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Part 2: One Night on Yavin

Rating: NC-17

Setting: During the Jedi Academy Trilogy / I,
Jedi

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Luke, Mara or
Star Wars and no one would pay to read this.

A/N: Plot bunny shamelessly stolen from a passage
in Star Wars Dark Nest I: The Joiner King.

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�You have GOT to be kidding!�

Luke Skywalker leaned patiently across his desk, �No, I am
not kidding. It�s part of the curriculum.�

On the other side of the desk, Mara Jade gaped. �That is
the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard in my entire life, Skywalker. I�m
not doing it.�

Luke rubbed a hand across his face. �Please understand,
there is a reason for this exercise.�

�Exercise?� She crossed her arms, spearing him with
a pointed stare. �That�s what you call an all-night tickling session?�

He returned her steady gaze with practiced ease. �Yes. The
person being tested cannot laugh. It teaches focus, self control, patience-�

�I have more focus, self control and patience than anyone
else in this entire academy of yours. And I�m not ticklish,� she smirked.

�Then it should be easy for you, shouldn�t it?� he
countered. �Look, Mara - it�s mandatory and I took the liberty of checking your
schedule - you�re free tonight. Tionne will meet you
in the north tower training room at twenty-one hundred hours.�

She rolled her eyes, glancing out the window at a class of
younger students jogging past.

�Fine.� Spinning on her heel, she turned and marched out of his office.

Luke watched her retreating figure�and smiled.

* * * * *

Shortly after midnight, Luke arrived at the training room
to find Tionne scowling at her subject. Mara was
lying on the low lounger in the center of the room while the small remote droid used to administer sonic �tickling� waves zipped
around her.

Tionne propped her hands on her hips. �I�ve tried everything, Master
Skywalker. She looked bored for the first two hours, didn�t even blink at the
most aggressive settings for the next hour, and then she fell asleep. I�ve
never seen anything like it!�

Luke nodded solemnly. �I see. I�ll take over from here, Tionne. You can go.�

Still mumbling about the remote, she bid him goodnight.
Luke locked the door behind her and turned to face his sleeping pupil. Dressed
in the obligatory attire for the exercise, a long, sleeveless shift that
fastened down the front and stopped just above her bare feet, he couldn�t
remember ever seeing her look so vulnerable�or attractive.

Deactivating the remote with the Force, he waved it into
the corner and pulled a glove from the cabinet beside him. Kneeling beside her,
he felt a sudden urge to touch the red hair splayed across a cushion, but had
learned long ago that startling the former Emperor�s Hand from sleep was
potentially hazardous to one�s health.

Instead, he settled beside her on the lounger and chided
quietly, �No sleeping on the job, Jade.�

Mara�s eyes popped open, taking only a split-second to
focus and survey the room. �Where�s Tionne?�

�I told her I�d take over. It seems that you made her
quite frustrated.�

She started to sit up. �I told you I wasn�t ticklish.�

�Not so fast,� he rested his now-gloved right hand on her
shoulder. �We�re not done yet.�

She looked at his hand. �What is that?�

He held up the glove. �It�s for manual administration of
the exercise. Each finger has a different �tickling� surface and texture.�

Mara blinked. �You have got to be-�

�No, I�m not kidding,� he eased her back onto the lounger.
�Now just relax. Close your eyes.�

�Why?�

�Because I said so.�

Mara glared at him, but reluctantly obeyed. �Just get it
over with�.� Her voice trailed off as every hair on her body jumped to life
under the light touch of his hand trailing down her bare arm.

�No laughing,� he murmured.

Laughing was suddenly the farthest thing from her mind.
She breathed in, inhaling his light, musky scent and tried not to shiver as his
hand moved slowly behind her neck.

His breath was warm on her cheek when he spoke in a low
voice. �I seem to remember you being a little ticklish.�

She squeezed her eyes tighter against the memories of a
certain night in the forest
of Wayland � the same
memories that still caused her to wake in an occasional sweat. �That was
different,� she hoped her voice sounded stronger than it felt. �And against
academy rules, I�m sure.�

�Quite,� he agreed. �I can, however, make exceptions.�

Sensing a shift in his tone, she opened her eyes to find
him regarding her intently with more than a hint of mischief in his gaze.

�Why, Master Skywalker,� she frowned in mock accusation.
�I would never have thought you the type to abuse your power for
personal gain. Exactly how many other women have you plied with your Jedi
charms here?�

His blue eyes bore into hers. �Only
you.�

Her pulse pounded beneath his fingertips on her throat.
�Well�don�t I feel special�� she answered breathlessly.

