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lukeandmaraTitle: "Split Concentration"
Author: JediMara77
Timeframe: during Night Must Fall
Rating: NC-17
Summary: AU missing scene - what if Mara had gone to Dagobah with Luke to train?
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, although I really wish I owned Jedi-in-Training!Luke.
A/N: This is a "shine" of my OT AU fic Night Must Fall which can be found on TFN. This is an AU of my AU in which Mara decides to go to Dagobah with Luke to train with Yoda. It came about as ginchy and I were discussing the amazingly hot deleted scene called "Yoda's Test" from the new Blu Rays. After watching it several times, I said "Damn, that scene almost makes me wish I'd sent Mara to Dagobah with Luke after all, so they could have some hot, sweaty swamp smut!" ginchy replied "Man, me too. You could always AU 'shine it... Just sayin'..."
This is the result. I blame ginchy for everything.
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Mara opened her eyes slowly, blinking to try to adjust to low light in Yoda’s hut. Night must’ve fallen since she went into meditation, which meant she’d been at it for several hours now. She never once thought that she’d be able to meditate like that.
But then again, she never thought she’d one day be training as a Jedi. She’d initially said no to Luke’s offer to train with him, but when she’d gone to say good-bye to him on Home One, something switched in her mind and she couldn’t watch him leave. She’d hastily transmitted her request to leave and mere hours later her X-wing joined Luke’s on the trip to Dagobah.
It’d been a week since they’d arrived and already she felt as if her skills were improving exponentially. Her physical skills were still exemplary from her time as the Emperor’s Hand, but her mental skills needed lots of practice. Which was why Master Yoda often sent her off to meditate by herself, while Luke learned rudimentary Force skills.
Stretching her stiff muscles, Mara pushed herself up and exited the hut to search for Luke and Master Yoda. She found them about fifty meters away, in a small clearing in view of the lake where they’d “landed” their X-wings. She suppressed a laugh, remembering the panic that emanated from Luke’s Force sense as they came into the planet completely blind. She’d managed to land her ship half on land, but Luke’s was fully in the water and looked to be sinking further into the water on a daily basis.
Mara stopped dead in her tracks, all coherent thought thrown out of her mind, as she took in Luke. He was wearing his combat pants and sleeveless shirt that did absolutely amazing things for his arms. His eyes were closed, with that serene look that always accompanied him stretching out into the Force. His lips were slightly parted and his chest heaved with slow, steady breaths while sweat dripped down his face.
She had to remind herself to breathe as she watched him. She’d always thought he was gorgeously handsome, but coming to Dagobah had done wonders for his physique. She smiled slyly, anticipating later in the night when she and Luke would be alone together.
Perhaps she’d take the opportunity to show Luke just how much Dagobah was improving her physique, as well.
* * * * *
Several hours later Luke and Mara entered their tent, which was set up close to their X-wings. They’d had an exhausting end to the day and she immediately collapsed onto the bedroll, all thoughts of impressing Luke with her physique forgotten. That was the problem with Jedi training, she found; it absolutely killed one’s libido.
Which was ironic, because she felt closer to Luke than ever before…not to mention that she wanted him more than ever before. And yet her muscles just did not want to move any more.
Thankfully, Luke seemed to have the same idea as he collapsed next to her, pulling her into a warm embrace. It was still pretty early local time, but they both fell asleep quickly.
Mara was awakened several hours later by a noise outside the tent—the distinctive hum of a lightsaber. Stretching out with the Force, she sensed Luke a few meters away. Figures he had to get the urge to train while she was asleep. Knowing she’d never be able to get back to sleep, she grabbed her lightsaber and went to join him.
Luke’s eyes were closed once again in that familiar aura of concentration. Gods, he looked incredibly gorgeous…and suddenly Mara was no longer upset that Luke had woken her up. She was no longer tired, and they were alone…
Luke snapped his eyes open, a concerned look taking over his face. “Oh shavit, Mara. I’m sorry. I thought I was far enough away that you wouldn’t—”
She stepped forward quickly, cutting him off with a finger to his lips. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.”
“But—”
She kissed him deeply, wrapping a hand behind his neck to keep him from protesting, not that he’d want to, not after she started sucking on his tongue. After several long moments, she pulled away with a playful smirk. “Now do you believe me?”
Luke smiled at her, a bit dopily. “Okay.”
“Good. Now, tell me why you’re out here in the middle of the night.”
Luke sighed. “I was working on that move Master Yoda had me practicing earlier.”
“The one where you cut that bar in pieces?”
“Yeah. Or tried to cut it in pieces is more like it.”
Mara gave him a sympathetic look. He was right; he hadn’t been very good at it. His reflexes were fast, even better than hers, but he wasn’t getting the hang of the skill for some reason. Thankfully, Mara had a good idea why. “Well, let’s see.”
