"Hey Barriss, are you still awake?" Ahsoka flipped onto her side so that she could see Barriss, who was trying to sleep in the bunk opposite her.
"Of course I am," grumbled Barriss. "Do we ever get any sleep on these things?"
They rarely did. It didn't help that it had been daylight when they'd left, but then there was also the endless hum of the cruiser's engines as they traveled through hyperspace. The mission itself had been rather uneventful, which meant Ahsoka was far from tired. She assumed that Barriss wasn't either.
Indeed, her fellow padawan was lying face-up on her bunk, her face a picture of complete boredom as she watched one of the lights flicker on the ceiling above her. Barriss, like Ahsoka, still wore her usual dress in bed so they could respond quickly to an unexpected emergency, but her hair was no longer hidden by the hood she usually wore. Ahsoka always felt that she looked cuter with her hair down like it was now, not that she'd ever had the courage to tell Barriss that herself.
Ahsoka's feelings for Barriss were… complicated. They went against everything the Jedi Order had taught her since she was little, and yet she couldn't block them out. There was nothing she could do to fight the way her heart raced every time Barriss so much as smiled in her direction. She tried many times to ignore those feelings, but they were too persistent to ignore. Her only problem was that she still didn't know what to do with them.
"Something on your mind?" Bariss frowned as she sat up, her legs hanging over the side of her bunk. She'd always been good at knowing when something was bothering Ahsoka.
"It's nothing," replied Ahsoka, offering Barriss her best attempt at a smile.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?" Barriss pattered over across the tiny distance between them, brushing down the edges of her skirt as she lowered herself onto Ahsoka's bed. Ahsoka could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks as Barriss patted her thigh, a silent instruction for Ahsoka to lay her head in her lap. "So... " said Barriss, as Ahsoka nestled her head against the warmth of Barriss's legs. "What's up with you?"
Ahsoka sighed, realising that there was no way to avoid this conversation. "Don't you think it's strange that the Jedi Code forbids us from having relationships?"
Barriss frowned. "Strange?"
"I mean, given the nature of what we do. We have to care for others in order to want to help them. Surely at some point, it's inevitable that we'll get attached to at least someone."
There was a period of silence as Barriss carefully considered Ahsoka's question. "I'm afraid I don't have a good solution to that one. Have you tried asking your master about this?"
"Anakin?" Ahsoka laughed. "He and the Jedi Code don't exactly get along all too well. What about your master? What do you think she would say?"
Barriss lowered her head. "The truth is, I don't know. It's not the kind of thing Master Luminara and I would talk about."
The answer didn't surprise Ahsoka, but the tinge of sadness in Bariss' voice did. She found herself sitting up, leaving her racing heart and the comfort of Barriss's thighs behind. "Is everything alright with you and Master Luminara? I thought things were good between you."
"They are." Barriss faked a smile. "I just don't think she'd like me talking about this kind of thing. The Code's pretty strict about this, you know. No attachments. No relationships. No love. It doesn't matter what we may feel."
Ahsoka tried not to read too much into the tone of Barriss' final sentence. She doubted that Barriss, of all people, might be struggling with romantic feelings, and the chance of those feelings being directed towards her were even slimmer. And yet, something tugged at her. If there was any chance that Barriss felt the same way she did - Ahsoka had to know. "Have you… had those kind of feelings?"
"Even if I had, even if I still do, it doesn't change anything." Barriss' face was so close to Ahsoka's now – she could feel the warmth of her fellow padawan's breath as she spoke. Ahsoka's eyes rose from the lips that she so desperately wanted to kiss to meet Barriss' eyes, where she saw a longing that she was certain she wasn't imagining. "There are things we can't do," said Barriss, her face inching ever so slowly closer. "Lines we cannot cross."
Those lines blurred as Barriss' hand found its way across to Ahsoka's thigh. Her fingers were soft and hesitant, barely grazing the surface of Ahsoka's tights, but it was electric. Each hesitant touch sent a warm tingle rippling through Ahsoka's body, building her excitement. She wanted to beg Barris to be firmer, to go higher, but words escaped her.
They were locked in silence, caught at a boundary that neither of them knew what to do with. If Barriss' hand moved any higher, if their lips came any closer, they would be passing a point from which there could be no return. No matter how much they both wanted it, fear and uncertainty of what would happen, of what it would mean for them as both friends and Jedi, held them back. Ahsoka wanted to be brave, she wanted to make a move, but she couldn't –
A jolt of turbulence broke the stalemate. It only took the smallest bump for their lips to meet, but once Ahsoka felt Barriss's mouth against her own, the fear of what might happen faded away. It was awkward at first, with nervous giggles escaping from both of them, but they soon found a deep, pleasurable rhythm that turned the laughter into gasps and moans. Ahsoka sunk into the kiss, her hands running through Barriss' hair and pulling her deeper and deeper into it.
Barriss' hand had gripped Ahsoka's thigh in surprise during the turbulence, but she relaxed it now, sliding her fingers up Ahsoka's leg and teasing the edge of her dress. Her hand stroked back and forth across Ahsoka's tights, edging further and further up her leg each time.
