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AgiVega: Thank you!� Poor
Luke couldn�t hit on her properly after what had happened, so he had to
improvise, LOL.

Mia: Thank you so much! We hope you enjoy the conclusion. ;)

soroko:
Thank you!� We appreciate that. =)

A/N:� Thanks for reading!� We hope you enjoyed this little L/M smutlet.� ;)

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Silent Fantasies � Part 3 of 3
(Previous disclaimer applies.)

Luke arrived at the briefing room early
hoping for a chance to talk to Mara alone. Since their conversation yesterday,
Luke had thought a lot about Mara�s question to him, �Why her?�

It was such a simple question, but it dredged up a tangle
of emotions that took Luke most of the day to unravel. After much reflection,
he finally came to the realization that he had wanted more than friendship with
the fiery redhead for a long time. Of course, he had carefully repressed these
feelings, knowing Mara would never consider such a proposal. But last night
that notion was shaken, when he felt�.

�What was it that woke me up last night?� Luke
wondered.

He wasn�t sure if he had sensed an erotic dream or
something� more, something much more projected through the Force, but he was
sure it had emanated from Mara Jade. For the first time since the incident in
the club, Luke was hopeful that he could not only repair their friendship, but
perhaps something more could come out of the situation.

He really needed to talk to her.

Unfortunately, Mara was nowhere to be found prior to the
briefing. Luke was beginning to think she was not going to show, when she
finally slipped into the conference room at the very last second. He started to
stand, intending to go talk to her, when Colonel Staven
called the meeting to order.

Luke dropped back into his seat and sighed deeply, running
his hand over his face before finally squeezing the bridge of his nose in
frustration.

�Master Skywalker, are you all right?� whispered Rika Arlos, a young female NRI agent sitting next to him.

�Yes, I�m fine, Rika,� Luke said softly as he glanced over
to the buxom, red Twi�lek undercover operative that
had been assigned to assist him in reconnoitering the Naughty Imperial
strip club that night.

�Are you doing one of those Jedi things?� she whispered in
awe. �Like the mind probe I read about in the reports.� She hesitated for a
moment and continued. �Would a person know if they were probed by a
Jedi?�

Luke glanced sharply at the young lady. He wasn�t sure if
she was serious or was making a flirtatious sexual innuendo.

�I� uhh�was just thinking,� Luke replied avoiding the term
�probe� completely.

Luke turned his gaze back to Colonel Staven
at the front of the room, but his thoughts remained on his new partner. Rika Arlos came highly recommend for this mission and was
obviously a very intelligent, competent and dedicated agent, but to Luke�s
dismay she was also what Luke called a Jedi groupie. Well, that might
not be a fair description; she was more like a Luke Skywalker groupie.

From the moment she�d been introduced to him, he�d been
bombarded with numerous questions about his time in the Rebellion, his Jedi
training and anything else involving his life. Luke wasn�t sure why she even
bothered asking him questions, she apparently knew
everything about Luke right down to the most insignificant minutiae -- things
that he had forgotten about years ago. Luke wouldn�t be surprised if she was
one of those fans who wrote fictional stories about him or belonged to one of
those pervasive Jedi holonet fansites
like the �Skywalker Admiration Society�.

Luke shifted in his seat uncomfortably, the leather pants
and tunic of his smuggler disguise were hot and he was beginning to sweat in the
warm conference room.

He looked over to Rika who was also dressed as a smuggler.
She didn�t look too uncomfortable in her outfit, but, of course, there wasn�t
much of it to start with. Her attire consisted of a sleeveless, short cut tunic
over a leather micro-skirt, knee-high boots and a small hold out blaster
strapped to her wrist. Over her tunic she wore some sort of form fitting black
armor, which Luke was sure didn�t serve any functional purpose other than
acting as a bizarre plexisteel push-up bra. It made
her look like some sort of Mandalorian stripper.

Rika noticed Luke appraising her disguise and gave the
Jedi a broad smile. Luke coughed nervously and looked away, causing Rika�s
smile to falter.

Mercifully, the briefing was short. When it came to a
close, Luke got up and moved to where Mara had been sitting, but she had
already left the conference room via a side exit, never once looking in his
direction.

Luke sighed.

He really needed to talk to her.

* * *

On the speeder ride down to the Naughty Imperial
Luke was pleasantly surprised in the change in Rika�s demeanor. Once the
mission started she was all business and he could see why she was recommended
for this operation. She did checks on her weapon, comm
equipment and reminded him of the location of the various entrance and exits of
the establishment. She discussed where should sit in the room for optimum
observation and security.