“Um, okay.” Luke held out the bar. “Can you lift it for me?”
“Sure.” Nodding, Mara waited until Luke got into position. “Close your eyes.”
He did so. Mara turned way for a moment, taking a deep breath to clear her mind of the naughty thoughts developing at the serene look on Luke’s face. After a moment she turned back and lifted the bar several centimeters above Luke’s head.
He immediately ignited his lightsaber, the snap-hiss reverberating throughout the swamp. His next moves were lightning fast and Mara again found herself breathless while watching him. But, despite his strength in the Force, he failed the task. The bar fell in one piece to the ground.
Luke kicked it impatiently and began pacing around. “What am I doing wrong?”
Mara smiled at his almost-whine. Every once and awhile she’d get a glimpse of that reckless boy he’d been on Tatooine. She often wondered what she would’ve thought of him, had she met him back then. She probably wouldn’t have thought much of him. She’d been so full of herself when she was the Emperor’s Hand, before she learned the truth about her former master.
Mara bit her lip. “You really want to know why you keep failing?”
Luke looked to her, a slightly surprised expression on his face. “You know?”
Mara nodded. “You’re supposed to keep the bar in place while you slice it.”
Luke scoffed at her suggestion. “That kind of defeats the point of testing my reflexes.”
“It’s a test of your split concentration.”
“That’s not what Master Yoda said.”
“Because he wanted to see if you could figure it out for yourself.”
Luke sighed again, lowering himself to a nearby log. “And once again, I couldn’t.” Mara kicked him hard in the shin. “Hey! What was that for?”
“To stop you from getting all mopey. Who cares if you thought of it or not? The point is that you learn. You’re far from being a Jedi Master, Luke. If you get upset every time you don’t master a skill right away, this is going to be a very long training period. And I’ll have to go find some other Jedi to satisfy my needs.”
Luke dipped his head in a sheepish manner. “I guess you’re right.”
“I always am.”
Luke pushed himself up and grabbed the bar from the ground. Stepping close to her, he placed it in her outstretched palm. “But I don’t think you could find any other Jedi who satisfies your needs as much as I do,” he whispered into her ear, causing her to shiver with delight.
She met his gaze head-on. “Is that so?”
Luke looked her up and down, desire glinting in his eyes. “Yeah.” Cupping a breast, he gave her a quick but passionate kiss, then stepped back and closed his eyes. Mara stared at him blankly for a moment, wondering what the hell he was playing at. Then she glanced down at the bar in her hand.
Oh.
Well, this would be a test of split concentration on both their parts then.
She waited a few seconds, then lifted the bar in front of him as she had before. But this time, she felt Luke reach out and hold it in place before igniting his lightsaber. His moves were just as quick as before, even with his split concentration. Mara grinned in appreciation as the bar fell to the ground in several pieces.
He shut off his lightsaber, panting heavily from exertion. One day he’d be able use the Force that way without breaking a sweat, but for now these skills were hard for him to master.
That didn’t mean he didn’t look ridiculously hot while doing so, though.
As if he caught her stray thought, which she was now certain he had, Luke closed in on Mara until they were only centimeters apart. “Nice lightsaber action,” she said boldly.
“Thanks. You want to try?”
Mara shook her head slowly, closing the distance between her and Luke. Her right hand snaked in between them to rest on Luke’s hardening bulge. “I see something else I’d rather try.”
Luke’s eyes darkened with lust but he still glanced back toward Master Yoda’s hut. “Here?”
“What, you think I’m gonna go the entire length of Jedi training without kriffing you? That’s enough to make someone go to the Dark Side.”
Luke smiled at her quip. “I dunno. I think the way your breasts look in that one sports bra you wear is enough to make someone go to the Dark Side.”
“What, you mean this bra?” In one swift movement Mara tore off her shirt and tossed it aside. Luke gaped at her and reached out a finger to run over her ample cleavage.
He swallowed hard. “Yeah. That bra.” He dipped a finger between her breasts, causing both of them to groan.
Mara would never admit it to him, but she often wore that bra, even though it was highly uncomfortable because of how small it was, just to drive him to distraction while training. After all, he needed to master the skill of split concentration…
And she wanted to get him back for having the most gorgeous arms in the galaxy.
Not to mention the most gorgeous ass, the most gorgeous face, the most gorgeous…
Unable to contain herself any longer, she practically jumped into Luke’s arms, plundering his mouth while raking her fingers in his hair. He returned her kiss with just as much ferver and stumbled back into a large tree, shifting Mara’s weight to hold her firmly around his waist. He was already hard as a rock and she longed to feel him inside her. It had been much too long.
Groaning in anticipation, Mara tore off Luke’s shirt, running her fingers over his strong, firm muscles. Yes, Dagobah had done him very well so far. Her fingers moved down his arms to his backside. She gave a little pinch and Luke jumped, pulling away from her mouth to smile teasingly at her. “Bad girl.”
