Holster - E/C # 7 - NC-17
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lukeandmaraHOLSTER
by JediMara77
They slipped into the room, hands already roaming and touching, teasing and pleasing. He’d refrained from kissing her until they escaped to the privacy of their quarters, although Inga had been there as they stumbled down the hallway and he knew she’d be teasing him tomorrow at breakfast. But for now he didn’t care, because he had the love of his life in his arms and he wasn’t going to let her go until he’d made her scream his name.
It was the dress that had done him in, he thought in retrospect. He always thought she was beautiful, no matter what she was wearing. But since his arrival on Coruscant he’d been privy to seeing her in very different attire from the combat fatigues she’d typically worn in the Rebellion. In only a few short months he’d become used to seeing her in elaborate, frilly gowns that were beautiful, but not necessarily sexy.
This dress, however…
They’d been invited to the premiere of Wynnsa Starflare’s latest holofilm and Mara’s advisors—meaning Leia—had suggested she attend, that it would improve her popularity amongst the general public. It was their first event outside the Palace, and perhaps that was what had prompted Mara to be so bold.
The dress was long, black, satin, tight…and a million other adjectives that ran through Luke’s mind. A slit cut up the side, revealing a finely toned calf underneath. It was strapless, showcasing her soft shoulders and neck.
And the cleavage…
Luke didn’t know how they’d made it through the premiere without him pouncing on her, but he had, and now he would have his revenge.
He smashed her against the wall, knowing that she could handle anything he gave her. Sure enough she kissed him eagerly, pulling down his head and threading her fingers through his hair. He let her have her way with him, his soon-to-be wife, but his hands continued to move all over her body, squeezing her perfect breasts and moving down the sides of her slinky dress to caress her ass and hips. She lifted her right leg, cupping it around his waist to pull him closer, and began to grind against him. He groaned into her mouth, his hand immediately running up her leg, higher and higher until…
He froze.
Mara was still kissing him but soon noticed his lack of participation. “What are you doing?” she moaned, sounding a little bit angry and very frustrated.
“What…” He was panting for breath and couldn’t form words. He maneuvered his hand under her dress and then held up a thigh holster, complete with tiny blaster inside. His throat working convulsively as he tried to gain some semblance over the dirty thoughts running through his mind.
Mara spoke instead. “Found my little secret, did you?” Her eyes flashed mischievously.
He didn’t know why, but the thought of her with that gun strapped to her thigh…and knowing that she knew exactly how to use it…
It was all he could take and he lifted her by the waist, carried her the few meters to the bed, and practically threw her on her back.
Mara licked her lips, beckoning him. “You have a thing for bad girls, huh?”
Luke growled low in his throat and crawled up the bed, cradling her body and covering her lips with his. “I have a thing for you.”
No more was said as he lifted a hand to remove her panties. She got to quick work on him, pushing down his suit trousers and underwear, not bothering with the rest. Luke shrugged off his jacket and shoes but kept Mara’s on, finding the stiletto heels incredibly erotic as they hooked around his back.
“Fuck me, Consort,” she moaned into his ear.
“Oh yes,” he moaned back and he plunged into her, tilting her hips to get as much friction as possible.
It was fast and intense, similar to the first time they had made love in this bed. He’d been staring at her in that dress all night long and seeing that gun attached to her thigh, turned on by how powerfully sexy she was…
Her lips connected to his sweaty neck and she sent a thought through their Force bond, of all the other weapons holsters she had that he knew nothing of.
It was enough to bring him to orgasm and he shouted in release, his cries of pleasure carrying her over the edge. He heard her scream his name through his haze and it made him whisper “I love you” over and over into her ear.
After they’d calmed, she smiled at him in pure contentment. “Love you, too.”
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Date: 2012-03-29 12:31 am (UTC)OMG, this is one of my FAVES!!!
*fans self* SO HOT!!! I love that Luke loves bad girls... well, one reformed bad girl in particular. I love the holster. I love them seeing a holo together. I love them going at it mostly dressed because they can't help themselves.
I LOVE THIS SMABBLE. <3
And I love Inga catching them. You know that she just smiles and shakes her head a lot at them. LOLOL!!!
I'm grinning. :D
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Date: 2012-03-29 05:58 pm (UTC)But Master Skywalker... lol And he love bad girls too.... whuw... ;-P
ginchy said: "I love the holster. I love them seeing a holo together. I love them going at it mostly dressed because they can't help themselves."
So very, very well said!!!
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