lukeandmara | De-Stressing - EC

Title: De-Stressing
Author: Briannakin
Rating: NC-17
Notes: E/C. This one goes also back in time a bit from the main EC timeline.

“Mara, you are working yourself to death,” Luke told his wife desperately as he stood on the other side of her Syrookk wood desk. “You have been working on this report for two days straight. It’s done. Send it in. The galaxy isn’t going to implode if you don’t have commas in all the right spots.”

It was late and the bags under Mara’s make-up showed exactly how tired she was. She took a sip of caff while continuing to scan through the document on the screen. “Luke, the annual general report is the most important report I have to write all year. My first report last year was not up to the standards that Palatine set and the Moffs all had hissy-fits over it. This year I have to prove that I can do this job.” She quickly deleted a line of text and replaced it with something else. “I’ll only be another few minutes.”

“You said that when I tried to pry you away to have dinner with me; that was five hours ago. The report is done. You are being overly nit-picky. Now come on. Send it in and come relax so that I can do my job.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Looks like I am going to have to do this the hard way,” he muttered to himself. He walked around the desk, leaned over her and grabbed her hands. He used the Force to press the send button.

“Luke,” she tried to act annoyed, but the word came out as a yawn. There was nothing she could do now.

He pulled out her chair for her and helped her stand. “I have a surprise for you.”

She slipped one of her arms around his waist. “Does it involve a bed?”

He gave a low chuckle. “Eventually,” he said with a grin. She set her head on his shoulder and he led her back to their suite. After the door cycled behind them, Luke bent down and unclasped her heels.

Mara stepped out of her shoes and padded into their bedroom to see the linens pulled down on their grand bed. She was about to jump onto it, but Luke stopped her.

“Not yet. I told you I had a surprise for you.” He led her by the hand to the refresher where the lights were dimmed, flicker candles were placed around the room and the bath was overflowing with bubbles.

She looked at him with mirth. “You just want to get me naked.”

“Is it going to work?” He kissed her exposed shoulder, the got to work on the corset back of her dress.

She let out a moan. “I don’t know. I might need some encouragement.” She reached behind her to feel the bulge in his pants.

He stopped the process of undressing her to strip out of his robes. He gave her a show as he did. She sat on her vanity stool and laughed at him. He used one of the columns in the fresher as a stripping pole and danced provocatively. He clicked off his belt and let it fall to the floor dramatically. He swung around the column a few times before pulling his tunic off, throwing it at her head, then dancing with – and practically humping – the column, shirtless. His hard abs and biceps rippled.

“I think I need some music,” she said with a smirk. She started to hum the tune to a popular song.

Luke stripped out of his socks and pants and began to sing. “Oh! Oh! Oh! I’ll get her wet, show her what I got. Oh! Oh! Oh! I’ll get her wet, show her what I got.” She could see his dick and balls jiggle in his underwear as he danced around. “Can’t read my, can’t read my, no she can’t read my sabacc face!”

Mara was now seated on the tile floor, having fallen off her stool, holding her sides in hysterical laughter.

He took his underwear off and flung them at her. “Now that we are done with the impromptu de-stressing portion of this evening, can we get on to the planned portion?” He held his hand out and helped her up.

Luke continued his task of untying her corset until the sleeves slipped down her arms and pooled at her ankles. Mara wiggled out of her underwear and accepted Luke’s outstretched hand. He helped her into the tub, then got in behind her.

Mara leaned against her husband, letting the bubbles cling to her breasts, while Luke pulled out her bun and ran his fingers through her hair. He massaged her scalp, moving down to her neck, shoulders and finally her back.

They stayed like that for an hour, talking about nothing, washing each other’s hair and bodies. The bubbles slowly started to disappear.

“My hands are starting to look like dried fruit,” Mara stated. She then moved to get up, but Luke grabbed her and maneuvered her so she was straddling and facing him his erection was squished between their bodies.

“Wait. I have one more portion of this de-stressing evening.” He bent his knees so she could lean against his upper legs. He then guided her up and back down again, this time his cock was comfortably inside of her.

She gasped. “I like this portion.”

Luke placed his hands on the sides of her chest and teased her nipples with his thumbs. He leaned forward to kiss and suck the base of her neck.

Mara threw her head back in lust. She moved her hips to give them both pleasure in their cores. Water splashed all over the floor as they both climaxed, trembling.

Both took a moment to recover, Luke leaned tired against the wall of the tub, clutching Mara to his chest. Eventually, he pressed the button to drain the tub. He got out, wrapping a bath robe around his body, and got hers. He helped her out and put her plushy robe around her. They turned off the flicker candles and walked together to their bed.

Mara discarded her robe and climbed into the bed. Luke was right behind her.

“Goodnight,” he said, however, he got no answer. Mara was already asleep. Luke allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction. He had done his job well. He kissed her cheek then held her as he fell asleep.

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