Upon arrival, they both paused at the entrance to do one
last comm check and to adjust their weapons. Luke
felt naked without his lightsaber. He had left it
back at NRI headquarters in case there was a security search of the patrons.
After taking the time to dye his hair, growing a weeks forth of facial hair and
even taking pills to darken his skin slightly, he didn�t need the presence of a
Jedi weapon jeopardizing his cover.

He turned to Rika and nodded. �You ready?�

�Ready Biggus,� she said using
his undercover name he had chosen.

Luke pushed open the heavy metal doors of the
establishment and swaggered in. He almost jumped when Rika sidled up next to
him and snaked an arm around his waist before dropping a hand into his back
pocket.

He looked over to his partner, giving her a questioning
look.

�We are supposed to be lovers, right?� she said almost
apologetically, but Luke could feel her amusement through the Force.

�Just don�t get too carried away,� he whispered as he put
his arm around her waist and led her down the stairs to the main floor.

�Security on the catwalk,� Rika whispered. Luke risked a
quick glance up and counted five armed guards on the upper floor walkway. �Two Gamorreans guarding the entrance to
the back rooms.�

Luke knew that she was not only talking to him, but was
communicating to the headquarters via a comlink built
into an ornate necklace secured around her neck.

Luke and Rika sat at a small metal table near the left
rear of the business where they would be able to observe the entire room and
the entrance and exits.

Rika leaned over to Luke and whispered in his ear while
disguising her actions as a romantic overture. �I located two Black Sun
players, center front row table, near the stage.�

A waiter droid ambled over to
their table and they ordered a couple of drinks. Luke and Rika kept their
attention keenly focused on the coming and goings in the club as they chatted
amiably about inconsequential matters. When they observed suspicious movement
of the guards or Black Sun operatives they quietly reported their findings the
command post.

After about an hour, Luke felt a shift in the Force as
somebody in the club suddenly focused their attention onto them. At first Luke
felt curiosity, then shock and anger.

�Rika,� Luke said softly. �I think we have been
recognized.� As casually as possible, he tossed a couple credit chips on the
heavy table and rose to leave. �Let�s get out of here.�

Luke sensed a sudden surge of danger directed toward him
from various directions. He glanced up and saw a couple of the guards holding comlinks to their ears; others were searching the crowd
until their eyes locked on Luke.

�Let�s get out of here now,� Luke said as he grabbed his
partner�s arm and proceeded to pull her toward the back exit, but it was too
late. A blaster bolt tore a hole in the chair Luke just vacated. Panic broke out
in the club as people scrambled toward the exits. Luke had hoped that they
could escape in all the confusion, but as a dozen blasterbolts
headed in their direction he realized his error.

Without his lightsaber to
deflect the shots, the only other option was to avoid being hit. Luke ran and
lunged on top of Rika forcing her to the floor, his body shielding her from
danger. Once on the ground, a brilliant flash appeared before his eyes as an
intense pain surged through his head. Luke�s vision swam for a moment and then
blackness began to envelop his sight until everything went dark.

* * *

At the command post outside, Mara clutched her head as a
searing phantom pain suddenly assaulted her. �Luke�s in trouble,� she gasped,
recognizing the source of distress immediately.

�Skywalker, Arlos!� Colonel Staven shouted over the Comm. �Come in!� Only static
responded. �Stang!� he swore, realizing their
transmissions had been jammed. He turned toward the Communications officer,
�Use the landline backup to initiate the attack.�

The young officer acknowledged the commander�s order with
a nod as he carried out the command. Staven turned
his attention to Mara who had grabbed a first aid kit off the wall and was
shoving bacta patches and bandages in her pants cargo
pockets. �Jade, I need to know what is going on. Can you get anything from
Luke?� Mara turned a solemn face toward the commander. �Luke is down. He�s not
dead, but he�s hurt. I�m going in to get him.� She didn�t wait for a reply as
she rushed from the room.

She arrived at the nightclub just as the breaching team
burst in and began returning fire. It was like walking into a war zone and she
entered the club with her lightsaber blazing. Patrons
were screaming and desperately trying to get out of the crossfire but the thick
smoke and low lighting made navigating though the madness difficult.

As Mara deflected blasterbolts
with her saber she reached out with the Force and tried to find Luke. She
located his presence about fifteen meters away. He was lying on the floor
behind an overturned metal table. Luke�s Twi�lek�s
partner was ducked down behind the table, popping up occasionally to return
fire.

Mara sprinted over to their location and dived down behind
the makeshift barricade.