“You like it.”
“I do,” he growled, setting her down and spinning her around so her back was against the tree. He lifted her arms so he could remove her bra, then stared at her bare breasts, which were heaving in passion. “But I like this more,” he whispered, leaning down to take one pert nipple in his lips. Mara gasped in pleasure and grabbed his hair, pressing him closer to her chest.
“Oh, Luke,” she moaned, which only served to spur him on even more as he took the other nipple in his lips. His tongue and mouth felt so good on her and she almost never wanted him to stop.
But she needed other things even more, so she reluctantly pushed him away before pulling him into another feverish kiss.
“I want you so bad,” he moaned against her lips, their kiss growing hotter and wetter with every second. “You have no idea.”
He thrust against her and Mara gasped. “Oh, I think I do,” she reached out to palm his erection, then hooked a leg around his waist, grinding against him seductively. “I want you just as bad.”
“Kriff, Mara…”
“That’s the idea.”
He pulled back and grinned. “Force I love you so much.”
Mara smiled back and caressed his cheek. “Love you too, Farmboy.”
Luke pulled her into his arms and stumbled over to an area of the swamp that was relatively level, without any branches or roots to get in the way of their lovemaking. He laid her down gently, and Mara was once again amazed at how quickly Luke could alternate between looking as if he wanted to ravish her to worshiping her like a queen. It fit him well, as he often shifted from being a responsible leader and Jedi-in-training in the Alliance, to being a reckless farmboy who just wanted to fly fast and get caught up in adventure.
He was a complex person, and yet things with him were so simple. Perhaps that was why Mara felt so comfortable with him from the moment she met him, even though she had every reason to dislike him at the time.
Mara didn’t have time to ruminate on such deep feelings as Luke quickly began divesting her of the rest of her clothing. Within seconds she was stark naked, growing sweaty and muddy in the Dagobah swamp but she didn’t care one bit. How could she, when Luke proceeded to fondle her breasts while running his tongue up and down her slit, torturing her until she began writhing underneath him?
She cupped his face, forcing him to look at her, and almost swallowed her tongue at the lust in his eyes. “Stop teasing.”
He didn’t respond, just delved back into the folds and stuck his tongue far inside her. Mara groaned in pleasure and thrust against him. “More…”
He obliged, as he always did, moving a hand from her breast to cup her mound, fingers finding her clit and rubbing slowly. She groaned some more, loving the sensations of him inside and around her sex. She could feel her orgasm growing already and was once again amazed at how much better sex felt with someone she truly cared about. She had to stop herself from coming too fast, and judging from the unwilling conversations she’d been forced into participating in by Kasan, that sort of thing didn’t happen to women very often.
But then again, not many of them had a boyfriend who made her feel so loved, so cherished, and could do such amazingly wonderful things with his tongue…
“Luke!” she cried as the feelings overwhelmed her and she orgasmed, convulsing in pleasurable fits. She reached out with the hand that wasn’t caressing her breast to take his free hand, squeezing it until the waves had passed. Luke continued lapping her up until she was finished, calming her and sending feelings of love through the Force.
After several moments he drew up next to her, kissing her temples and cheeks as he rested next to her. “See?” he whispered in her ear. “I can split my concentration very well.”
“How so?” she murmured, still somewhat out of it from her orgasm.
“I can use my fingers and my tongue at the same time.”
Mara burst out laughing, still amazed at how innocent he could sound while saying and doing such decidedly non-innocent things. Chalk that up to another thing she loved about him. Shaking her head, she pulled his face to her and kissed him gently on the lips. “Yes you can. Why don’t I reward you for doing so well?”
“Okay—”
She was on him in an instant, rolling on top of him and making quick work of the snaps on his pants. Soon she had them and the rest of his attire off, until he was as bare as she was. She ran her eyes over him appreciatively before jumping back on top of him. His erection was hot against her thigh and she moaned, needing him inside her so badly that she thought she would burst.
Luke apparently had the same idea because he rolled her over and dove into her in one swift motion, not wasting any time on foreplay. They grunted in mutual satisfaction as he thrust all the way inside of her, pausing for a moment to revel in the sensation, then pulling out again, teasing her with the tip of his cock before plunging in again. “You feel so good,” he panted, moving a hand to squeeze her breast.
She thrust against him, demanding more of his cock inside her and his hand on her tits. “So do you. Did I ever tell you that you have a magnificent dick?”
“No. Did I ever tell you that you have a magnificent everything?”
Mara smiled against his lips. “Yes, but say it again.”
