"Luke Meets Inga" - E/C # 4 - PG

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

Another non-smutty one from me.  I swear, I did write a lot of smutty ones!  You'll see.  Ginchy and I have decided to post one per day, since we have thirty right now.  

Again, you care to join us in the fun - please do!  

LUKE MEETS INGA

by JediMara77

Luke sat up in bed and stretched as the morning sun streamed in the windows. He instinctively reached his arm out to the other side of the bed, searching for Mara—his fiancée now, officially—and frowned when he found the rest of the bed empty. He closed his eyes and stretched out to the Force. Ah, yes—there she was, in the dining room. She’d told him her schedule the previous day, and she always ate breakfast in the dining room before a busy day. And even the Empress couldn’t take a day off, even the day after her Consort arrived on planet.  Luke shrugged and rose from the bed, gathering up his night clothes that were strewn on the floor around the bed.

The door to the bedroom slid open and he froze. At the last moment he remembered that he was naked and yanked a piece of clothing in front of his lower half.

An older Togruta female entered the room, barely giving him a second look as she began to gather up Mara’s night clothes, still scattered on the ground. “Greetings, Master Skywalker. It’s so nice to meet you!  How are you this morning?  I hear congratulations are in order!”  She gave a little wink.  

It was Inga, their maid. They hadn’t yet been introduced as she’d been off duty the previous day when he arrived at the Palace, but Mara had told him all about her—including the fact that she came in first thing in the morning to fetch their laundry.  Apparently last night had made him forget that fact.

His mouth opened and closed before he realized that she was congratulating him on his engagement, not the copious amounts of sex he and Mara had last night.  “Um, thank you.  And hello.  It’s nice to meet you, too.”  He reached out a hand to shake hers but quickly pulled it back when he remembered, again, that he was naked.  

“Would you like anything for breakfast, dear?”

“Oh, um…blue milk and toast would be fine for now.” He remained frozen in place, with no idea what to do. Did he get changed? Would she be…offended?  It was very hard for him to get his head around the fact that he now lived in such opulence, much less that he had a maid to tend to his every wish. And he felt somewhat awkward talking to her while he was naked.

She grinned at him. “Oh yes, the Empress informed me of your penchant for blue milk. I’ll have it set up in the dining room for you.”

“Thanks.”

“Oh, Master Skywalker?” she said before leaving the room. “Your laundry, please?”

“What?” She pointed toward the clothes in his hands. “Oh…” Of course.  The laundry.  That posed a predicament.  Now that he thought about it, he remembered Mara urging him to get up when she did, and had thrown a robe at him when he ignored her and rolled over.  

Okay, perhaps he deserved this lesson.

Inga smiled at him again. “Here, dear.” She took a blanket from their massive bed and handed it to him.

Luke nodded gratefully, wrapped it around his waist, and handed over his clothes.

“Do you have any special instructions for these?”

“Um…no, no, just that they’re washed.”

“Of course, dear.” Was she laughing at him? He shrugged; she probably was. After all, he was quite a sight to be seen—a farmboy living in the Imperial Palace.

After donning his robe, Luke left the bedroom and joined his fiancée in the dining room. Mara was reading a datapad, already dressed in another fancy dress. She’d be in her office all day, putting out fires all over the Core, while Luke would be speaking to some people about rebuilding the Jedi Temple.

“Good morning, Consort.” She smiled up at him as he leaned down to kiss her cheek. “Did you meet Inga this morning?”

Luke groaned. “You could have warned me.”

“I did, last night when I was discussing the schedule. But you were too concerned with the possibility of getting my clothes off.”

“Hey, can you blame me?” His hand came up to tickle her chest. Mara laughed pressed into his touch, leaning in to kiss his lips. They lingered there for some time until Luke broke the seal of her lips with his tongue. Mara moaned and his hands moved harder against her chest. He grabbed her to pull her up next to him, but then she pulled away, her eyes darting to the entryway. Luke followed her gaze and he pulled back, dropping into his chair innocently.

There was a touch of mirth in Inga’s eyes as she approached the table with their breakfasts. “Here you are, dear. Master Skywalker.”

They accepted their meals with thanks, Luke averting his eyes the entire time. As soon as Inga left the room, Mara burst out laughing. “Oh, Farmboy, you should see your face. It’s priceless.”

Luke scowled. “Just because you love to see me embarrassed…” He tore off a bite of toast. “How come you’re not bothered? You used to hate public displays of affection.”

Mara shrugged her shoulders. “I’m used to her. She’s already seen me at my best and my worst. Hell, she’s seen me naked plenty of times. She doesn’t care. She’s just here to do her job. And I think that she’s happy for me that you’re here now.”

“I know, but…” Luke trailed off, recognizing a hint of a whine creeping into his voice. He cleared his throat and took a big sip of blue milk. “I’m not used to having servants. Especially not one who can walk in on us in bed together.”

“Hey, I warned you what to expect when you said you’d move to the Palace with me.” She glanced at the ring that adorned her left hand. “You could still always back out of the deal, you know.  We’re not married yet.”

Luke placed his hand over hers. “Not on your life. I’d rather walk around naked in front of all the staff than live without you.”

Mara smirked at him. “I better watch out, then. Once she gets a good look at Wormie, Inga might set her sights on you.”

Luke sputtered, nearly choking on his blue milk.

Comments

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

We had to use Wormie! :D

Inga is great. She shows up several times in this universe. We love her.

[ginchy.livejournal.com]

She’d be in her office all day, putting out fires all over the Core..... That's Wormie's job!!!

OMG, I love this so much. I love Inga. But you know that. She's perfect. And I love how she gets to stand back and smile at her 'kids'. :x (And see Wormie.... what???)

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Love, love, love.

You write awkward Luke so well. I love it!!!

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

LMAO. You're nuts, lady.

I love making Luke awkward... it's just so cute.

<3 Inga

[jedi-lover88.livejournal.com]

Where do I submit my employment application for palace maid? Very nice!

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

I know, right??? She's got a great job.

[demendora.livejournal.com]

"Mara smirked at him. “I better watch out, then. Once she gets a good look at Wormie, Inga might set her sights on you.”
Luke sputtered, nearly choking on his blue milk."

This is just priceless!!!

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

Thank you! :)

[briannakin.livejournal.com]

Oh Luke! He is such a Farmboy!

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

He really is! And we love him for it!

[bkwrm112.livejournal.com]

This was too funny. I could totally see Luke acting that way and I love that Inga seems not to care less that he was naked.

I am so happy that you will be posting everyday now. I can't wait for more.

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it! :)

[katajanmaria.livejournal.com]

Loved to see farmboy in the Palace! And Inga's a blast!

[jedimara77.livejournal.com]

Thanks! We love Inga. She's just what Luke and Mara need. :)