A Night To Hold You - NC17

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Title: A Night To Hold You

Author:  Briannakin

Rating: NC-17

Notes: This is a missing scene in my fic ‘Dawning’. I’ve been meaning to write this for a while. Because it has been so long since I wrote that fic, and because I can’t post a link at the moment to refresh people’s memories, AND because I don’t know if everybody that reads my smut has read that fic, I am going to try to write this smutlet so you don’t necessarily have to have read that fic to read this.

They held hands as she pushed his blue hoverchair down the hallway to their bedroom. It was Luke and Mara’s 25^th wedding anniversary and they planned to spend the night like an average couple. Yet, this night was far from average. Yes it was their 25^th wedding anniversary, but it was also the first time in four years that they would get to sleep together in the same bed. For the past four years Luke had been in the Halls of Healing in a coma. While he had been in the coma, he had dreamt that Mara had died. Meanwhile in reality, Mara had been grieving for a husband that everyone believed to be dead in all senses except for his physical body.

But they were together now and that was all that mattered.

Mara palmed opened the door to their chambers and turned on the light. Luke looked at their bed and saw that his favourite place in the world was covered in pillows of varying sizes and shapes.

“The pillows are so that I can make you comfortable at night,” she explained. During the four years he had spent in the coma, his muscles had atrophied so severely that he could now barely move. He had some control over his facial and neck muscles, and his cybernetic hand worked, but that was the extent of his movement.

He smiled at her. “Thanks but all I need is you as my comforter.”

She rolled her eyes and sat on the edge of the bed. “Are you ready?” She asked as she reached forward and started undoing the buttons on his blue dress shirt. She slowly revealed his alarmingly frail chest.

"I’ve been ready for a while but how are we going to do this? I mean, Cilghal said I have the ability to enjoy this, but we need to figure out how you are going to enjoy this too."

She gently took his arms out of the shirt, picked him up under his arms and laid back with him on top of her. Her hands felt so good on his back. She whispered in his ear. "Luke, I don’t care if all you can do is lay in my arms and hold my hand, as long as you are happy, I will be too. Just tell me where you want me to put your hands. Now kiss me so we can get on with it."

He did as he was told, kissing her lips then her neck, as her hands traced his torso and reached the belt of his pants.

“Put my hands on your cheeks,” he asked her. She did as he requested before tracing his sides down to his pants one again. She struggled to put her hands between them to undo his belt. That, plus the fact that half their legs were hanging off the bed made this a very awkward position. So, Luke took matters into his own hands, so to speak.

Mara felt her body rising up and moving. Luke was using the Force to center their bodies in the bed. He put their bodies down.

She gently rolled him off of her. “Cute, Farmboy,” she said, poking his nose. She sat up and began positioning pillows into a mountain and shifted Luke on top of them so he was leaning back at an angle. “Comfortable?” she asked him.

“Yeah.” He then directed his eyes to the growing bulge in his pants. “Well, except for down there.”

“I’ll help you with that once I get us some more romantic lighting.” She went to the dresser and pulled out a dozen fake candles. She tapped their switches on and the lights flickered like real fire. She set them around the room then turned off the lights, casting the room in a warm glow. Mara then turned around to face her husband and let her hair out of its bun. Her red curls cascaded past her shoulders.

Luke swore he felt all the blood rushing from his brain to his cock. The pressure in his pants now hurt.

Mara stocked towards her husband. She pushed the single strap of the black dress down. She paused as the garment pooled at her feet and stepped out of both it and the black heels. Luke’s eyes were glued to her breasts, now contained in a strapless black bra.

She climbed onto the bed and leaned down to kiss him. It was a quick kiss, much to his disappointment, but she continued he quick kisses down his chin, neck and chest. She reached his navel and looked up to give him a smile.

“I thought this day would never come,” she said as she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his button and unzipped the zipper. She slowly peeled the black pants off his legs and removed the shoes and socks from his feet.

“Neither did I,” he said.

She then cringed. “I hate to ruin the mood, but I gotta remove your bladder catheter and bag.” 

He looked from her to the bag half full of urine taped to his leg. He then grinned. Yes, it was embarrassing that he needed help with something so personal, but tonight was supposed to be fun. “Okay, Nurse Mara.”

She chuckled. “I have to remove your underwear Master Skywalker.” She pulled down his white boxer-briefs and his dick sprung free. 

“How’s it looking down there, Nurse?” he asked as she pulled the tape adhering the bladder bag to the inside of his thigh.

“It’s very sensitive down here,” she said with a wink. “But that’s expected for a lovesaber that hasn’t been used in three and a half years.”

“Wait.” He looked at her wide eyed. “You jacked me off while I was in a coma?”

She nodded as she took the tip of the catheter off the head of his cock. She hopped off the bed without a word and went into the refresher.

“I want details Nurse!” he shouted after her.

She came back with a fresh catheter, bag, wipes, and a towel. She set the items on his nightstand.

She began to pull the covers down out from under him. “It was about six months after you went into your coma. People were starting to lose faith that you were going to wake. I was sitting with you late one night and the blankets started to tent. I have no idea what you were dreaming about – it better have been me.”

