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The Taming of the Jedi	By : DMSandArica Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 35807 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Taming of the Jedi
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-Part 14
- 15-Part 15
- 16-Part 16
- 15
- 16
Disclaimer: I do
not own the Star Wars movie series, nor any of the
characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Part 16

Rating: NC-17

� black leather�piercing green eyes�

�I�ve been watching you.�

�shackles tightened�

�Now you are mine, Jedi.�

�harder�faster�churning in the hot, frantic whirlwind�

�Are you ready to kneel before me as your master?�

�warm juices�wet sex was rubbing�

�Please�my Lady.�

�long red hair undulated�closing the distance�sliding slowly�firm flesh�gentle
waves�warm, tight walls�

�What do you want, Jedi?�

want

�hot�

want

�flesh�

want

�now�

want

�PLEASE!� Luke shouted, sitting straight up in bed. Soaked in sweat, he
blinked in the unfamiliar darkness. Images thick with lust lingered like a fog,
filling his lungs and loins with a desperate need he�d not felt since his
captivity.

The haze cleared enough for him to remember that he was in his bedroom in the
temporary Rebel base. Falling back into the damp, tangled sheets, he focused on
slowing his breaths and waited for the throbbing in his groin to cease.

He had these dreams almost every night now - sometimes vague and sometimes
vivid, but he always woke up disoriented and aching for a touch just out of his
reach. He was drowning in exotic scents and smells with waves of pleasure
crashing over him again and again�or his muscles were screaming as blood
trickled down his arms from wrist restraints, pooling on the floor for Pet to
clean in the morning...

Luke shook it off and glanced at the chrono. The
Imperial delegation would be here in six hours. Still panting, he flung the
covers off and headed into the refresher.

* * *

The task of arranging a meeting between Imperial and Alliance parties proved
much more difficult in practice than Luke had anticipated in theory. Leia refused to allow an Imperial delegation anywhere near
the base on Ansion and had also argued against a
conference on Imperial territory. It had taken weeks of negotiation and planning,
but they eventually agreed to meet on neutral ground at the abandoned Rebel
base on Dantooine.

It was only to be a short meeting, a three-day conference to establish the
terms of a potential cease-fire, but Leia refused to
take any chances with the safely of Alliance personnel and had arranged for
security to be positioned throughout the base during the Imperial visit.

Luke made his way through the cool corridors and found Leia
in the wing that had been sectioned off as sleeping quarters for their guests.
The rooms were clean, furnished with basic amenities, and bugged.

�I�m sure they�ll bring equipment to sweep for surveillance devices,� Luke
said. �I think you�re wasting your time.�

�The council insisted,� Leia answered, turning
around. Her brow furrowed as he came to a stop in front of her. �You look
nervous.�

"I'm not a politician," he answered. "The only meetings I feel
comfortable with involve X-wings and battle strategies." Luke hoped the
levity in his voice would distract Leia from his
anxiety. It worked somewhat - at least, she smiled a little.

"Leave the negotiations to me and the General. You just keep an eye out
for any dark side tactics."

"I'm sure Lady Jade won't-"

Leia cut him off as her comlink
buzzed, announcing the approach of an incoming Imperial shuttle. Making their
way quickly to the hangar bay, Luke and Leia joined
General Rieekan and a small contingent of armed
guards as the shuttle glided forward to land gracefully.

He swallowed, fighting the urge to wipe his palms on his pants. It had been a
month since he had seen Mara and his eager anticipation contrasted the
tightly-controlled apprehension he sensed from his friends.

A duo of stormtroopers clattered down the landing
ramp first, taking positions at the foot of the ramp with their blasters held
at neutral. The party that descended next was not lead by Lady Jade, however,
but rather by the black-haired woman with white-blue who had sat across from
him at the conference table aboard the Avarice.

She approached with calm confidence and addressed Leia
directly, "Your Highness." She inclined her head in a gracious nod.
"I am Ambassador Elene Almeida. �Lady Jade sends
her deepest regrets, but she was unavoidably detained. I come here with
authority to speak on her behalf.�

Luke's gut sank to his feet and he exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he'd
been holding. Mara hadn't come. He felt Leia's
unspoken reproach even as she smiled tightly and returned the Ambassador's
greeting.

The Imperial delegation was small and comprised entirely of people he
recognized as being part of Mara's inner circle of advisors. Polite, obligatory
introductions were being concluded when a final figure descended the shuttle
ramp.