“You have a magnificent everything,” he breathed into her ear, slowing down his thrusts to painful torment. “I love everything about you,” his cocked teased tormentingly at her entrance… “I can’t imagine my life without you in it,” he pushed inside her just slightly, swiveling his hips, causing her eyes to roll back into her head… “I can feel you through the Force more than ever and it makes my skin tingle, I want to ravish you every moment I lay eyes on you and I can’t imagine a more perfect woman,” he pushed his cock slowly into her, Mara thrust up her hips to pull him deeper.
When he was completely inside her again he paused one more, leaning his forehead against hers and staring deep into her eyes. “Can you feel it?”
“I do,” she responded, moaning in pleasure as the Force began to swirl around them, combining their essences until it was as if they were one being. She could feel Luke’s pleasure, the sensation of his dick buried deep inside her, one of her hands caressing his ass and the other running through his hair. It was an odd feeling, one she’d never felt before, as she’d never had sex with another Force sensitive. She knew that Luke had never felt something like this either, as all his experience had been with an old girlfriend back on Tatooine who was most definitely not Force sensitive.
This was something special, something only for them.
“I love you.”
She caught his lips, running her tongue along the seam. “I love you too…but can we get on with the kriffing now?” she responded, grinding her hips against him.
He smiled, a mischievous smile that she had grown to anticipate, knowing what came after. “Hell yes.”
He didn’t disappoint, thrusting harder, knowing that Mara could keep up with anything he gave her and she did, meeting every thrust and hooking a leg around his waist to take him in deeper. He groaned and held her leg up higher into the air; he had learned over their time together to appreciate her dancer’s flexibility. Their moans grew more fervent, mixing into the sounds of the wildlife as they drove each other to orgasm, the Force blistering with light around them, melding them together in mind, body, and spirit.
And then it was too much, and as Luke gave one more powerful thrust he exploded into her womanly core, shouting out his pleasure just as Mara threw her head back, her sex convulsing around his cock. They slowed their movements until their pleasure died down and then they both collapsed breathless and boneless against the wet, swampy ground.
“Damn,” Luke finally said, once he’d regained the ability to think. “I think I really like this Jedi training.”
“Me too,” Mara replied, pulling him close to her and suckling on his ear for a moment. “I’m glad you convinced me to come.”
Luke glanced down at her vagina, a smug look coming to his face.
“To Dagobah,” she clarified, pulling his head up and swatting his ass playfully.
Luke smiled. “I’m glad you came.”
“I bet you are.”
Now Luke was the one to swat her ass, and pulled her into a warm kiss. “To Dagobah,” he whispered when they pulled apart.
They held each other for a long while, content to enjoy the sensation of being in each other’s arms while basking in post-coital bliss. It was one of those moments when Mara wondered why the old Jedi Order had prohibited these kinds of relationships. Master Yoda had already clarified that it was up to the new Jedi to decide if such a restriction was still relevant in today’s times.
Holding Luke against her, feeling his immense power in the Force and ruminating on how he gave her the strength and courage to meet every challenge head-on, she couldn’t imagine anything else.
Smiling in satisfaction, she sensed Luke began to drift to sleep next to her. She poked him with her foot until he roused. “What do you want, woman? Haven’t you had enough?”
She raised an eyebrow at him, but decided to let that comment slide for the time being. “I’d’ve thought that you’d want me never to have enough of you. But no. I just thought it’d be better if we collected our belongings and moved back to our tent.”
“Why?” Luke whined. “I’m comfortable here.”
“I’m sure you are, Farmboy. But I’m imagining Master Yoda’s expression when he finds us here tomorrow morning, butt-naked and covered in mud, and no longer has to wonder why we aren’t yet ready for the day’s training.”
Luke’s eyes snapped open, widening in both amusement and mortification as her words registered. “Um, yeah. That would be embarrassing.”
“You think?” Smiling, Mara pushed herself up and reached out a hand to Luke. They collected their clothes and dressed in silence. Before they headed back to the tent, Mara jumped on his back. He caught her with a loud oof.
“What would you do without me?” Mara whispered, biting his ear playfully.
“Well, I wouldn’t be having sex on Dagobah, that’s for sure.”
Mara swatted him upside the head. “Nerf. Come on, let’s go back to the tent.”
“Ugh, why do I have to carry you?”
Mara shrugged. “You carry Master Yoda on your back all the time; why not me?”
“You weigh considerably more than he does, Mara.”
She gasped and smacked him again. “You’re lucky I already kriffed you, because after that comment you won’t be getting laid for a long while!”
“Uh-huh, whatever you say Mara.”
She kicked his ass. “I swear! You won’t!”
“Sure. I’ll remember that next time you start drooling while watching me train. Maybe I’ll go shirtless next time, so you can get as good a view of my chest as you do of my—what did you refer to them?—oh, right, the most gorgeous arms in the galaxy.”
“Why, you son of a schutta!”