He leaned forward, nipping her earlobe lightly and dipping
his caress to the soft skin in the hollow of her neck. �I can make you feel a
lot more special��

She tilted an eyebrow. �Aren�t you the ambitious one. Is that a threat or a promise?�

�What do you want it to be?� he grinned.

The sudden ache in her nether regions left little doubt
about what she wanted. Grabbing the front of his tunic as she had done years
before, she pulled his face within a hair�s width of her own. �Just remember
the rule � it�s only sex, Skywalker.�

�Whatever you say, Jade.�
Descending on her mouth, he pulled her into a greedy kiss.

�Stop!� she pushed him away suddenly. �The monitors!�

�Damn!� Luke jumped off the lounger, detaching his lightsaber. In a blur of green light, he demolished the
cameras monitoring the training room. �Don�t you hate those freak tickling
remote accidents?� he grinned, lowering himself beside her. �Now where were
we?�

She reached for him. �You were-�

�Right,� he caught her hands, lowering them to her sides.
�I was tickling you.�

�No, you-�

He silenced her with his lips, kissing her deeply until
she relaxed against the lounger. �Now,� he began unfastening her shift. �Close
your eyes�and don�t laugh.�

Slowly, his right hand made its way over her now exposed
chest and abdomen. Dipping beneath her bra, he caressed the delicate skin
beneath with the silken-sheathed finger of his glove. She moaned, biting her
bottom lip.

Releasing the clasp on her bra, he pulled the hindering
garment aside, cupping the curves of flesh in his hands. Rolling one delicate
nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he circled the other with a
rough-tipped finger of the glove, tweaking them both into pink, hardened orbs.

Mara shivered, sucking in a breath as he switched fingers
again, this time drawing a feathery line between her breasts down to her navel.
A warm, tingling sensation spread between her legs as he traced his fingers
over the firm muscles of her abdomen, teasing the line above her panties.

�Take them off.� His tone left no room for argument, as if
she would have even tried.

Wordlessly, she slid them over her hips and down her legs.
Even with her eyes closed, she felt his appreciating gaze. �Nothing you haven�t
seen before.�

�It was dark outside.� He brushed his fingers across the
soft curls between her legs, coaxing them apart. Choosing the feathery finger
of the glove again, he gently stroked her inner thighs and she grinned in
response.

�Careful.� He kissed the corners of her mouth that had
started to form a smile. �No laughing.�

�That�s cheating,� she retorted. �You know about that
spot.�

�I do,� he agreed huskily. �And I know another spot, too.�
Spreading the lips of her womanhood, he flicked the warm, wet nub buried
within.

She groaned, opening her legs further to him.

The cloth glove began to grow damp with her moisture and
he changed fingers again, pressing a bumpy rubber surface against the center of
her sex. Wriggling her hips, she leaned into his touch, increasing the
pressure.

�Calm down, Jade.� She felt his breath close to her ear.
�If I didn�t know better, I�d think you were actually having�fun.�

�Cute,� she said between clenched her teeth. �Now you�re
the one talking too much.�

�Touch�,� he conceded, and with a forceful thrust, he
plunged the length of the textured glove finger into her core.

She cried out, clutching the sides of the lounger and
arching her hips into the air. He was merciless then, alternately tweaking her
slick, erect nub and massaging her moist inner depths. Faster then slower then
faster again, he stoked her fervor with increasing precision.

Moaning with approaching climax, she felt a flush begin to
burn its way up her neck just as the rush of release started and---

---he stopped.

Mara sat straight up, prepared to battle whatever vile
intruder had attacked the Jedi Master to distract him so rudely, only to find
him standing calmly on the other side of the room.

�Luke� she squeaked, fuming
simultaneously at the obnoxious sound and that he had put her in the position
to make such a ridiculous noise in the first place. �What are you doing?�

He turned serenely to face her. �Is there a problem?�

�Problem?� she sputtered. �You can just walk off and
leave�a woman�like that!�

�I see,� he nodded. �What happened to � how did you put
it? �I have more focus, self control and patience than anyone else in this
entire academy of yours�?�

She stared at him, disbelief quickly turning to
irritation. �Of all the nerve,� she growled, rising from the floor.

