Conception - E/C #33 - NC-17
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lukeandmaraAs the title implies... ;)
BTW, while many years have passed in the timeline, that doesn't mean we won't be going back and filling in some gaps, so to speak. And other people can do that, too. Wink wink, nudge nudge. ;) We just wanted to go ahead with the main storyline, for those of you wondering when Ben was going to show up.
CONCEPTION
by JediMara77
It had been a long and frustrating day as Empress. Mara returned to her rooms to find Luke already there, changed out of his Jedi robes and lounging in front of the vidscreen. Mara smiled hello but said nothing, passing by him to enter the bedroom, then the fresher, where she stripped out of her heavy gown. She used the Force to turn on the water and let it warm to a comfortable temperature, then stepped into the ornate shower that reminded her every day of the burden that sat upon her shoulders.
She wasn’t surprised when, less than a minute later, the door to the bath hissed open and Luke stepped in. She was even less surprised when he shed his garments and joined her in the shower. Even though she’d already begun to relax, he turned her away from him and gently kneaded the tension out of her shoulders. “Better?” he murmured against her wet skin.
“Mmm,” Mara answered, head lolling forward to allow Luke better access. His fingers dug into her skin, creating a pleasurable ache. “You really did miss your calling. You should have been a masseuse.”
Luke chuckled against her back. “A Jedi masseuse. Now there’s something you don’t see every day.”
“It’d be a hit. You could relax people’s muscles and minds at the same time. We’d be millionaires.”
“We already are, my love, several times over.”
Mara made a face. “Shh. Don’t talk about that right now. My husband’s giving me a massage.”
She could sense Luke’s grin. When he turned her around in his arms, he was still smiling. “What happened to Consort—?”
Mara’s finger touched his lips, cutting off his words. “I told you, shh.”
“That bad of a day?”
“Let’s just say that I’m this close to telling every moff to go kriff themselves and turning direct power over to the senate tomorrow.”
“I thought things were going well?”
“So did I.” Mara sighed, staring up into Luke’s deep blue eyes with a pained expression. “So did I. I’m starting to worry what will happen when I abdicate—”
“Shh,” Luke said, turning the tables on her. He turned her back around and whispered in her ear, “I’m giving my wife a massage.”
Mara moaned. “Smart man.”
She wasn’t surprised when, less than a minute later, Luke’s hands started drifting south. Even though they’d been married for many, many years now, Mara found that nothing could make herself feel better than being kriffed by Luke Skywalker.
“Mmm,” Mara said as Luke’s fingers caressed her breasts. He gently plucked her nipples and she let out a harsh breath. “Yeah. You definitely missed your calling.”
Luke leaned forward and gently suckled her earlobe. “No, I think I’m right where I’m supposed to be.” And then Mara could say no more as one of Luke’s hands drifted further south, parting her wet curls and rubbing circles around her dampening clit.
“Now you are,” she managed to bite out as he stuck one, then two fingers, inside of her. She leaned back against him, her legs weak, clutching his wet ass with her hands. “More…”
“As you wish, Empress.” And Mara found that she was longer annoyed at being reminded of her title. As always, Luke knew exactly what to do with her. And to her.
Luke obeyed her command, moving his fingers faster inside of her until her breath came in harsh pants. Her eyes were clamped shut, images of her Consort’s cock deep inside her dancing across her mind. She knew it was his doing, and silently begged for more. Other images assaulted her—of his tongue deep inside her pussy, her mouth engulfing his cock, and a moment from the other night, when they both suffered bouts of insomnia and decided to put each other to sleep the old-fashioned way.
It was then that she decided she had enough of Luke’s hand and disengaged from his embrace. She turned in his arms, pulling his lips to hers for a hot kiss. His left hand raked into her dripping hair, the other still trailing fire over her breasts.
“Love you,” he murmured against her lips, even as his tongue plundered her mouth. Mara could only whimper in return, and the sounds from deep in her throat seemed to turn him on. He grunted and stepped forward, pinning her against the glass of the shower wall. In one swift movement he hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She lowered her head for another heated kiss as he slid his hard cock into her. They both groaned into each other’s mouths, swallowing their pleasure as they adjusted. It only took a moment for Luke to start moving, pushing Mara up and down the wet shower wall, keeping her upright with nothing but his strong thrusts and the Force. His arms were boxed around her head, as they often were during sex—a promise to keep her safe from the rest of the galaxy, one he had not forgotten from long ago.