Author: JediMara77
Timeframe: during Night Must Fall
Rating: NC-17
Summary: AU missing scene - what if Mara had gone to Dagobah with Luke to train?
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, although I really wish I owned Jedi-in-Training!Luke.
A/N: This is a "shine" of my OT AU fic Night Must Fall which can be found on TFN. This is an AU of my AU in which Mara decides to go to Dagobah with Luke to train with Yoda. It came about as ginchy and I were discussing the amazingly hot deleted scene called "Yoda's Test" from the new Blu Rays. After watching it several times, I said "Damn, that scene almost makes me wish I'd sent Mara to Dagobah with Luke after all, so they could have some hot, sweaty swamp smut!" ginchy replied "Man, me too. You could always AU 'shine it... Just sayin'..."
This is the result. I blame ginchy for everything.
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Mara opened her eyes slowly, blinking to try to adjust to low light in Yoda’s hut. Night must’ve fallen since she went into meditation, which meant she’d been at it for several hours now. She never once thought that she’d be able to meditate like that.
But then again, she never thought she’d one day be training as a Jedi. She’d initially said no to Luke’s offer to train with him, but when she’d gone to say good-bye to him on Home One, something switched in her mind and she couldn’t watch him leave. She’d hastily transmitted her request to leave and mere hours later her X-wing joined Luke’s on the trip to Dagobah.
It’d been a week since they’d arrived and already she felt as if her skills were improving exponentially. Her physical skills were still exemplary from her time as the Emperor’s Hand, but her mental skills needed lots of practice. Which was why Master Yoda often sent her off to meditate by herself, while Luke learned rudimentary Force skills.
Stretching her stiff muscles, Mara pushed herself up and exited the hut to search for Luke and Master Yoda. She found them about fifty meters away, in a small clearing in view of the lake where they’d “landed” their X-wings. She suppressed a laugh, remembering the panic that emanated from Luke’s Force sense as they came into the planet completely blind. She’d managed to land her ship half on land, but Luke’s was fully in the water and looked to be sinking further into the water on a daily basis.
Mara stopped dead in her tracks, all coherent thought thrown out of her mind, as she took in Luke. He was wearing his combat pants and sleeveless shirt that did absolutely amazing things for his arms. His eyes were closed, with that serene look that always accompanied him stretching out into the Force. His lips were slightly parted and his chest heaved with slow, steady breaths while sweat dripped down his face.
She had to remind herself to breathe as she watched him. She’d always thought he was gorgeously handsome, but coming to Dagobah had done wonders for his physique. She smiled slyly, anticipating later in the night when she and Luke would be alone together.
Perhaps she’d take the opportunity to show Luke just how much Dagobah was improving her physique, as well.
* * * * *
Several hours later Luke and Mara entered their tent, which was set up close to their X-wings. They’d had an exhausting end to the day and she immediately collapsed onto the bedroll, all thoughts of impressing Luke with her physique forgotten. That was the problem with Jedi training, she found; it absolutely killed one’s libido.
Which was ironic, because she felt closer to Luke than ever before…not to mention that she wanted him more than ever before. And yet her muscles just did not want to move any more.
Thankfully, Luke seemed to have the same idea as he collapsed next to her, pulling her into a warm embrace. It was still pretty early local time, but they both fell asleep quickly.
Mara was awakened several hours later by a noise outside the tent—the distinctive hum of a lightsaber. Stretching out with the Force, she sensed Luke a few meters away. Figures he had to get the urge to train while she was asleep. Knowing she’d never be able to get back to sleep, she grabbed her lightsaber and went to join him.
Luke’s eyes were closed once again in that familiar aura of concentration. Gods, he looked incredibly gorgeous…and suddenly Mara was no longer upset that Luke had woken her up. She was no longer tired, and they were alone…
Luke snapped his eyes open, a concerned look taking over his face. “Oh shavit, Mara. I’m sorry. I thought I was far enough away that you wouldn’t—”
She stepped forward quickly, cutting him off with a finger to his lips. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.”
“But—”
She kissed him deeply, wrapping a hand behind his neck to keep him from protesting, not that he’d want to, not after she started sucking on his tongue. After several long moments, she pulled away with a playful smirk. “Now do you believe me?”
Luke smiled at her, a bit dopily. “Okay.”
“Good. Now, tell me why you’re out here in the middle of the night.”
Luke sighed. “I was working on that move Master Yoda had me practicing earlier.”
“The one where you cut that bar in pieces?”
“Yeah. Or tried to cut it in pieces is more like it.”
Mara gave him a sympathetic look. He was right; he hadn’t been very good at it. His reflexes were fast, even better than hers, but he wasn’t getting the hang of the skill for some reason. Thankfully, Mara had a good idea why. “Well, let’s see.”
“Um, okay.” Luke held out the bar. “Can you lift it for me?”
