"Bath" E/C #26
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lukeandmaraRemember, folks, E/C is mostly about the smut. That, and weesa naughty girls. ;)
BATH
by ginchy
He was already in the shower when she entered the refresher, pinning her hair up on top of her head. She stopped in the doorway and stared, heart beating faster at the erotic image he portrayed, framed as he was in the glass of the shower. The room was as opulent as the rest of their suite, perhaps more so with the marbled steps that led up to the whirlpool bath and the stone pillars that surrounded it. But it was the wrap-around shower that sat behind the bathtub that had drawn her attention now, or more accurately, the man -- the consort – bathing in it.
A chandelier hung down over the tub and its light filtered into the shower space, gauzy and flattering as is fell over Luke’s muscled and sudsy body. He was facing away from her at the moment and her mouth dropped open as she watched water sluice down the strong planes of his back and over the dimples above his firm ass. His head cocked as if he sensed her presence but he didn’t turn, continuing to rub a lather over his chest. She bit her lip at the way his shoulder muscles moved with the action of his arms, imagining herself moving in behind him and nosing his wet hair out of the way as she sucked on his neck. She shared the image and shivered as his arousal met hers through the Force, colliding to up the intensity. He stepped into the path of the shower spray and the suds rolled off.
The Empress liked what she saw and licked her lips, sliding out of the robe that was suddenly too hot against her skin. She kept her eyes on the shower as she ascended the steps to the bath, turning the faucets on to a desired temperature. Stepping into the tub she situated herself to continue to look in, voyeuristic even if he knew she was there. The hot water soothed her muscles, lapping erotically against her nipples until she cupped her breasts and rubbed against them herself, again imagining herself in the shower with her husband, pushing her tits against his hard back, easing their aching need on him.
Turn around, Consort, she murmured into his mind, knowing how that name turned him on, made him want to please her until she was screaming his actual name in abandon.
He did as requested, turning to show the impressive hard dick that was already straining upward toward the hard abdomen that she liked the run her fingers across. She knew he had liked what she had sent to him through the Force and liked even more that she was cupping and playing with her breasts. He reached a hand up to push wet hair from his forehead and gave her a scorching look that she was sure could melt the glass that separated them. She used the Force to turn off the faucets and stared back at him, licking her lips before mouthing, “Come here.”
Instantly the water in the shower stopped pounding and he opened to the door to exit, coming around to the side entrance to the tub. “Does my Empress require assistance in bathing?” he murmured, sounding entirely too innocent for the huge cock he sported.
Mara growled. “I find that I have a spot that’s difficult to reach.” She waded up and grasped his dick in her hand, pulling forward gently to urge him into the tub. He moaned and stepped in, needing no further encouragement.
She kept pumping him with her hand until he pushed her back, straddling her on his knees and holding his upper body up by his hands on the sides of the tub. His cock rubbed against her belly, the water lapping and splashing up and between them. “I could help you reach that spot, Empress,” he murmured, lips poised just above her mouth.
Mara pushed against his erection. “Yes, I think you could…” And sick of words, she pushed up and kissed him. His lips slanted hotly over hers, tongue parting and invading to swallow the whimpers that escaped her throat.
Her hands found his cock again and she rubbed and pulled at it, but he pulled back with a gasp and removed her hand. “You’re too good at that, Mara,” he said harshly, grabbing her and pushing until she was at the other end of the tub.
“You like it,” she said, sounding not the least bit repentant.
He grinned and settled himself against the back of the tub, looking entirely too sexy with his hard chest still gleaming wet and his dick pushing up from the water. “Come here,” he said. “I have something we’ll both like…”
Mara slithered forward and kissed her way up his chest, but he grabbed her with his strong arms and pushed her up until he could suck a pointed nipple, biting at the fullness of it. He lapped at the water on her breasts until she began to squirm. “I need you now,” she commanded, pushing her legs together to ease the ache he had built.
“Think we can make it work here?” he asked, setting her down astride him.
Mara spread her legs and used her hand to guide him inside her body. “Oh, Gods, yes,” she moaned as he pushed forward, water lapping between them.
“Good,” he said, touching her under the water and between her legs. “Because I have a certain spot to reach…”
The Empress cried out, her pleasure echoing off the marbled walls. “Do that again,” she demanded. “Oh, Gods, do that again…”
He grinned and flicked his fingers over her wet clit again, pushing against her with his cock as he did so, gasping out his own pleasure when her inner walls clamped down on him.
“Feels so good,” she moaned, grasping his shoulders and pushing against him. The tub didn’t leave room for too much movement, but they pushed against each other, Luke fingering her and she grasping at him until the pleasure, heat friction and the movement of the water around them became unbearably erotic.
Suddenly her mind was assaulted with the image of her consort in his shower, water falling over his nude body…. Mara stiffed and came hard, crying out again in abandon and pulling Luke over the edge with her, their Force senses melding in pleasurable delight.
Mara collapsed against his damp chest, breathing in the clean scent of him, letting him slip from her body and relaxing her legs against him.
He used the Force to refresh the hot water and Mara smiled, kissing his shoulder in appreciation.
“Bet you never would have expected anything like this back home on Tatooine,” she remarked, suddenly finding it funny that a Tatooine Farmboy was in the middle of this opulent bath.
“This amount of water would go for a million creds on Tatooine,” he murmured into her hair, a hand rubbing down her back and into the water to pat her ass. “And no, I never would have expected it… But hey… next time will you model yourself in the shower for me?”