The Twi�lek whipped around,
training a blaster on Mara before she realized who she was and turned her
attention back to the real enemy. �I�m glad you�re here,� she said evenly as
she shot and hit a guard on the upper level causing him to tumble to the floor
below. �Luke took a grazing shot to the head. I don�t think it is life
threatening, but he does need medical attention. I can�t return fire and carry
him out of here without getting us both killed,� Rika said gravely, dodging a
blaster bolt.

Mara looked around. She could move Luke using the Force,
but a sprint to the back exit didn�t look like a viable option. Mara spotted a
doorway a few yards to her left. She had studied the blueprints of the building
and knew those doors led to secluded �dance� rooms, where wealthy patrons could
pay for private entertainment. Mara deactivated her saber and connected it to
her belt before grabbing Luke under his arms. �I�m going for those doors. Cover
me!� Mara told the Twi�lek. Rika nodded and then
popped up from behind the table, blaster on full auto, laying down an
impressive burst of suppressive fire.

Mara ran backwards toward the doors dragging the
unconscious Jedi on the ground. She burst through the entranceway without
getting shot and immediately slammed the doors closed behind them. She then
gently lowered Luke�s head to the ground as she checked out the first available
room down the hallway. Flicking on the lights, it illuminated a small chamber
with various chairs, couches and a small daybed hugging the far walls. The
floor was littered with various cushions and liquor bottles, indicating the
previous occupants had made a quick exit. Once she was certain the room was
clear, she grabbed Luke and dragged him inside and locked the door.

This was the first time she�d gotten a good look at her
friend. �Oh Luke,� Mara sighed. �Why am I always pulling your butt out of
trouble?� She rifled through her pockets and pulled out a couple of bacta patches.

Luke had a nasty blaster burn on his forehead. It didn�t
look too serious, but Mara knew that any blasterbolt
to the head could cause internal damage to the brain that wouldn�t necessarily
be obvious from the outside. She cleaned the wound and placed a bacta patch over his forehead.

�This wouldn�t have happened if I had been here with you,
Skywalker!� Mara snapped at him, realizing only afterwards that she was more
worried than angry.

Luke�s eye�s fluttered for a moment and then slowly
opened, blinking at the lights above. �Rika?� he asked groggily.

�It�s me, Luke.�

�Mara.� Luke tried to raise his head, but grimaced in pain
and dropped it back down to the floor. �Thanks for saving me,� he said to his
friend.

Mara pulled off her jacket and rolled it up to cushion his
head. �Well, I certainly wasn�t going to sit around the command post while you
were being shot up by Black Sun agents,� she said simply.

Luke gave her a weak smile. �No, thanks
for saving me from my partner.�

Mara cocked her head to the side and gave him a
questioning look.

Luke�s grin broadened a little more but his speech was
slurred. �She�s a Jedi fangirl. Who knows what she
would have done with my unconscious body.�

Mara smiled, wiping blood from his temple. �You can�t be
too bad off if you�re worried about being accosted by your Twi�lek
partner. Or was that your plan all along and I�ve foiled it by coming to your
rescue?�

�I thought about it,� he quipped, wincing as he shifted to
a more comfortable position. �But then I decided I�d rather be accosted by a
former assassin who could kill me with her bare hands.�

�Kinky,� she snorted. �You have quite a fantasy life about
former assassins.�

Luke�s eyes popped open and she caught his look of hurt
and embarrassment before he turned his back to her with some effort. �I told
you I was sorry about that,� he said quietly.

Shavit! Mara cursed herself, regretting the jab as soon as
she�d said it. He�d been trying to make light of the situation and now she�d
made him more uncomfortable than he already was. Nice going, Jade.

Reaching for a diversion, Mara picked up her comlink but it was still dead and she switched it off. �My comm�s jammed,� she said in what she hoped was a
back-to-business tone. �Does yours work?�

Luke removed his smoking earpiece and charred comlink and held them out to her. �I doubt it,� he answered
wryly.

Mara settled on the floor beside him. �Then I guess we
wait here.� She was about to ask if he wanted a pain suppressant from the med
pack when the room suddenly went dark. The generators and music also grew quiet
so that the only sounds coming from the club now were muffled shouts and rounds
of blaster fire.

�I think I need a short healing trance.� Luke�s voice
sounded stronger in the dark but his words were still somewhat garbled.

�Good idea,� she answered. Sensing his pain as he
repositioned, she reached out awkwardly in the dark to help him shift off of
his injured side. �I�ll stay and protect your unconscious body from any Jedi fangirls.�

�You�re my hero�� Luke mumbled, drifting off to sleep.