“Sure.” Nodding, Mara waited until Luke got into position. “Close your eyes.”
He did so. Mara turned way for a moment, taking a deep breath to clear her mind of the naughty thoughts developing at the serene look on Luke’s face. After a moment she turned back and lifted the bar several centimeters above Luke’s head.
He immediately ignited his lightsaber, the snap-hiss reverberating throughout the swamp. His next moves were lightning fast and Mara again found herself breathless while watching him. But, despite his strength in the Force, he failed the task. The bar fell in one piece to the ground.
Luke kicked it impatiently and began pacing around. “What am I doing wrong?”
Mara smiled at his almost-whine. Every once and awhile she’d get a glimpse of that reckless boy he’d been on Tatooine. She often wondered what she would’ve thought of him, had she met him back then. She probably wouldn’t have thought much of him. She’d been so full of herself when she was the Emperor’s Hand, before she learned the truth about her former master.
Mara bit her lip. “You really want to know why you keep failing?”
Luke looked to her, a slightly surprised expression on his face. “You know?”
Mara nodded. “You’re supposed to keep the bar in place while you slice it.”
Luke scoffed at her suggestion. “That kind of defeats the point of testing my reflexes.”
“It’s a test of your split concentration.”
“That’s not what Master Yoda said.”
“Because he wanted to see if you could figure it out for yourself.”
Luke sighed again, lowering himself to a nearby log. “And once again, I couldn’t.” Mara kicked him hard in the shin. “Hey! What was that for?”
“To stop you from getting all mopey. Who cares if you thought of it or not? The point is that you learn. You’re far from being a Jedi Master, Luke. If you get upset every time you don’t master a skill right away, this is going to be a very long training period. And I’ll have to go find some other Jedi to satisfy my needs.”
Luke dipped his head in a sheepish manner. “I guess you’re right.”
“I always am.”
Luke pushed himself up and grabbed the bar from the ground. Stepping close to her, he placed it in her outstretched palm. “But I don’t think you could find any other Jedi who satisfies your needs as much as I do,” he whispered into her ear, causing her to shiver with delight.
She met his gaze head-on. “Is that so?”
Luke looked her up and down, desire glinting in his eyes. “Yeah.” Cupping a breast, he gave her a quick but passionate kiss, then stepped back and closed his eyes. Mara stared at him blankly for a moment, wondering what the hell he was playing at. Then she glanced down at the bar in her hand.
Oh.
Well, this would be a test of split concentration on both their parts then.
She waited a few seconds, then lifted the bar in front of him as she had before. But this time, she felt Luke reach out and hold it in place before igniting his lightsaber. His moves were just as quick as before, even with his split concentration. Mara grinned in appreciation as the bar fell to the ground in several pieces.
He shut off his lightsaber, panting heavily from exertion. One day he’d be able use the Force that way without breaking a sweat, but for now these skills were hard for him to master.
That didn’t mean he didn’t look ridiculously hot while doing so, though.
As if he caught her stray thought, which she was now certain he had, Luke closed in on Mara until they were only centimeters apart. “Nice lightsaber action,” she said boldly.
“Thanks. You want to try?”
Mara shook her head slowly, closing the distance between her and Luke. Her right hand snaked in between them to rest on Luke’s hardening bulge. “I see something else I’d rather try.”
Luke’s eyes darkened with lust but he still glanced back toward Master Yoda’s hut. “Here?”
“What, you think I’m gonna go the entire length of Jedi training without kriffing you? That’s enough to make someone go to the Dark Side.”
Luke smiled at her quip. “I dunno. I think the way your breasts look in that one sports bra you wear is enough to make someone go to the Dark Side.”
“What, you mean this bra?” In one swift movement Mara tore off her shirt and tossed it aside. Luke gaped at her and reached out a finger to run over her ample cleavage.
He swallowed hard. “Yeah. That bra.” He dipped a finger between her breasts, causing both of them to groan.
Mara would never admit it to him, but she often wore that bra, even though it was highly uncomfortable because of how small it was, just to drive him to distraction while training. After all, he needed to master the skill of split concentration…
And she wanted to get him back for having the most gorgeous arms in the galaxy.
Not to mention the most gorgeous ass, the most gorgeous face, the most gorgeous…
Unable to contain herself any longer, she practically jumped into Luke’s arms, plundering his mouth while raking her fingers in his hair. He returned her kiss with just as much ferver and stumbled back into a large tree, shifting Mara’s weight to hold her firmly around his waist. He was already hard as a rock and she longed to feel him inside her. It had been much too long.
Groaning in anticipation, Mara tore off Luke’s shirt, running her fingers over his strong, firm muscles. Yes, Dagobah had done him very well so far. Her fingers moved down his arms to his backside. She gave a little pinch and Luke jumped, pulling away from her mouth to smile teasingly at her. “Bad girl.”
