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lukeandmaraTitle: Shut Up
Author: ginchy
Disclaimer: I don’t own Luke or Mara, or any of the situations. Just letting my favorite characters have some much deserved fun.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance
Notes: More ginchy-shine!!! This is an officially sanctioned 'shine of RedGold's wonderful L/M fic, 'Symbols'. This takes place after chapter 23, “And More Nonsense”. The first sentence is JayCee’s. (ETA: This shine was originally written almost two years ago. I believe JayCee has changed the chapter somewhat since then. But the intent of the piece still works even if the beginning line is slightly different.)
“Oh, I hate you so much,” she growled out, moving down his body, grinning despite herself, “now take off your pants… see how dirty we can get.”
Mara yanked at his belt with her hands, dipping her head to nuzzle against the hard length of him, hot through the cloth of his pants. He thrust up against her mouth, gently slapping her hands away to remove the belt himself.
When he was finished, she attacked the fastener to his pants and pulled, and he raised his hips to help her tug off his trousers and underwear. He grabbed her and rolled with her on the bed, pinning her beneath him for a kiss. She allowed the kiss for one hot moment, sucking his tongue deeply into her mouth. But she had other ideas in mind for him this time, and rolled them again until she was back on top and they were both breathing hard from exertion and excitement.
“No, fair,” Luke murmured, pulling at her loose sleep shirt. “I’m naked and you’re not.”
“How many times do I have to tell you to shut up?” Mara growled, but pulled her shirt off over her head and threw it. She grabbed his chin and kissed him hard.
“Maybe I just need something else to do with my mouth,” he answered insolently, grasping her hips and rubbing her mound over his stomach.
Mara shuddered, her clit twitching violently at his words. She knew that he could feel how turned on she was, by the wet heat that pushed against his stomach. “Well, what are you waiting for?” she asked breathlessly.
He grinned at her, and his blue eyes were dark with intensity. “Pull these off and come here,” he said, plucking at her lounge pants.
“You like to think you can order me around,” she retorted, but climbed off of him to remove her underwear and pants.
“I can’t?” he whispered, crooking a finger at her.
“I hate you,” Mara answered, a refrain that was becoming almost sentimental. She climbed back up onto him.
Luke wormed his way downward. “I’ll admit I haven’t tried it this way,” he said, kissing her thigh as he nestled himself between her legs. “But I’m willing if you are.”
Mara looked down at him, at how she now straddled his face. “Looks dangerous for you,” she said. “But if I strangle you with my thighs you might just actually shut up.”
“You must think I’m going to be good,” Luke teased, “if you’re worrying about strangling me in the heat of the moment…”
“I think you’re just stall—Oh!” Mara tensed and moaned as he lashed out his tongue and licked at her slit.
“Grab the headboard,” he said, and Mara leaned forward, grabbing it. He brought one hand up and cupped her bottom, while using the fingers of his other hand to scissor her open at the seam, driving his tongue in to taste. He moaned and lapped some more.
“Can’t even shut up when your mouth is busy,” Mara panted out, instinctively using her hold on the headboard to undulate against his face.
He didn’t answer, but stuck his tongue shallowly into her body and she tried to clench against him, the pleasurable aching sting making her moan. “More,” she pleaded, trying to angle her clit against his nose and crying out as she succeeded in getting some friction.
He continued to tease and lick at her, parting her with his fingers to find and worry the sensitive nub that needed his touch most. Theposition was tiring but Mara continued to move with him, screaming out when he tugged lightly on her inner labia and thrust one finger inside.
She pushed harder against him, and he took to worrying her tiny clit with this tongue, focusing his energy here, cupping both hands on her ass to help her move in time with his tongue.
Luke, Luke, Luke, she thought, knowing he could read her thoughts, but not wanting to give him the satisfaction of hearing her shout his name. She was trembling with sweat from exertion and euphoria as he drove her to feel pleasure like she’d never experienced before.
