have been developing all this tech for years, originally planning on using it to rise up against the Empire but, since the Empire is fragmenting, they are perfecting it. The bosses have offered to sell it to us but they would prefer to keep it on the planet or at least in the system."

Luke was fascinated to hear about Naboo. Over dinner, Naina asked questions of all four of them. "So Captain Solo, how is it that you flew the Kessel Run in less than twelve parsecs? Isn't a parsec a measure of distance?"

Han swallowed a mouthful of food, smiled and winked roguishly at her. "Normally, a smuggler wouldn't reveal his secrets. However, since I'm respectable now, I'll let you in on it. The Kessel run goes through a cluster of black holes and black holes bend time and space and are in a constant state of flux. A good pilot can use the black wholes and the paths through them were at their shortest and that's what Chewie and I did."

Naina's eyes were wide with interest. "Wow! That's fascinating!"

Han smiled, obviously basking in the praise. The King chuckled and asked, "Tell me, Captain Solo, what is it that made you give up the carefree life of a smuggler to become a respectable Alliance general?"

Han cleared his throat and said, "Well there were several things. My conscious for one thing. I hated how the Empire treated beings they considered less than themselves and when I saw that the Alliance had a true fighting chance, I felt helping was the right thing to do. Another reason was that I was safer with them. Even Jabba the Hutt wouldn't try to take on the entire Rebel Alliance though he sure sent a tidy number of bounty hunters after me and Chewie. The main reason though is because of Leia."

Han reached over and rested his hand on Leia's. "She saw something in me that I refused to acknowledge for quite some time. It wasn't until after being captured by the Empire and given to Jabba the Hutt that I realized that I needed to truly get involved. That's when I took a commission. If it wasn't for Leia continuing to hound me about how I was wasting my talents on a selfish lifestyle, I'd either be dead or still be flying around the galaxy living a 'free life' and getting chased down by crime lords and bounty hunters."

Naina smiled at them. "How romantic!"

Luke and Mara had to cover their mouths to keep from chuckling at Han's embarrassed look. The King chuckled and said, "It truly is. Tell me, Jedi Skywalker, how goes the rebuilding of the New Jedi Order?"

Luke warmed to the topic. "It's going very well. We have myself and Jedi Jade and Kyle Katarn has also become a Jedi Knight. We also found out that a trio of Jedi Masters survived the Great Jedi Purge and they are assisting us as well. We have quite a few students too and are always looking for more."

Seena took a sip of wine before saying, "We may have two prospects for you. At one of our schools, we hear reports from the headmaster that strange and inexplicable things happen around two young children - the daughter of one of our security officers and the son of one of our merchants from a distant planet called Sarkhai. Apparently they are close friends and strange things constantly happen around them."

Luke nodded. "When we conclude our business, we will visit them and see. Tell me though, what do their parents think about this? I'm not sure how I feel about stealing children away from their families even if that is how the old Jedi Order did things."

The King nodded. "Of course. In truth, the parents of each reached out to us and asked us to contact you. When we heard you would be coming to Naboo, we decided to simply wait. Now, to your business. This contains the address to your Aunt's address. Her name is Sola Naberrie Janren and she has two children and several grand children if I'm not mistaken. As I said, they will be expecting the two of you tomorrow."

Luke took the data card and thanked the King. Leia sipped her wine and asked, "Do you know anything about our mother, your Majesty - or perhaps even our Father?"

The King nodded slowly and his eyes looked vacant. "We had all heard about them both. There were rumors in the holo-tabloids that your mother and father had a secret relationship. Of course, to be fair, they also claimed that your father had secret relationships with several other Jedi Knights and Masters, his own Padawan and the Separatist Assassin and Commander Assaj Ventress and rumors that your mother was sleeping with several other Jedi, clone commanders and senators so no one really lent them any credence."

Seena laughed quietly. "Anikan Skywalker was the heart throb of my and all of my friends during the Clone Wars. You have many of his features, Jedi Skywalker though, if you don't mind me saying, you have gotten your mother's height."

Mara snickered and Luke gave her a mock-severe look before chuckling himself and saying, "That's what quite a few people have told me."

Seena smiled, "Yes. The 'Hero with no Fear' he was called and he was famous for snatching victory from the grip of defeat and for basically throwing the military manual, regs and just about everything out in doing so. He was a famous pilot even before the war. Apparently he ended the Battle for Naboo almost single handedly."

The King nodded. "There were many heroes from that battle. They are commemorated in one of our gardens. I don't think you had the chance to visit it. After dinner and dessert, I think we should do so."

The guests agreed. Dessert was crystallized Naboo fruit and a whipped sweet cream which caused Luke and Mara to remember several nights during their mission to Naboo years before. They both had many private smiles and thoughts passing between them and, at one point, Mara took a dollop of the cream on her finger and licked it off. It wasn't really sensual but to Luke, it was very much so as she sent him mental images of her naked body covered with the whipped cream, a sultry smile on her face, inviting him to take a taste. Leia snickered and they both realized that she had gotten at least some of, if not the whole, transaction. Luke blushed bright red.

The garden was beautiful. Every few feet was a monument to a fallen soldier and in the center, mounted on a large, majestic fountain. On it were several large statues. The King gazed at it and explained, "These heroes were not necessarily dead when this monument was erected. Jedi Master Qui-Gan Jinn was but Master Kenobi wasn't. There is also your father there;" and the king indicated the statue of a very young boy. "Queen Amidala herself;" and he indicated another. "and two pilots, Gavin Sykes, our current Marshal Commander and Rhys Dallows, our Supreme Starfighter Commander. Now there were others who participated and they have monuments throughout the garden but these are considered the key players in the battle - the ones who, if it hadn't been for them, the battle would have been lost or had a far more costly victory."

Luke and Leia looked at the sculptures of their parents. Mara couldn't help but chuckle a little. Seeing the thought in her mind, Luke looked at her with amused reproach. "Really, Mara?"

She chuckled more and took his hand, saying as she did, "I can't help it, Luke. If these sculptures are any indication, your father couldn't have been older than ten."

"That is correct - and there mother was fourteen;" said the Queen, a knowing smile on her face. Han gave his famous grin and said, "Cradle robber;"

Leia gasped and swatted him. "Han!"

They all chuckled and turned back towards the palace. "We have several guest suites prepared for you. Will you be using two, three or four of them?"

Leia gave Han a severe look, though her eyes twinkled. "That depends on how my future husband behaves himself."

Luke laughed and said, "Two will be fine, thank you, your Majesty."

Updated 12.02.2017