Mara felt him enter the trance but instead of moving to a
more comfortable spot on one of the chairs, she stayed beside him, her hand
lingering on his. Visions of the previous night flashed through her mind: his
hands on her body, stripping, caressing�her hands touching, pleasuring,
dreaming of his�

Opening her eyes, she shook the images away. What the hell
was she doing? This was Skywalker, for Sith�s
sake. He was her teacher and comrade and consistent source of irritation.

Her fingers met the hem of his sleeve and she brushed them
lightly against the warmth of his skin. He was also one of the few men in the
galaxy who treated her with nothing but utmost respect and he was the one man
she wanted most at her side in battle.

In battle and other places, perhaps?

She sighed, wiping a sweaty palm across her face. �Dammit, Luke,� she whispered. �When this is all over, we
should talk.�

The slow, steady cadence of his breathing was the only
response. In the distance, the sounds of the firefight continued with no sign
of slowing any time soon. They could be here a while.

Crawling over to the nearest chair, Mara pulled off one of
the large cushions and carefully tucked it under Luke�s head before lying down
beside him to wait.

* * *

Don�t stop.

Is this what you want?

I do. Don�t stop.

Can I touch you there?

Yes�don�t stop.

You�re wet.

Oh gods�

Like this?

Oh yes! Please don�t stop. Please�

Luke opened his eyes to total darkness as consciousness
slowly returned. Where was he? The strip club, he remembered. A backroom in the strip club. He�d taken a blow to the head
and Mara had pulled him to safety.

Strangely, though, it wasn�t his head that was hurting. An
unbelievable pressure was throbbing beneath his belt and he realized that he
was lying on his side with Mara in his arms. Her back was pressed against him
and he was fondling her breasts and the warm fabric between her legs.

don�t stop

He had been dreaming. Feeling his face grow hot, he could
only hope that she had also gone into a healing trance and hadn�t noticed.
Cautiously, he withdrew his hands and started to scoot away from her still
form.

�Don�t-�

�I�m sorry,� he murmured through dry lips. �I must have
been dreaming.�

�Don�t stop,� she whispered hoarsely. Planting her back
firmly against his chest, she reached behind her waist and deliberately stroked
the bulge in his trousers. �Keep dreaming.�

�Mara?�

�You�re not the only one with fantasies,� she continued
breathlessly. �I want this. I want you. Don�t stop��

With a low moan of desire, he wrapped his arms around her
and cupped her breasts through the fabric of her clothes. Pressing his lips
against the back of her neck, he dotted hot kisses along the salty flesh until
he reached her ear. �Take it off,� he said quietly, tugging at the fasteners on
her shirt. �All of it.�

She did not answer, but guided his hands to remove her
boots, clothes and conservative combat-gear undergarments. When he finally felt
nothing but bare skin, he started to assist her in a similar fashion, but found
that she needed no assistance in divesting him of his attire.

Lying on his back, he lifted his hips as she pulled his
underwear off last then ran her palms slowly up his legs, hips and torso until
she was stretched out on top of him. �I wish I could see you,� he whispered,
caressing smooth skin of her back and arms.

�I like it in the dark.� Her breath was hot against his
lips and she claimed them with her own, plundering his mouth while rocking her
body against his hardened member with teasing pressure.

He groaned, grabbing her ass to pull her closer and grind
his pounding shaft against her taut female curves.

�Not so fast!� she gasped.

�You want it slower?�

�I don�t want to finish yet.�

�You�ll finish more than once,� he assured her. �I felt
your dream last night. You like it rough?�

�Yes.�

�I can make you beg, if you want.�

�Yes!�

�Turn over.�

She obeyed, turning so that she was lying on top of him
facing up at the ceiling. Sliding his hands up her abdomen, he fondled her
breasts, gently at first but with increasing fervor as her breathing became
shallow and rapid. Her peaks were hard under his palms and he twirled them
between his thumb and forefinger until she arched her back, moaning for
reprieve.

Taking time to appreciate the gentle curve of her hips, he
ran his hands down to her thighs and parted them until she was spread wide.
Forcing himself to go slow, he touched her warm sex one finger at a time,
careful to avoid the bud between her folds.

Slick heat met his exploring fingers as she began to rock
her hips against him in supplication. She was wet, so wet and ready to receive
him. Holding her open with one hand, he reached down and grasped his fully
engorged shaft with the other and guided it to her waiting depth.

With an upward thrust, he entered her and they both cried
out at the exquisite sensation. She was tight and he filled her completely as
he began to slide in and out of her enveloping walls.

