Untouchable missing scene - VERY NC-17
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lukeandmaraThis is a "shine" of the dark L/M vignette "Untouchable," which can be found on FFN. This takes place as Luke and Mara are returning are on the Chiss ship. Basically, they are evil. The end.
This is VERY NC-17. Seriously. Don't read it around others.
"UNTOUCHABLE"
It was dark in the galley when Mara arrived. Luke was facing away from her as he fiddled with something on the countertop. Hot chocolate, most likely. How he’d managed to acquire some of the expensive and elusive beverage at the New Republic base, she didn’t want to know. Or, then again, maybe she did.
The standard-issue pair of underwear he’d “borrowed” from base wasn’t much to write home about, but she still found herself standing in the doorway, staring at him open-mouthed. She wore a basic tank and shorts that were too big on her, but they were clean and dry and that was all that mattered. She allowed herself a moment of fancy before turning her mind toward other topics.
Back in the flight deck, before they’d gotten to the base, she’d contemplated killing him. She’d quickly pushed aside that thought; with her newfound knowledge of Luke, she knew she wouldn’t be able to lay a finger on him. Still, the idea was intriguing. And Sith always did kill their masters…
She moved into the galley, soft and light on her feet, using all of her old training as an assassin. An ordinary man would not have been able to hear her…but Luke was no ordinary man.
He whirled on her so quickly that she couldn’t track his movements. The next thing she knew she was pressed up against the wall, feet centimeters off the ground, Luke’s hand around her neck and her arms pinned against the wall. “Remember, Mara,” he growled into her mouth, “I’m untouchable.”
Her pulse raced and she felt oxygen being depleted from her body even though he wasn’t squeezing. She had to remember to breathe. Their eyes locked and she saw anger there, a threat that would bring any ordinary woman to their knees…but she was no ordinary woman.
That was why he had chosen her, after all. She wasn’t some weakling who would be threatened by him. And she needed to remind him of that fact.
Using all of her strength, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around Luke’s waist. She gave him a feral grin before saying, “Not by me.” And then, using the Force, she pulled his body to hers and kissed his lips, hard.
Luke’s body stiffened for only a moment before responding to her kiss. His body pressed her further into the wall and his hand moved from her neck to her hair, firmly massaging her scalp as his mouth plundered hers.
She lowered her feet to the ground and used her leverage to push him forward across the small galley. They’d slept together in the small bunk since leaving base but had gone no further. It seemed like the time for waiting was over, and she was glad for that. She’d always respected and admired him, but now…now she was intrigued by this new side of him—cocky, arrogant, sexy…all the things she had never expected from Luke Skywalker, but as always he’d thrown her for a loop and she was happy to fall into his arms.
Grinning, she murmured to him between nibbling his lips, “You’re untouchable, Luke…but not by me…” She punctuated her words by wrapping her foot around his leg and grinding against his hard cock. He groaned, but said nothing. “I can touch you, Luke…I want to hear you say it.”
Luke’s eyes snapped open, looking blue and stormy. “You can touch me…I want you to touch me.” He grabbed her hand and placed it on his dick, straining to escape from his tented shorts. “Touch me, Mara.”
She took pity on him then, grabbing him and stroking him through the soft fabric. He was hard and pulsing even with the barrier between flesh. His breath came in short, harsh pants, the sexy noises making damp heat rush from her core, and he lowered his head to her shoulder. Her other hand wrapped around his waist and dipped into his shorts, pinching his ass. “Do you like it when I touch you there, too?”
He swallowed hard, but turned the tables on her, pushing them away from the wall toward the counter, unused food still strewn about. The counter drove hard into her back but she didn’t protest, eager to see this side of him, so in control and powerful. “You’ll like it when I touch you,” he growled.
And she did, as he ripped off her clothes and his hands proceeded to touch every centimeter of her body. She fell back against the counter as she trembled, turning into jelly at each stroke of rough fingertips. His hands came up to squeeze her breasts, harder than expected and she cried out, wanting more of the pleasurable pain. He gave it to her, head dipping down to bite her nipples and she grabbed his hair, pulling on it hard enough for him to grunt but he did not relent in his assault.
It was an assault on her senses, not just her body, as she could feel him in the Force, so strong and powerful, nearly making her weak in the knees. She’d had her share of lovers over the years but never had she wanted anyone more than she wanted him. And the fact that those thoughts were reciprocated made her want him even move.
She was naked but he was not, and that had to change fast. Her arms tangled with his as she pushed at his shorts. He took the hint and they fell off him, pooled at his feet. He paid them no mind as he removed the hand at her breast and shoved it roughly up her pussy. She cried out and clenched at his fingers, wanting more, needing more of it. Every nerve ending of her body was burning and he was the only thing that could ease the ache. “Fuck me, Luke…please fuck me…” She wanted to prolong the agony but she couldn’t wait, not anymore, and she didn’t mind begging. Not with him.
Their eyes locked for a long moment…and then he grabbed her by the shoulders, spun her around, and bent her over the countertop. It was cold against her breasts, teasing her nipples even further, and before she could cry out again he was inside of her, hard and thick and throbbing. They both screamed at the sensation and they stood there, unmoving, for a long moment. Then Luke began to thrust long and hard, keeping her bent over the entire time, not letting her move. Never before had she felt so vulnerable yet so free. Sexy. Loved.
He yanked her hair away from her ear and bit the lobe, hard enough to draw blood. He lapped it up and thrust as hard as he could, making her see stars. “Fight me, Mara.”
She stiffened in his arms, unsure of what she’d just heard. “What?”
He yanked her hair again, and bit her neck, sucking at it until she would bruise. “You heard me. Fight me. I know you can.”