“It was,” he assured her. “I was probably having a wet dream about you in my dreams. I got a couple of those in my dream.”

“That is so confusing,” she said shaking her head. “But I am glad you subconscious’ subconscious gave you some entertainment.” Mara finished pulling down the covers and sheets. She pulled them over him, covering his legs but not his dick. She got in next to him and lied on her side. “Anyways. I didn’t know what to do, but I figured if anything could wake you up, it was me touching you, so I did and you climaxed in your sleep,” she said, idly beginning to play and stroke his erection.

“Mmm, that’s nice. Thank you for giving me a handjob. I’m sorry I didn’t wake to enjoy it.”

“It’s okay,” she assured him.

“Can you move my arm so I’m holding you?”

Mara nodded and sat up. She moved his left arm out then settled her body between it and him. She rested her head on his shoulder and resumed stroking him. She wrapped her unoccupied arm around his neck.

Their mouths met with passion as he used his tongue to separate her lips and to probe her mouth. She happily reciprocated. Luke used the Force to move his right arm. His fingers landed in-between her thighs. His mechanical hand sought her clit through the fabric of her wet underwear. She sighed softly, parting from him for air.

“Did you have any pleasure while I was in my coma?” He used the Force to unclasp her bra and dispose of both it and her underwear. He drank in her beauty. He used the Force once again to move his hand to cup her one of her breasts and played with her nipple.

Mara didn’t rebuke him for unnecessary use of the Force. It was his anniversary night too – he deserved to feel somewhat like an independent man. She laughed slightly at his question. “I did. One day I was being incredibly cranky to Corran. Without thinking he told me to go get laid. He instantly regretted his words. He knew I would never be unfaithful to you. I thought he was going to cry, he felt so bad. But I did realize that I did need to release some stress, so I dragged Mirax to a sex shop. I knew you wouldn’t want me to lead a celibate life as a miserable bewrt, but I could never sleep with anyone but you. I bought a vibrator and thought of you as I masturbated myself.”

“That is so hot,” he mumbled. “In my dreams, it took me a while, but I masturbated too.”

She rolled so she was now on top of him. “Mmm,” she moaned. “I love imagining my Master touching himself.” She held his hands. Her core rose and started to tease his tip with her wet entrance. 

“Mara, Love, I don’t think I can take much teasing tonight.” It was taking all his might trying not to cum on her before he entered her.

  

As a response, she leaned forward to kiss him, sucking on his bottom lip. She lowered her core and his erection was engulfed in her.

Luke started to babble incoherently and Mara loved the sound. The warm, tight wetness on his cock plus her weight on him was almost too much.

Mara sighed in relief. His throbbing manhood in her brought back so many wonderful memories.

She then squeezed his hands and started to move up and down. For Luke, it felt like the finest fabric being rubbed on him and for Mara, she felt full. No words needed to be exchanged. The Force did all the communicating. He did not feel the need to suck her breasts nor did she want to tweak his nipples. They simply needed to hold hands and stare into each-other’s eyes as she continued to move slowly.

Soon, Luke’s breathing became heavy and laboured. Mara felt his compassion mix with her passion and they were one as the fire transferred from his belly to hers and back again. It felt like an endless cycle that lasted for eternity.

When their souls parted, Mara found herself on Luke’s chest, clutching his hands to her breasts. Both were heaving breaths. She looked up at him. He had the galaxy’s biggest grin plastered on his face.

“Wow,” was all he could say.

“Yeah.” She nodded against his chest.

“Mara… I would love to go again and you know I could if we waited a little while, but I don’t think I can stay awake for much longer,” Luke confessed.

“Alright, Farmboy,” she said with a peck to his cheek. She rolled off him and quickly put on a pair of gloves. She sanitized his sensitive area, trying her best not to get him excited again, and attached the fresh catheter and bag. Luke did not feel embarrassed, he simply felt loved.

Mara slipped back into bed with him, pulled the covers up and shifted his body so he was more-or-less on top of her. She held him with one arm and she gave him her hand to hold. They held each other as they fell into sleep.  

Comments

[ana hazel (from livejournal.com)]

Very sweet! I miss Dawning, I think I'm going to go reread it.

[briannakin.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I miss Dawning too. I have an idea for a short part 3 with Veralyn constantly nattering at Luke during Ben's wedding, but I don't know if I'll ever get around to it.

[ana hazel (from livejournal.com)]

I think you should do it, I'd love to read it. :)

[mondraa.livejournal.com]

Adorable! Nurse Mara, hahah!
I can imagine what Mirax did to Corran for that comment... Poor bloke... But he probably deserved it. ;P

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

Aww. It's good to see them enjoying themselves again!

[ginchy.livejournal.com]

Now, Bri, didn't we have a talk about you making me cry during the smut???? ;)

I love that even through it all, Luke and Mara are still hot for each other. >:) And that their love is as strong as ever. <3 Lovely job showing that!

[katajanmaria.livejournal.com]

Very sweet and comforting! I can so well see a situation like this being very erotic in reality - but writing it as such, is a true challenge! And you succeeded, very, very well! Great job!

[valeria057.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, thank you! I've wanted to read this scene since the first time I read this chapter in Dawning. It's beautiful.