The day’s events were far out of her mind as Mara lost herself to the pleasure, remembering the things that truly mattered. The galaxy would go on without her; she had made sure of that in her many years as Empress. Soon she would be able to move on, to try the life of a Jedi…and perhaps another role as well, if the Force was kind to her. If not, well, she was fine with that. Because she had Luke, and that was all that mattered.
He seemed to sense the shift inside her mind and moved his hands to her face, bringing their lips together for a reverent kiss, charged with all of his love. The Force shone around them, bonding them together for eternity. Something about this joining was different—it was always special, but this was…more.
His mind touched hers and she lost it then, throwing her head back as she screamed her delight. He sped his thrusts, angling her clit to rub against his pelvis, and as she felt her orgasm build in the Force she could sense his as well, feeding each other’s passions.
They came as one, mouths joining again to swallow their cries. After long moments Luke carefully lowered Mara to the floor, their legs still shaking, and leaned against her as the water pounded against their backs.
“Wow,” Luke whispered against her neck.
“Yeah,” Mara whispered back. After a few seconds, when she had regained her strength, she ran her hand down his back and gently patted his rear. “See? I told you that you missed your calling.”
Luke grinned in return.
BTW, while many years have passed in the timeline, that doesn't mean we won't be going back and filling in some gaps, so to speak. And other people can do that, too. Wink wink, nudge nudge. ;) We just wanted to go ahead with the main storyline, for those of you wondering when Ben was going to show up.
CONCEPTION
by JediMara77
It had been a long and frustrating day as Empress. Mara returned to her rooms to find Luke already there, changed out of his Jedi robes and lounging in front of the vidscreen. Mara smiled hello but said nothing, passing by him to enter the bedroom, then the fresher, where she stripped out of her heavy gown. She used the Force to turn on the water and let it warm to a comfortable temperature, then stepped into the ornate shower that reminded her every day of the burden that sat upon her shoulders.
She wasn’t surprised when, less than a minute later, the door to the bath hissed open and Luke stepped in. She was even less surprised when he shed his garments and joined her in the shower. Even though she’d already begun to relax, he turned her away from him and gently kneaded the tension out of her shoulders. “Better?” he murmured against her wet skin.
“Mmm,” Mara answered, head lolling forward to allow Luke better access. His fingers dug into her skin, creating a pleasurable ache. “You really did miss your calling. You should have been a masseuse.”
Luke chuckled against her back. “A Jedi masseuse. Now there’s something you don’t see every day.”
“It’d be a hit. You could relax people’s muscles and minds at the same time. We’d be millionaires.”
“We already are, my love, several times over.”
Mara made a face. “Shh. Don’t talk about that right now. My husband’s giving me a massage.”
She could sense Luke’s grin. When he turned her around in his arms, he was still smiling. “What happened to Consort—?”
Mara’s finger touched his lips, cutting off his words. “I told you, shh.”
“That bad of a day?”
“Let’s just say that I’m this close to telling every moff to go kriff themselves and turning direct power over to the senate tomorrow.”
“I thought things were going well?”
“So did I.” Mara sighed, staring up into Luke’s deep blue eyes with a pained expression. “So did I. I’m starting to worry what will happen when I abdicate—”
“Shh,” Luke said, turning the tables on her. He turned her back around and whispered in her ear, “I’m giving my wife a massage.”
Mara moaned. “Smart man.”
She wasn’t surprised when, less than a minute later, Luke’s hands started drifting south. Even though they’d been married for many, many years now, Mara found that nothing could make herself feel better than being kriffed by Luke Skywalker.
“Mmm,” Mara said as Luke’s fingers caressed her breasts. He gently plucked her nipples and she let out a harsh breath. “Yeah. You definitely missed your calling.”
Luke leaned forward and gently suckled her earlobe. “No, I think I’m right where I’m supposed to be.” And then Mara could say no more as one of Luke’s hands drifted further south, parting her wet curls and rubbing circles around her dampening clit.