And then he reached for her through the Force, letting her feel how good he thought she tasted and how turned on he was, and it was so erotic to observe herself from his thoughts…
One more lash from his tongue and she was gone, quaking and screaming out as she came in hot, hard waves. She slapped a hand against the wall, and clenched her thighs against Luke’s neck, but he managed to wriggle out and kneel behind her on the bed. She leaned her flushed cheek against the cold wall and took a deep breath, gasping anew when Luke’s erection poked her hip and his hand cupped her breast.
He breathed hotly against her ear, his chest heaving against her back. His nose was damp with her juices when he leaned into her face and kissed the edge of her mouth, and Mara turned her head with a gasp to kiss him, as he used his hands to help spread her legs. He slipped up into her and groaned against her mouth. “My Mara,” he growled, thrusting slowly.
“This… oh, this is a ridiculous … position,” she gasped out, as he kept moving slowly. “You’re going to hurt yourself…”
“So good of you to think of my comfort,” he whispered, beginning to thrust a little faster. “But the bed is firm enough to hold us…. And gods but you feel so good, Mara.” He slid almost completely out and then pushed back into her, somewhat harder than before. “Okay?”
“Shut up,” Mara moaned, clenching around him as best as she could in the position. “Shut up and kriff me!”
He grabbed her hips and thrust for all he was worth, and Mara cried out as she hung on for the ride, listening to the creak of the bed and digging her fingernails into the headboard. He was so powerful behind her and she moaned to feel him filling her completely. Luke groaned and jerked behind her, and she knew he had read her thoughts again. He gave one last thrust and attached his mouth to her sweaty neck, sucking hard as he came in hot spurts inside of her.
Collapsing backward, he pulled her down with him, reveling in the cool air that wafted over their super-heated bodies.
After a long moment, Mara turned to look at Luke, surprised to not hear some mushy words or smug commentary. She couldn’t help but grin when she noticed that he was asleep, a look of pleasure and contentment on his handsome features.
“So that’s what it takes to get you to shut up,” she murmured, nuzzling her neck into his shoulder. “I’ll have to remember that.”
Author: ginchy
Disclaimer: I don’t own Luke or Mara, or any of the situations. Just letting my favorite characters have some much deserved fun.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance
Notes: More ginchy-shine!!! This is an officially sanctioned 'shine of RedGold's wonderful L/M fic, 'Symbols'. This takes place after chapter 23, “And More Nonsense”. The first sentence is JayCee’s. (ETA: This shine was originally written almost two years ago. I believe JayCee has changed the chapter somewhat since then. But the intent of the piece still works even if the beginning line is slightly different.)
“Oh, I hate you so much,” she growled out, moving down his body, grinning despite herself, “now take off your pants… see how dirty we can get.”
Mara yanked at his belt with her hands, dipping her head to nuzzle against the hard length of him, hot through the cloth of his pants. He thrust up against her mouth, gently slapping her hands away to remove the belt himself.
When he was finished, she attacked the fastener to his pants and pulled, and he raised his hips to help her tug off his trousers and underwear. He grabbed her and rolled with her on the bed, pinning her beneath him for a kiss. She allowed the kiss for one hot moment, sucking his tongue deeply into her mouth. But she had other ideas in mind for him this time, and rolled them again until she was back on top and they were both breathing hard from exertion and excitement.
“No, fair,” Luke murmured, pulling at her loose sleep shirt. “I’m naked and you’re not.”
“How many times do I have to tell you to shut up?” Mara growled, but pulled her shirt off over her head and threw it. She grabbed his chin and kissed him hard.
“Maybe I just need something else to do with my mouth,” he answered insolently, grasping her hips and rubbing her mound over his stomach.
Mara shuddered, her clit twitching violently at his words. She knew that he could feel how turned on she was, by the wet heat that pushed against his stomach. “Well, what are you waiting for?” she asked breathlessly.
He grinned at her, and his blue eyes were dark with intensity. “Pull these off and come here,” he said, plucking at her lounge pants.
“You like to think you can order me around,” she retorted, but climbed off of him to remove her underwear and pants.
“I can’t?” he whispered, crooking a finger at her.