Mara grinned. “We’ll see…”
-end
This Empress and Consort's shower is based on this pic that I found just randomly surfing around online. I want a shower like that (with the Consort in it, too, of course. ;))
BATH
by ginchy
He was already in the shower when she entered the refresher, pinning her hair up on top of her head. She stopped in the doorway and stared, heart beating faster at the erotic image he portrayed, framed as he was in the glass of the shower. The room was as opulent as the rest of their suite, perhaps more so with the marbled steps that led up to the whirlpool bath and the stone pillars that surrounded it. But it was the wrap-around shower that sat behind the bathtub that had drawn her attention now, or more accurately, the man -- the consort – bathing in it.
A chandelier hung down over the tub and its light filtered into the shower space, gauzy and flattering as is fell over Luke’s muscled and sudsy body. He was facing away from her at the moment and her mouth dropped open as she watched water sluice down the strong planes of his back and over the dimples above his firm ass. His head cocked as if he sensed her presence but he didn’t turn, continuing to rub a lather over his chest. She bit her lip at the way his shoulder muscles moved with the action of his arms, imagining herself moving in behind him and nosing his wet hair out of the way as she sucked on his neck. She shared the image and shivered as his arousal met hers through the Force, colliding to up the intensity. He stepped into the path of the shower spray and the suds rolled off.
The Empress liked what she saw and licked her lips, sliding out of the robe that was suddenly too hot against her skin. She kept her eyes on the shower as she ascended the steps to the bath, turning the faucets on to a desired temperature. Stepping into the tub she situated herself to continue to look in, voyeuristic even if he knew she was there. The hot water soothed her muscles, lapping erotically against her nipples until she cupped her breasts and rubbed against them herself, again imagining herself in the shower with her husband, pushing her tits against his hard back, easing their aching need on him.
Turn around, Consort, she murmured into his mind, knowing how that name turned him on, made him want to please her until she was screaming his actual name in abandon.
He did as requested, turning to show the impressive hard dick that was already straining upward toward the hard abdomen that she liked the run her fingers across. She knew he had liked what she had sent to him through the Force and liked even more that she was cupping and playing with her breasts. He reached a hand up to push wet hair from his forehead and gave her a scorching look that she was sure could melt the glass that separated them. She used the Force to turn off the faucets and stared back at him, licking her lips before mouthing, “Come here.”
Instantly the water in the shower stopped pounding and he opened to the door to exit, coming around to the side entrance to the tub. “Does my Empress require assistance in bathing?” he murmured, sounding entirely too innocent for the huge cock he sported.
Mara growled. “I find that I have a spot that’s difficult to reach.” She waded up and grasped his dick in her hand, pulling forward gently to urge him into the tub. He moaned and stepped in, needing no further encouragement.
She kept pumping him with her hand until he pushed her back, straddling her on his knees and holding his upper body up by his hands on the sides of the tub. His cock rubbed against her belly, the water lapping and splashing up and between them. “I could help you reach that spot, Empress,” he murmured, lips poised just above her mouth.
Mara pushed against his erection. “Yes, I think you could…” And sick of words, she pushed up and kissed him. His lips slanted hotly over hers, tongue parting and invading to swallow the whimpers that escaped her throat.
Her hands found his cock again and she rubbed and pulled at it, but he pulled back with a gasp and removed her hand. “You’re too good at that, Mara,” he said harshly, grabbing her and pushing until she was at the other end of the tub.
“You like it,” she said, sounding not the least bit repentant.
He grinned and settled himself against the back of the tub, looking entirely too sexy with his hard chest still gleaming wet and his dick pushing up from the water. “Come here,” he said. “I have something we’ll both like…”
Mara slithered forward and kissed her way up his chest, but he grabbed her with his strong arms and pushed her up until he could suck a pointed nipple, biting at the fullness of it. He lapped at the water on her breasts until she began to squirm. “I need you now,” she commanded, pushing her legs together to ease the ache he had built.
“Think we can make it work here?” he asked, setting her down astride him.
Mara spread her legs and used her hand to guide him inside her body. “Oh, Gods, yes,” she moaned as he pushed forward, water lapping between them.
“Good,” he said, touching her under the water and between her legs. “Because I have a certain spot to reach…”
The Empress cried out, her pleasure echoing off the marbled walls. “Do that again,” she demanded. “Oh, Gods, do that again…”
He grinned and flicked his fingers over her wet clit again, pushing against her with his cock as he did so, gasping out his own pleasure when her inner walls clamped down on him.
“Feels so good,” she moaned, grasping his shoulders and pushing against him. The tub didn’t leave room for too much movement, but they pushed against each other, Luke fingering her and she grasping at him until the pleasure, heat friction and the movement of the water around them became unbearably erotic.
Suddenly her mind was assaulted with the image of her consort in his shower, water falling over his nude body…. Mara stiffed and came hard, crying out again in abandon and pulling Luke over the edge with her, their Force senses melding in pleasurable delight.
Mara collapsed against his damp chest, breathing in the clean scent of him, letting him slip from her body and relaxing her legs against him.
He used the Force to refresh the hot water and Mara smiled, kissing his shoulder in appreciation.
“Bet you never would have expected anything like this back home on Tatooine,” she remarked, suddenly finding it funny that a Tatooine Farmboy was in the middle of this opulent bath.
“This amount of water would go for a million creds on Tatooine,” he murmured into her hair, a hand rubbing down her back and into the water to pat her ass. “And no, I never would have expected it… But hey… next time will you model yourself in the shower for me?”
Mara grinned. “We’ll see…”
-end
This Empress and Consort's shower is based on this pic that I found just randomly surfing around online. I want a shower like that (with the Consort in it, too, of course. ;))
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Date: 2012-04-18 01:35 am (UTC)I remember when you were writing it and we were looking for pictures of bathrooms. I remember when you finally finished and I was like YAY!!!!!! This was so hot. I want a consort in the bath. I just want a consort. RAWR.
I love Luke getting to play in all that water. ;)
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Date: 2012-04-18 06:53 am (UTC)Pretty please!
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