�And where do you think you�re going?� He crossed to stand
at the end of the lounger. �We�re not done yet.�

�Oh, yes we are�� But her voice trailed off as he removed
his shirt, revealing that impressively toned chest and abdomen. His pants and
boots followed until he stood nonchalantly in front of her wearing nothing but
fitted shorts that did little to hide his endowments.

�Nothing you haven�t seen before,� he commented lightly.

�It was dark then.� She�d forgotten how well constructed
he was and distractedly rubbed her now-damp palms on the sides of her open
shift.

�Speaking of,� he leaned down to pick up his discarded
belt. �Aren�t your eyes supposed to be closed? Or do I have to blindfold you?�

�Yes.� The word fell out of her mouth.

�Really?� He looked pleasantly surprised. �I didn�t know you were into
that kind of thing, Jade.�

�There�s a lot you don�t know about me, Skywalker.�

�Apparently.� He pushed her back onto the cushions, tying
his Jedi belt around her eyes while pressing his mouth against the taut skin of
her throat.

She sighed in darkness as his ardent lips trailed slowly
down her neck and around her breasts. The lounger shifted and she sensed him
standing to � what? Remove the remainders of his clothing, perhaps?

He draped himself over her again and she had no doubt
about his lack of attire now, not with a hot erection pulsing against her bare
thigh. She felt him move down to the end of the lounger, caressing her abdomen
and hips on the way. His warm hands reached her thighs and spread them slowly.

Expecting the glove again, Mara was surprised to feel warm
breath brushing her most sensitive area and then something amazingly soft and
warm touching her-

She stiffened. His tongue? Not
that she objected, but this was not something she allowed casually. Intercourse
was one thing, but this raised the bar of intimacy considerably.

Shhhhh, he sent through the Force, massaging her inner thighs lightly.
Trust me, Mara�

Closing her eyes beneath the blindfold, she leaned back
into the cushions and exhaled. Almost immediately, she discarded any concerns
about appearances as his mouth met her womanly folds again, firmer this time,
parting her lips and reaching to kiss the pulsing, pink heart within.

With the agility and grace of gossamer flitter wings, his
tongue brushed an intricate pattern around the delicate nub. He was good, she conceded
to herself. Very good.

Her pulse quicken, pounding against the growing pressure
below her navel. Thankful that he hadn�t tied her hands, though the very
thought sent a tingle up her spine, she reached down and laced her fingers in
his hair, pulling his soft lips closer and grinding herself against them.

Not to be bested, he matched her desire with fervor of his
own, claiming and devouring her sex until she released his hair and grabbed the
cushions beside her head instead in an attempt to muffle the guttural moans now
rising from her throat. The monitors may have been disabled but she was quite
sure the room was not sound-proof.

He deepened his pursuit, capturing her hardened bud
between his lips and suckling it until she could barely breathe. Panting, she
heard herself cry out for release but didn�t care what she said, or even what
language it was in. Her vision had gone white and, with a final, precise tug
from the Master�s lips, her world tipped and exploded and she screamed, tossing
cushions aside, abandoning herself to ecstasy.

The shudders of climax had barely subsided when she heard
a faint rustle and he engulfed her once again, this time covering her
sweat-soaked body with his own. Encircling her waist with both hands, he buried
his throbbing length inside her, sheathing himself to the hilt. They groaned in
unison, reveling in the sensations of being warm and wet, stretched and
swallowed.

His hot manhood pounded against her swollen and sensitive
cleft and she cried out again, raking her fingernails across his back. She
could not see his face for the blindfold, but she felt his hair brush her cheek
and his warm breath against her ear as he murmured. �I heard that, Mara. And
I�ll tie your hands next time.�

�Stay out of my head,� she gasped, grabbing his toned
buttocks and pulling him deeper. �Harder!�

And he obeyed, thrusting and grunting with all his
considerable strength until his body went rigid with climax. Burying his face
in her hair, he came with a shout, a throaty cry diminishing only with the
slowing of his hips.

Spent, he collapsed on top of her. Removing the blindfold,
she speared him with an accusing glance. �I heard you get that prophylactic
from your pants. You planned this.�

�Maybe.� He suppressed a grin. �Would you like to lodge a complaint with
the student council?�

She gave a short laugh. �Right.�
Lifting her arms, she laced her fingers behind her head, sighing contentedly at
the ceiling. �But I�ll get you back, Skywalker. Just wait.�

Mimicking her actions, he tucked his hands behind his
sweat-soaked hair and smiled. �I�ll be looking forward to it, Jade.�

(to be continued�)
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