“I hate you,” Mara answered, a refrain that was becoming almost sentimental. She climbed back up onto him.
Luke wormed his way downward. “I’ll admit I haven’t tried it this way,” he said, kissing her thigh as he nestled himself between her legs. “But I’m willing if you are.”
Mara looked down at him, at how she now straddled his face. “Looks dangerous for you,” she said. “But if I strangle you with my thighs you might just actually shut up.”
“You must think I’m going to be good,” Luke teased, “if you’re worrying about strangling me in the heat of the moment…”
“I think you’re just stall—Oh!” Mara tensed and moaned as he lashed out his tongue and licked at her slit.
“Grab the headboard,” he said, and Mara leaned forward, grabbing it. He brought one hand up and cupped her bottom, while using the fingers of his other hand to scissor her open at the seam, driving his tongue in to taste. He moaned and lapped some more.
“Can’t even shut up when your mouth is busy,” Mara panted out, instinctively using her hold on the headboard to undulate against his face.
He didn’t answer, but stuck his tongue shallowly into her body and she tried to clench against him, the pleasurable aching sting making her moan. “More,” she pleaded, trying to angle her clit against his nose and crying out as she succeeded in getting some friction.
He continued to tease and lick at her, parting her with his fingers to find and worry the sensitive nub that needed his touch most. Theposition was tiring but Mara continued to move with him, screaming out when he tugged lightly on her inner labia and thrust one finger inside.
She pushed harder against him, and he took to worrying her tiny clit with this tongue, focusing his energy here, cupping both hands on her ass to help her move in time with his tongue.
Luke, Luke, Luke, she thought, knowing he could read her thoughts, but not wanting to give him the satisfaction of hearing her shout his name. She was trembling with sweat from exertion and euphoria as he drove her to feel pleasure like she’d never experienced before.
And then he reached for her through the Force, letting her feel how good he thought she tasted and how turned on he was, and it was so erotic to observe herself from his thoughts…
One more lash from his tongue and she was gone, quaking and screaming out as she came in hot, hard waves. She slapped a hand against the wall, and clenched her thighs against Luke’s neck, but he managed to wriggle out and kneel behind her on the bed. She leaned her flushed cheek against the cold wall and took a deep breath, gasping anew when Luke’s erection poked her hip and his hand cupped her breast.
He breathed hotly against her ear, his chest heaving against her back. His nose was damp with her juices when he leaned into her face and kissed the edge of her mouth, and Mara turned her head with a gasp to kiss him, as he used his hands to help spread her legs. He slipped up into her and groaned against her mouth. “My Mara,” he growled, thrusting slowly.
“This… oh, this is a ridiculous … position,” she gasped out, as he kept moving slowly. “You’re going to hurt yourself…”
“So good of you to think of my comfort,” he whispered, beginning to thrust a little faster. “But the bed is firm enough to hold us…. And gods but you feel so good, Mara.” He slid almost completely out and then pushed back into her, somewhat harder than before. “Okay?”
“Shut up,” Mara moaned, clenching around him as best as she could in the position. “Shut up and kriff me!”
He grabbed her hips and thrust for all he was worth, and Mara cried out as she hung on for the ride, listening to the creak of the bed and digging her fingernails into the headboard. He was so powerful behind her and she moaned to feel him filling her completely. Luke groaned and jerked behind her, and she knew he had read her thoughts again. He gave one last thrust and attached his mouth to her sweaty neck, sucking hard as he came in hot spurts inside of her.
Collapsing backward, he pulled her down with him, reveling in the cool air that wafted over their super-heated bodies.
After a long moment, Mara turned to look at Luke, surprised to not hear some mushy words or smug commentary. She couldn’t help but grin when she noticed that he was asleep, a look of pleasure and contentment on his handsome features.
“So that’s what it takes to get you to shut up,” she murmured, nuzzling her neck into his shoulder. “I’ll have to remember that.”
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Date: 2013-02-01 07:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-01 06:15 pm (UTC)Thanks for sharing! Mara should try shutting him up this way more often. ;-)