“You like it.”
“I do,” he growled, setting her down and spinning her around so her back was against the tree. He lifted her arms so he could remove her bra, then stared at her bare breasts, which were heaving in passion. “But I like this more,” he whispered, leaning down to take one pert nipple in his lips. Mara gasped in pleasure and grabbed his hair, pressing him closer to her chest.
“Oh, Luke,” she moaned, which only served to spur him on even more as he took the other nipple in his lips. His tongue and mouth felt so good on her and she almost never wanted him to stop.
But she needed other things even more, so she reluctantly pushed him away before pulling him into another feverish kiss.
“I want you so bad,” he moaned against her lips, their kiss growing hotter and wetter with every second. “You have no idea.”
He thrust against her and Mara gasped. “Oh, I think I do,” she reached out to palm his erection, then hooked a leg around his waist, grinding against him seductively. “I want you just as bad.”
“Kriff, Mara…”
“That’s the idea.”
He pulled back and grinned. “Force I love you so much.”
Mara smiled back and caressed his cheek. “Love you too, Farmboy.”
Luke pulled her into his arms and stumbled over to an area of the swamp that was relatively level, without any branches or roots to get in the way of their lovemaking. He laid her down gently, and Mara was once again amazed at how quickly Luke could alternate between looking as if he wanted to ravish her to worshiping her like a queen. It fit him well, as he often shifted from being a responsible leader and Jedi-in-training in the Alliance, to being a reckless farmboy who just wanted to fly fast and get caught up in adventure.
He was a complex person, and yet things with him were so simple. Perhaps that was why Mara felt so comfortable with him from the moment she met him, even though she had every reason to dislike him at the time.
Mara didn’t have time to ruminate on such deep feelings as Luke quickly began divesting her of the rest of her clothing. Within seconds she was stark naked, growing sweaty and muddy in the Dagobah swamp but she didn’t care one bit. How could she, when Luke proceeded to fondle her breasts while running his tongue up and down her slit, torturing her until she began writhing underneath him?
She cupped his face, forcing him to look at her, and almost swallowed her tongue at the lust in his eyes. “Stop teasing.”
He didn’t respond, just delved back into the folds and stuck his tongue far inside her. Mara groaned in pleasure and thrust against him. “More…”
He obliged, as he always did, moving a hand from her breast to cup her mound, fingers finding her clit and rubbing slowly. She groaned some more, loving the sensations of him inside and around her sex. She could feel her orgasm growing already and was once again amazed at how much better sex felt with someone she truly cared about. She had to stop herself from coming too fast, and judging from the unwilling conversations she’d been forced into participating in by Kasan, that sort of thing didn’t happen to women very often.
But then again, not many of them had a boyfriend who made her feel so loved, so cherished, and could do such amazingly wonderful things with his tongue…
“Luke!” she cried as the feelings overwhelmed her and she orgasmed, convulsing in pleasurable fits. She reached out with the hand that wasn’t caressing her breast to take his free hand, squeezing it until the waves had passed. Luke continued lapping her up until she was finished, calming her and sending feelings of love through the Force.
After several moments he drew up next to her, kissing her temples and cheeks as he rested next to her. “See?” he whispered in her ear. “I can split my concentration very well.”
“How so?” she murmured, still somewhat out of it from her orgasm.
“I can use my fingers and my tongue at the same time.”
Mara burst out laughing, still amazed at how innocent he could sound while saying and doing such decidedly non-innocent things. Chalk that up to another thing she loved about him. Shaking her head, she pulled his face to her and kissed him gently on the lips. “Yes you can. Why don’t I reward you for doing so well?”
“Okay—”
She was on him in an instant, rolling on top of him and making quick work of the snaps on his pants. Soon she had them and the rest of his attire off, until he was as bare as she was. She ran her eyes over him appreciatively before jumping back on top of him. His erection was hot against her thigh and she moaned, needing him inside her so badly that she thought she would burst.
Luke apparently had the same idea because he rolled her over and dove into her in one swift motion, not wasting any time on foreplay. They grunted in mutual satisfaction as he thrust all the way inside of her, pausing for a moment to revel in the sensation, then pulling out again, teasing her with the tip of his cock before plunging in again. “You feel so good,” he panted, moving a hand to squeeze her breast.
She thrust against him, demanding more of his cock inside her and his hand on her tits. “So do you. Did I ever tell you that you have a magnificent dick?”
“No. Did I ever tell you that you have a magnificent everything?”
Mara smiled against his lips. “Yes, but say it again.”