She tried to pull out of his grip but couldn’t move. He was too strong. “No,” he muttered, pulling her head back so she could look into her eyes. “You want to be my equal? Use the Force, Mara.”
Their eyes locked, even as he continued to thrust in side of her, the strokes torturously slow, maintaining her arousal but not giving her what she craved. He knew he had control of her, could do whatever he wanted with her, but he still pushed. And she was sick of being pushed by him. Damn him and his Jedi control…or whatever he was…
Anger bubbled up inside of her but she didn’t push it down. She reveled in it, remembering what Luke had told her back on Nirauan. She needed to accept the full power of the Force if she was to master it. And she needed to master the Force if she wanted to master him.
Now that, she could do.
She felt the Force in her blood, hot and warm, like Luke’s cock inside of her. It promised her strength, if only she would give in. She’d been so afraid for so long, but the time for that was gone.
And with an explosion of white-hot energy, she pulled the Force inside of her and surrendered to it.
She came unexpectedly, with a harsh cry, despite Luke’s maddeningly slow thrusts. She quivered in his arms, collapsing bonelessly on the countertop, unable to think for long moments.
But it didn’t last forever, and soon she was grinning to herself. He wanted her to fight?
Fighting, she knew how to do.
She whipped around in his arms and called on the Force to throw him across the galley. Caught unexpected, he crashed into the far wall. He grinned as he righted himself, wiping blood from his lip where he had bitten down in surprise.
“Let me get that,” Mara said, and then she was upon him, sucking the blood from his lip and grinding against him. She grabbed his hands and pinned them behind his back as she kissed down his entire body, lavishing attention on his cock but not enough to make him come. She grinned devilishly at him from beneath hooded eyes. “Payback’s a bitch, ain’t it?”
But while Luke wanted her to fight back, he wasn’t about to surrender. He ripped his hands from her grasp and pulled her upright. She nearly collapsed as he kissed her again; grabbing her head so hard she thought she might black out. In retaliation she bit and sucked on his tongue as she raked her nails down his back.
The noises in the galley grew loud as their game of give and take escalated, from love bites and scratches to Force pushes and physical blows. Mara landed one painful swipe across his cheek, the stinging sound echoing around the galley. Luke’s eyes turned dark as he advanced on her, but she wasn’t afraid. Both could take what the other could give, and that was why, in this partnership, they would be equals. And Mara was ready to prove it to him.
She slapped him again, this time hard enough to leave a welt. Luke gasped in pain and threw her back against the countertop, bending her over roughly at the waist. He landed a stinging blow of his own, across the cheeks of her ass. She flinched and moaned, pushing her ass up into the cool air. Luke chuckled, the noise deep in his throat. “You like that, huh?” She didn’t answer, and he hit her again before turning her over and jabbing his fingers into her throbbing heat—once, twice, three times before she cried out at the pain, so pleasurably intense.
Needing to shift the balance of power, Mara’s leg came up and connected with his chest, sending him flying to the floor. With a burst of Force energy he threw her aside and stood easily, running his hands through his hair as he blew out a harsh breath. He didn’t look at her, almost as if he was dismissing her, or daring her to try something else.
In one swift movement, she kicked out a leg and swiped under his. As he tripped, her long, limber leg kneed him in the stomach. The wind was knocked out of him as he tumbled to the ground again, unprepared for her assault. She didn’t give him a chance to fight back, not that he would since he knew her intentions. She fell upon him, sheathing him in her throbbing core. The mood in the galley shifted from pain to pleasure as she grabbed his face and kissed him, hard. When she was done he grabbed her hair and pulled, forcing her head back and breasts thrust out in front of her. He took advantage of the position to lean forward and bite a nipple, moaning his contentment.
Mara was not going to be outdone and called upon the Force to push his back against the floor. He was stronger than her, but she had other assets at her disposal, assets she would use to control him. She squeezed her inner walls around him as she rode him with fervor, scratching her nails down his chest, sucking his neck, and clutching his hair.
Their moans and screams turned feverish and then, with another white-hot explosion, they came together in perfect ecstasy, roaring against the walls of the galley. She kept thrusting, unwilling to let the moment end until she could do nothing else but collapse against his chest.
They lay there together unmoving for a long time. Eventually, when their breathing had returned to normal, she lifted her head to look at him. “See?” she murmured. “You’re not untouchable after all.”
He smirked at her…and then he flipped her over and yanked her arms over her head. His eyes flashed as his lips lowered to hers. “Like I said before…believe what you want, Mara.”
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Date: 2012-04-05 12:30 am (UTC)eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek
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But...
Rawr!!!
*hides*
This is sooooo creepy and wrong on so many levels but so deliciously Sithly sexy L/M. I'm so used to gentle lover Luke, so when he just jams his fingers in... Oh my. I love the dark give and take between them and when he told her to fight him... oh my.
I asked for dark smut and you certainly delivered. I'm kind of sad they'll never know how to make love, though, even though the rough sex is pretty hot! Great job writing outside your comfort zone, lady!!! (Though I would argue Hot Luke IS your comfort zone. heh.)
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Date: 2012-04-05 02:23 am (UTC)But I applaud you for a completely different (though just as good) take than we normally see!
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Date: 2012-04-05 02:46 pm (UTC)This fic is just so... wrong... but it feels so right! XD
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Date: 2012-04-05 03:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-05 05:41 pm (UTC)Great job writing it!
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Date: 2012-04-05 10:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-06 01:21 pm (UTC)You've outdone yourself, girl! Bravo!!!
I followed your advice and read this with no one around - but fortunately my hubby's in the other end of the house! Need him now! Roawr!
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Date: 2012-04-07 01:20 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it. :)