"Please," Ahsoka moaned, "I can't wait any longer."
Barriss slid her hand fully under Ahsoka's dress, her fingers finding the warmth of Ahsoka's expectant pussy. Ahsoka gasped as Barriss' fingers pressed against her clit, moving slowly but firmly in long, teasing circles. Ahsoka had touched herself countless times whilst fantasizing about something like this, but she had never imagined just how much pleasure could come from just knowing it was actually Barriss' hand down there, that it was her lips she kissed and tasted with her own.
"You're so wet," said Barriss, picking up the pace as her fingers swirled skillfully around Ahsoka's clit. It felt so good, like Barriss knew exactly where and how she wanted to be touched, and it was driving Ahsoka closer and closer to the edge. She arched back, her legs shuddering as an orgasm surged through her, soaking through her tights and all over Barriss' fingers.
Barriss pulled her hand back as Ahsoka collapsed onto the bed, panting. She brought it up to her face, her fingers dripping with Ahsoka's juices. "I wonder…" she said, then slid her fingers into her mouth, tasting Ahsoka's cum for herself. Her free hand slid below her skirt, and Ahsoka watched as Barriss touched herself, moaning with pleasure. It wasn't long before Barriss brought herself to orgasm, climaxing with one hand as the other moved to grope her breasts, her whole body trembling as she came.
"That was hot," said Ahsoka from where she was lying on the bed.
Barriss bit her lip as she dragged her eyes up and down Ahsoka's body. "Do you want to see more?"
Ahsoka nodded eagerly as Barris peeled off her top, pulling it over her head to reveal her beautiful, bare skin and a pair of perfect breasts. Barriss smiled playfully as she crawled on top of Ahsoka, her boobs swaying teasingly with the movement. She paused as they reached eye level, her eyes gleaming with newfound confidence.
"I've always wanted this," said Barriss, bringing her face down to kiss Ahsoka. They kissed deeply, tongues flicking against lips and eventually entering each other's mouths, each moan serving only to deepen the kiss further. Ahsoka stole glances at Barriss' dangling breasts and also further down her body at the outlines of her legs showing through the tightly stretched fabric of her skirt.
Barriss saw where she was looking and smiled. "Let me give you what you want," she said, moving her body up so she was straddling Ahsoka. She leaned over her, holding her breasts up to Ahsoka's mouth so she could suck them.
Ahsoka began on the outside, kissing the soft, supple skin of Barriss' breasts. She teasingly made her way to the centre, flicking Barriss' hard nipple with her tongue before taking it all in her mouth and sucking. Ahsoka sucked more deeply as Barriss let out a loud moan, her hands moving down to grip Barriss' firm ass as she did so. She gave attention to each of Barriss' breasts, kissing and sucking until her friend couldn't take it anymore.
"I need you to taste me," Barriss gasped. "I need you right now."
Ahsoka was more than happy to oblige as Barriss bundled her skirt up and lowered herself over her face. It was darker than she expected under the skirt, but Ahsoka didn't need to see to find what she was looking for. Her lips pressed against Barriss' soaking wet clit, making her own pussy wetter as she finally tasted every inch of her friend. Her tongue teased Barriss' opening, and her mind ran wild with thoughts of what she wanted to do with it once they found the opportunity to get toys involved. As those new fantasies made her even more aroused, she began to lick more eagerly.
"Right there," cried Barriss through a series of moans. "Don't stop."
Ahsoka's arms were wrapped tightly around Barriss' waist as she pulled her down, forcing her pussy harder against her mouth. She felt Barriss' legs shaking as she moved her head faster, and she knew it was almost time. Barriss threw her hand up against the wall as she came, her legs squeezing together as she squirted all over Ahsoka's mouth and face. She managed to pull herself off of Ahsoka before collapsing beside her on the bed.
"I've never experienced anything like that in my life," she panted.
Ahsoka still couldn't believe it was real, half-expecting herself to wake up at any moment and realise it was all just a crazy dream, but one look over at Barriss and she knew it had to be real. "That was incredible."
"I guess we're going to have to start being a bit more flexible with the Jedi Code," said Barriss with a grin.
Ahsoka laughed. "I suppose we will."
Barriss rolled onto her side, her warm body pressing into Ahsoka as she hooked a leg over her and ran her hand gently over her stomach. "You know, only one of us has actually taken anything off." Ahsoka's heart fluttered as Barriss' fingers tiptoed up to her breasts, where they tugged suggestively at the small gap in her dress. "That doesn't seem very fair," said Barriss with a teasing smile.
"We'll have to do something about that, then," replied Ahsoka, leaning in to kiss Barriss again.
Their lips had barely met when a siren blared and the cruiser hurtled out of hyperspace, interrupting their bliss with the harsh reality of their situation. A voice over the intercom summoned them to the bridge, and the moment vanished.
"I guess this will have to wait," complained Ahsoka as they rushed to meet whatever fresh battle awaited them. Until then, she knew it would be the only thing she'd be thinking about.