“You have a magnificent everything,” he breathed into her ear, slowing down his thrusts to painful torment. “I love everything about you,” his cocked teased tormentingly at her entrance… “I can’t imagine my life without you in it,” he pushed inside her just slightly, swiveling his hips, causing her eyes to roll back into her head… “I can feel you through the Force more than ever and it makes my skin tingle, I want to ravish you every moment I lay eyes on you and I can’t imagine a more perfect woman,” he pushed his cock slowly into her, Mara thrust up her hips to pull him deeper.
When he was completely inside her again he paused one more, leaning his forehead against hers and staring deep into her eyes. “Can you feel it?”
“I do,” she responded, moaning in pleasure as the Force began to swirl around them, combining their essences until it was as if they were one being. She could feel Luke’s pleasure, the sensation of his dick buried deep inside her, one of her hands caressing his ass and the other running through his hair. It was an odd feeling, one she’d never felt before, as she’d never had sex with another Force sensitive. She knew that Luke had never felt something like this either, as all his experience had been with an old girlfriend back on Tatooine who was most definitely not Force sensitive.
This was something special, something only for them.
“I love you.”
She caught his lips, running her tongue along the seam. “I love you too…but can we get on with the kriffing now?” she responded, grinding her hips against him.
He smiled, a mischievous smile that she had grown to anticipate, knowing what came after. “Hell yes.”
He didn’t disappoint, thrusting harder, knowing that Mara could keep up with anything he gave her and she did, meeting every thrust and hooking a leg around his waist to take him in deeper. He groaned and held her leg up higher into the air; he had learned over their time together to appreciate her dancer’s flexibility. Their moans grew more fervent, mixing into the sounds of the wildlife as they drove each other to orgasm, the Force blistering with light around them, melding them together in mind, body, and spirit.
And then it was too much, and as Luke gave one more powerful thrust he exploded into her womanly core, shouting out his pleasure just as Mara threw her head back, her sex convulsing around his cock. They slowed their movements until their pleasure died down and then they both collapsed breathless and boneless against the wet, swampy ground.
“Damn,” Luke finally said, once he’d regained the ability to think. “I think I really like this Jedi training.”
“Me too,” Mara replied, pulling him close to her and suckling on his ear for a moment. “I’m glad you convinced me to come.”
Luke glanced down at her vagina, a smug look coming to his face.
“To Dagobah,” she clarified, pulling his head up and swatting his ass playfully.
Luke smiled. “I’m glad you came.”
“I bet you are.”
Now Luke was the one to swat her ass, and pulled her into a warm kiss. “To Dagobah,” he whispered when they pulled apart.
They held each other for a long while, content to enjoy the sensation of being in each other’s arms while basking in post-coital bliss. It was one of those moments when Mara wondered why the old Jedi Order had prohibited these kinds of relationships. Master Yoda had already clarified that it was up to the new Jedi to decide if such a restriction was still relevant in today’s times.
Holding Luke against her, feeling his immense power in the Force and ruminating on how he gave her the strength and courage to meet every challenge head-on, she couldn’t imagine anything else.
Smiling in satisfaction, she sensed Luke began to drift to sleep next to her. She poked him with her foot until he roused. “What do you want, woman? Haven’t you had enough?”
She raised an eyebrow at him, but decided to let that comment slide for the time being. “I’d’ve thought that you’d want me never to have enough of you. But no. I just thought it’d be better if we collected our belongings and moved back to our tent.”
“Why?” Luke whined. “I’m comfortable here.”
“I’m sure you are, Farmboy. But I’m imagining Master Yoda’s expression when he finds us here tomorrow morning, butt-naked and covered in mud, and no longer has to wonder why we aren’t yet ready for the day’s training.”
Luke’s eyes snapped open, widening in both amusement and mortification as her words registered. “Um, yeah. That would be embarrassing.”
“You think?” Smiling, Mara pushed herself up and reached out a hand to Luke. They collected their clothes and dressed in silence. Before they headed back to the tent, Mara jumped on his back. He caught her with a loud oof.
“What would you do without me?” Mara whispered, biting his ear playfully.
“Well, I wouldn’t be having sex on Dagobah, that’s for sure.”
Mara swatted him upside the head. “Nerf. Come on, let’s go back to the tent.”
“Ugh, why do I have to carry you?”
Mara shrugged. “You carry Master Yoda on your back all the time; why not me?”
“You weigh considerably more than he does, Mara.”
She gasped and smacked him again. “You’re lucky I already kriffed you, because after that comment you won’t be getting laid for a long while!”
“Uh-huh, whatever you say Mara.”
She kicked his ass. “I swear! You won’t!”
“Sure. I’ll remember that next time you start drooling while watching me train. Maybe I’ll go shirtless next time, so you can get as good a view of my chest as you do of my—what did you refer to them?—oh, right, the most gorgeous arms in the galaxy.”
“Why, you son of a schutta!”
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Date: 2011-12-17 03:39 am (UTC)And I love this fic. Like, a lot.
Rawr!!!!