Dressed in a dark officer's uniform with her hair bound in a long braid, Pet
approached quickly and Luke kept his expression carefully neutral. Back
straight and head held high, she walked gracefully and carried herself with the
poise of a princess. Perhaps it was the natural lighting, but her eyes were
darker and her lips fuller than last he'd seen and his pulse quickened as she
came to stand beside the Ambassador.

Almeida rested her hand lightly on the younger girl's shoulder with a touch of
familiarity. "And this is Lady Jade's personal assistant, Pedrissa."

Pet bowed respectfully, stealing a quick glance in Luke's direction.

Leia nodded briefly in return. "If we're all
here, then, please follow me to the conference room."

* * *

Although General Rieekan out-ranked her, Leia slipped easily into the role of diplomat and quickly
took charge of the proceedings. The row of Imperials on the other side of the
table did not intimidate her in the least and she met their questions and
proposals point-for-point.

Through it all, Pet sat quietly typing into a small datapad.
Twice, she glanced up and caught Luke looking at her. She averted her eyes, but
not before a tint of pink rose on her cheeks.

Her presence here was surreal. Though she�d done nothing provocative, he had to
force images of her from his mind: her hair, damp with sweat, sticking to her
forehead and neck; her eyes bright and lips wet as she straddled him...

Damn. He struggled to concentrate on what Leia was
saying � something about a halt on weapons manufacturing. Pet was distracting
but, even more so, was Mara's glaring absence.

He turned back to the conversation in time to realize that they�d reached a
stalemate and Leia was rising from her chair. �Our
officers will show you to your quarters and there is a meal prepared in the
next room. We can resume in the morning, if that is acceptable.�

The Ambassador agreed that it was and motioned for her people to adjourn to the
dining area. Pet followed them slowly, glancing back over her shoulder in
Luke�s direction.

� � Luke?� Leia had appeared
at his elbow.

�What?�

�I asked if you were coming."

�I -� he answered, motioning for Pet to wait. �I need to speak with Pet - Pedrissa privately.�

Leia crinkled her brow in that half-frown he'd come
to know so well, but she joined General Rieekan on
the way to the dining area without question.

Pet hadn't moved and he crossed to her, asking in a low voice, "Can we
talk?"

She looked around. "Not here. Is there somewhere that is not being
monitored by your surveillance?"

So, they had noticed already.

"Sure." Nodding for her to follow, he led her to the only place he
knew would be safe - his quarters. After Leia's
disastrous discovery, he'd purchased and hidden a Detector Droid and swept his
rooms daily for bugs. He hated to be so suspicious of his colleagues, but he
hated the idea of being spied on even more.

Keying his door for entry, he stepped aside to allow Pet to enter and flicked
the lights on behind her. She looked taller than he remembered, standing there
beside his worn lounger, surrounded by plain walls. She took in the small room
with a glance and smiled lightly. "This is cozy."

"Nice of you to say," he answered. "But I know it's not what
you're used to."

"I'm very adaptable." Her smile shifted to a grin and, for the first
time, he saw a glimpse of the familiar, playful fire in her eyes.

Luke moistened his lips, which had suddenly gone dry. There was no reason to
dance around the question, so he just asked, "Why didn't she come?"

Pet answered simply, "I can't tell you - "

"What do you mean you can't tell me?" Luke interrupted, allowing
surprise and irritation to reflect in his voice.

"Let me finish. I can't tell you," she started toward him slowly,
"until I've given you your gift. My Lady was very clear about
this."

Pet had closed the distance and looked up at him with only a hand width between
them. She smelled spicy, like the fragrances Mara burned in her bedchambers,
and he felt his body starting to respond to the familiar scent.

She stood there, as if she knew exactly what effect she was having on him, and
when she touched the front of his shirt, he jerked.

�What gift?� he asked hoarsely.

For a moment, her hands lingered on his chest, rubbing the fabric between her
fingers. He�d worn the closest thing he had to a Jedi tunic for the occasion
and she explored the creases of wool experimentally.

Tilting her head up, she locked on to his gaze and stepped back, reaching for
her collar. Never taking her eyes from his, she unfastened the clasp and slowly
peeled the front flap away, shrugging out of the uniform top and tossing it
aside. Her breasts were barely contained in a black undergarment and she shed
it as well, seeming to breathe a sigh of relief when she was rid of the
restrictive device.

