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Stormbreak	By : dantanaskywalker Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 3070 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kyp Durron had never been known as a restrained man. The past few months had been torture of his own making. He'd given in to his love and desire for Jaina Solo, was amazed that she'd returned the sentiment so readily, but it also scared him. The depth of his need for her had the potential to be overwhelming, and he didn't want to hurt her.

She, however, was apparently not satisfied with how he'd approached the private aspects of their relationship. It surprised him more than a little, because he'd thought she wanted and needed that. During their duel, she'd told him in no uncertain terms that she needed more from him. If that's what she wanted, well, he would give it to her. He just hoped that she didn't change her mind once she got it.

The door to her cabin barely slid shut behind them before Kyp caught her in his arms. He'd become so used to holding her gently that it actually took more self-control to make himself let go of that very same control. Kyp spun her in his arms and pushed her against the nearest flat surface, which happened to be the wall.

Most of their communication during their sparring session had been through the Force, and it was no different now. The press of his body against hers as he pinned her to the metal clearly thrilled her. The lips he loved kissing parted and her cheeks flushed, her brown eyes lighting with internal fire.

Her fingers pulled at his shirt. He caught them and raised her arms above her head, holding them with one hand. He bent his head and kissed her with everything he'd been holding back. She matched him hungrily, moaning against his mouth. Her hips bucked against him, her body letting him know in no uncertain terms that she wanted all of him, and now.

Still holding her captive with one hand, he used the other to shove her shirt up, exposing the pert, rounded breasts he'd once only fantasized about touching. He bent his head and swiped his tongue across one turgid, pink nipple and Jaina sucked in a breath, dropping her head back against the wall. She told him through her Force bond that this was precisely what she wanted. Then she projected an image of him taking her against the wall and Kyp's body responded instantly and almost violently, his erection springing to life with a swiftness that made him dizzy.

She took advantage of his momentary distraction to pull her hands free of his grip, and yanked her top off over her head. He pulled her away from the bulkhead with rough hands and just about flung her onto the bed, where she landed with a breathless laugh. He climbed almost predatorily onto the mattress, doffing his shirt in the process. Jaina rose on her knees and pressed her breasts to his chest, her hands finding the fly of his pants with practised hands. Those deft little fingers slid over his turgid length, trapped by the fabric of his pants, and his hips jerked towards her.

Jaina bit her lip and eyed him playfully, under dark lashes. Her lips were already swollen and he hadn't done anywhere near as much kissing as he intended. He raked his hands through her hair, pulling her in for a possessive, passionate melding of their mouths. He tipped her back on the bed and settled his full weight against her. His erection pressed against the crux of her thighs. She made a pleased sound and nipped his bottom lip.

Kyp slid his mouth down the length of her throat, his teeth scraping the tender skin over her collar bone. Her breasts simply needed to be worshipped and he did it lavishly, until she was gasping and moaning without reserve beneath him. Grinning, Kyp unfastened her pants and tugged them down her slim hips and trim thighs, dumping them on the floor. His manhood had escaped the confines of his own pants and Jaina eyed him eagerly, from where she lay against the pillows, flushed and tousled. He shed the last of the barriers between them and knelt between her splayed legs.

She crooked a finger at him and he bent over her, his fingers unerringly finding the sweet spot between her legs. He knew every inch of her by now, knew where to caress to make her weak with need. Normally, he was soft with his touch, but today, his fingers stroked firmly over her wet, eager flesh. She bowed off the bed with a wordless cry.

Maybe, he admitted to himself, it had been a mistake not to do it this way before. Jaina obviously needed passion, craved him ferociously, and while he'd been concerned that too much would hurt her, it was obvious to Kyp now that he needn't have worried. There was passion here, yes, but not the bad kind.

He slid two of his fingers into her waiting warmth, pistoning them slowly until she relaxed around him. His thumb circled her clitoris with almost bruising pressure and she rocked her hips up against his hand, making little whimpering sounds that drove him crazy.

Jaina protested when he withdrew his hand, but she didn't have long to mourn the loss. Kyp pulled her up, into his arms, and turned her so that her back pressed to his chest. He sucked at the side of her neck, his fingers assaulting her woman's flesh from a new angle.

She pushed back against his manhood and groaned. She needed him to stop teasing her, needed him to take her. She'd wanted passion and a little rough handling; Jaina hadn't realised that when the time came, she'd want him to be the master. The thought sent a shiver up her spine.

Please, she sent to him through the Force.

Kyp fisted his hand in her hair and bent her forward, 'til she braced her hands on the bed. She was dripping for him, which made it easy to shove his erection into her with one stroke. Jaina grunted and fisted her hands in the bedding, pushing back against him with a lift of her buttocks. He slid his hands from her waist to her breasts, squeezing them as he pumped his hips steadily against her.

"Oh, Force," Jaina breathed, the first thing she'd said since they'd left the sparring room. "Kyp."

He used his hands on her body to pull her upright, his arms strong as bands of steel around her. She moaned and leaned back against him, panting with desire. His lips were hot on her neck, his body a hard, irresistable wall behind her.

"Unnh. Yes." She reached up, to cup the back of his head. "Please."

This was fun, Kyp acknowledged, but he wanted to see her face. He needed to watch her beneath him. He stopped, pulled out, and Jaina moaned, "Nooo."

Kyp laughed. He flipped her to her back and bent her legs up, her ankles at his shoulders. She was flexible enough for it. Force, if they hadn't had an audience today, he would have taken her on the practise mat in the sparring room. He surged into her and she closed her eyes, sighing with pleasure as he buried himself as deep as he could go. When she opened those brown orbs, they were unfocused, pupils huge with desire.

He thrust in earnest now, unable to hold back any longer. Jaina cupped his face in her hands and gave him breathy, wordless encouragement. He dipped his head and kissed her. Tipping her head back, she let him suck at the pulse point at the corner of her jaw.

More, she demanded through their bond. Don't stop.

The faster he moved his hips, the faster became her breathing. He could feel she was almost there, the fastest he'd ever brought her over. She let out a high keening wail and convulsed suddenly around him, the orgasm robbing her of breath. Kyp finally let himself go, his own climax spilling hot within her.

Drenched with sweat and his arms trembling, Kyp didn't move for several long moments. Jaina was boneless beneath him, looking pleased as a well-fed nexu. She pulled his head down and kissed him slowly, tenderly.

"Was that what you wanted, Goddess?" he whispered against her mouth.

"Mmm. Perfect."

He withdrew and stretched out beside her, fingers trailing over her damp skin.

After a minute where she just concentrated on breathing, Jaina said, "Now that was the workout I really wanted."

Kyp laughed. He pulled her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I love you, Jaina."

She smiled and looked him in the eye. "I love you," she whispered back. "Don't ever feel you have to keep anything from me, okay? Not any part of you. And I'll do the same."

He sighed, suddenly feeling content. "Deal."
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