“Now you are,” she managed to bite out as he stuck one, then two fingers, inside of her. She leaned back against him, her legs weak, clutching his wet ass with her hands. “More…”
“As you wish, Empress.” And Mara found that she was longer annoyed at being reminded of her title. As always, Luke knew exactly what to do with her. And to her.
Luke obeyed her command, moving his fingers faster inside of her until her breath came in harsh pants. Her eyes were clamped shut, images of her Consort’s cock deep inside her dancing across her mind. She knew it was his doing, and silently begged for more. Other images assaulted her—of his tongue deep inside her pussy, her mouth engulfing his cock, and a moment from the other night, when they both suffered bouts of insomnia and decided to put each other to sleep the old-fashioned way.
It was then that she decided she had enough of Luke’s hand and disengaged from his embrace. She turned in his arms, pulling his lips to hers for a hot kiss. His left hand raked into her dripping hair, the other still trailing fire over her breasts.
“Love you,” he murmured against her lips, even as his tongue plundered her mouth. Mara could only whimper in return, and the sounds from deep in her throat seemed to turn him on. He grunted and stepped forward, pinning her against the glass of the shower wall. In one swift movement he hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She lowered her head for another heated kiss as he slid his hard cock into her. They both groaned into each other’s mouths, swallowing their pleasure as they adjusted. It only took a moment for Luke to start moving, pushing Mara up and down the wet shower wall, keeping her upright with nothing but his strong thrusts and the Force. His arms were boxed around her head, as they often were during sex—a promise to keep her safe from the rest of the galaxy, one he had not forgotten from long ago.
The day’s events were far out of her mind as Mara lost herself to the pleasure, remembering the things that truly mattered. The galaxy would go on without her; she had made sure of that in her many years as Empress. Soon she would be able to move on, to try the life of a Jedi…and perhaps another role as well, if the Force was kind to her. If not, well, she was fine with that. Because she had Luke, and that was all that mattered.
He seemed to sense the shift inside her mind and moved his hands to her face, bringing their lips together for a reverent kiss, charged with all of his love. The Force shone around them, bonding them together for eternity. Something about this joining was different—it was always special, but this was…more.
His mind touched hers and she lost it then, throwing her head back as she screamed her delight. He sped his thrusts, angling her clit to rub against his pelvis, and as she felt her orgasm build in the Force she could sense his as well, feeding each other’s passions.
They came as one, mouths joining again to swallow their cries. After long moments Luke carefully lowered Mara to the floor, their legs still shaking, and leaned against her as the water pounded against their backs.
“Wow,” Luke whispered against her neck.
“Yeah,” Mara whispered back. After a few seconds, when she had regained her strength, she ran her hand down his back and gently patted his rear. “See? I told you that you missed your calling.”
Luke grinned in return.
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Date: 2012-04-25 01:42 am (UTC)I love love love it. And love it some more. I love the wonderful galaxy they've helped to build and now they're getting their turn for happily ever after...
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It only took a moment for Luke to start moving, pushing Mara up and down the wet shower wall, keeping her upright with nothing but his strong thrusts and the Force. His arms were boxed around her head, as they often were during sex—a promise to keep her safe from the rest of the galaxy, one he had not forgotten from long ago.
Guh. Just guh. There are not enough heart smilies to tell you how much I love that.
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Date: 2012-04-25 02:41 am (UTC)ahem.
>:)
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Date: 2012-04-25 08:56 am (UTC)Yay for Ben!
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Date: 2012-04-27 12:49 am (UTC)Originally this smabble was called Empress + Consort = Bennie!!!
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Date: 2012-04-26 04:58 pm (UTC)Even though they’d been married for many, many years now, Mara found that nothing could make herself feel better than being kriffed by Luke Skywalker.
I definitely see her point. But don't tell my husband ;-P
His arms were boxed around her head, as they often were during sex—a promise to keep her safe from the rest of the galaxy, one he had not forgotten from long ago.
Awwwww!!! Adorable!!! And so lovely to see Mara will go on with her life too!!!
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Date: 2012-04-27 12:51 am (UTC)Your secret is safe with me. ;)
She will! I hope you all enjoy it. :)
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Date: 2012-04-27 07:03 am (UTC)