Moving faster with momentum, she loosened her boots and unclasped her trousers,
pushing them and her underwear down over her hips and to the floor. Kicking
them aside, she reached for her hair, displaying her womanly curves even more
as she unwound her braid and splayed her loose, dark hair over her shoulders.

Luke�s mouth had gone dry and his entire body thrummed with desire as she
approached him again, this time leaving no distance between them.

�This gift,� she whispered, rising up on her toes to kiss him.

Her lips met his, brushing them lightly and he froze, teetering on the brink of
desire. All the confusion, all the worry, all the loneliness of the past few
weeks faded in his mind, leaving nothing but this girl and her familiar taste
and warm body pressed against his.

Her Pet.

His Pet.

And with that thought, he abandoned all others and
wrapped her in his arms, crushing her against him, devouring her in a hungry,
desperate kiss.

She returned his fervor, pressing close as he clutched her hair, tangling his
hands in the thick tresses. He felt her fumbling with his shirt and he broke
away, gasping, just long enough to rip the front open and shrug it from his
shoulders, before pressing their now-bare flesh together again.

Moaning into his mouth, she raked her nails down his back with just enough
pressure to inflame him even further. When she reached his pants, she slid her
hands around, wasting no time in unfastening the clasp. He grunted as his
erection was released � swollen and aching and begging for reprieve.

Pet started to kneel but he stopped her, grunting, �No.� Grabbing her
under the arms, he lifted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around
his waist. Stumbling forward, he lowered her onto the lounger and pushed his
pants down just far enough to be fully free, before plunging his hard length
into her waiting sex.

Her cry of satisfaction echoed his as they both reached for something to hold
on to on the narrow surface. He paused only long enough to adjust her hips
beneath him and shoved deep, burying himself to the hilt.

Finding no other leverage, she grabbed the lounger arm just above her head and
spread her legs wide, draping them over the sides of the cushions. She was hot
and wet and tight � so tight.

He started slow, savoring the slick sensation of his hardened ridges thrusting
into her waiting sex, but hunger drove him faster and deeper until he was
grunting with effort not to empty himself inside her. It was too soon. He�d
waited so long�

Pulling out abruptly, he dropped to his knees and
spread her smooth, wet folds with his fingers. She raised
up and started to speak but he silenced her by burying his tongue where his
cock had just been. She was sweet and spicy all at once and he�d been craving
this taste all these long, cold nights.

Replacing his tongue with his fingers, he centered his lips over the swollen
nub under his thumb and began to nurse it, gently, as a low moan rose from her
throat. He felt her thread her fingers into his hair, alternately tugging and
pressing him closer as her juices rolled down his chin.

�Don�t stop,� she begged in a breathy whisper. �Please, don�t stop.�

He had no intention of stopping and opened her as far as he could, pulling her
pulsing clit tight as he licked, sucked and thrust until she bucked and spasmed beneath him, screaming her release into a cushion
clutched over her face.

He stood slowly, briefly stroking his aching length, and kicked off the rest of
his clothes as she disentangled herself from the lounger. His boots were barely
off and � there was no other word for it � she tackled him. Without
waiting for permission, she pushed him to the floor and straddled his waist,
mounting him and thrusting herself on his erection as deep as she could.

She didn�t say a word, but rode him hard and fast in a flurry of flesh and
long, swinging hair. He reached for her breasts and she slowed long enough for
him to catch a single nipple in lips for a brief suckle, before she planted her
palms on his chest for leverage to grind her hips on top of him.

There was no holding back this time and he doubted he could have stayed himself
against her anyway. She brought him hard and he arched beneath her, head thrust
back in a silent scream as he exploded in waves of hot, gushing seed. Milking
him with her sex, she drew him out as long as she could, murmuring
over him in soft words he didn�t recognize.

When he was spent, he pulled her down into his arms. Both slick with sweat, she
rolled to the side and they lay there tangled and panting.

Finally, she whispered, �I dreamed of you. So many nights, I dreamed of your
touch and wished you were home.�

Home.

Where was his home?

He didn�t answer at first, but stroked her hair, trying to think what to say.
Should he tell her of his dreams? He was sure they were quite different
than hers.

Not tonight. To her, he said, �No dreams tonight.� Standing slowly, he drew her
to her feet and gazed deep into her shining, brown eyes. �Tonight is just us.
No dreams,� he breathed against her lips as he kissed her soft and long.

Lifting her into his arms, he carried her to his bed.

(to be continued�)
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