�Gods, Luke�� she panted.

But he had barely begun. Joined in a steady rhythm of
penetration, he returned his attention and hands back to her waiting sex. He
massaged her folds first, spreading her moisture to the innermost crevices. She
urged their tempo faster with her growing arousal and he complied, pushing his
hard length even deeper.

The skin between his chest and her back grew sweaty with
exertion and she moaned, pleading without words for
release as her clit grew hard under the intimacy of his touch. He smiled to
himself, tenderly spreading her female lips to completely expose her pleasure
point within.

�Yes,� she gasped when he flicked a single fingertip
across the burgeoning tip. �Oh yes��

�What do you say?� he asked hoarsely, gradually increasing
the pressure against her clit.

�Please. Please, love,� she whispered.

He jerked his hand away in shock. Had she called him
�love�?

Mara, oblivious to his surprise, growled in frustration,
begging with her voice and frantic gyrations. �Please!�

Reaching between her legs again, he pulled her sex taut
and rubbed the swollen kernel between her cleft until she bucked against him in
climax. She held her cries in check, digging her nails into his thighs instead
as he brought her down from a dizzying euphoria that she made no attempt to
conceal in the Force.

When she�d regained some measure of control, she wasted no
time in reciprocating. Keeping his manhood deep inside her, she rose to a
sitting position and centered her weight over his groin. He felt her hands
clutching his thighs for balance as she began to ride his cock with vigor.
Again, he wished for light so that he could see her beautiful, round ass
slapping against his hips.

Damn, she felt good! He reached for her, running his palms
down her damp back and over her muscular calves tucked up beside his waist.
�That�s good. So good, love.� She did not break her stride but he felt her
appreciation of the endearment. He liked it, too. It sounded�right.

She quickened her pace and he waited as long as he could,
but he wanted to pleasure her again � to hear her ecstasy and feel her glow in
the Force.

�Slow down,� he breathed. Grasping her around the waist,
he slowed her to a halt and lifted her off his length. �I want to taste you,�
he said quietly, guiding her backwards and lowering her glistening womanhood to
his mouth.

She whimpered when his tongue touched her sensitized sex
and he lightened his ministrations. Mara leaned forward without hesitation and
he startled at the feeling of her mouth around his cock. It was an unexpected
but welcome position, and they suckled each other in tandem, moaning in mutual
satisfaction.

He was surprised once again at her talents as she twirled
her tongue around his delicate hood then along the ridge of his under seam. Her
juices were flowing freely down his chin and he met her fervor with attentions
of his own, lavishing her depths and centering again on the petals of her
pleasure until she broke away, calling his name over and over in unbridled
bliss.

He waited for her to finish before moving out from under
her and pivoting on his knees and take her in his arms. She met his embrace in
a passionate kiss and he lowered her onto her back. Feeling around for the
cushion, he slid it under her head before descending on her with hungry lips,
devouring her mouth, her neck, her breasts.

�I have to fuck you,� he panted, climbing back up her body
and clutching her hair.

�Yes!" she groaned, positioning herself
beneath him. �Hard!�

He obeyed, plunging inside her to the hilt, growling with
pleasure as she raked her fingernails down his back. Already close to climax,
he pounded into her until every nerve ending in his body exploded and he
shouted her name, emptying hot seed into her core.

They slowed together, panting and sweating in a haze of
scent and sensation. Blaster fire continued in the club around them, but they
lay together in the dark, glowing with inner light.

* * *

Hours later, when fighting had finally stopped, they
rejoined the NRI team. Luke was ordered to report to the medical center but
caught up with Mara before she boarded the speeder to return for debriefing.

�Hey!�

She turned around, keeping her face carefully neutral,
though her mussed hair and flushing cheeks would have given any observant
bystander pause. �Hey yourself.�

He stepped close so that no one else would hear and
resisted the urge to reach out and touch her. �I was wondering, if you�re not
busy, if you�d have dinner with me tomorrow night.�

�I�d like that,� she answered, green eyes flashing in a
knowing glance.

His cheeks grew warm and he cleared his throat, looking
around nervously. �And then we could go back to my apartment, or your
apartment, and have a drink�or whatever you�d like.�

Mara leaned forward, pretending to inspect his head wound.
�Whatever you�d like,� she whispered, her
breath on his ear sending chills up his spine.

A broad smile stretched across Luke�s face, but it quickly
fell as a disturbing thought struck him.

�Mara,� he said hesitantly. �This is the start of
something, isn�t it? Don�t get me wrong, what we shared was incredible, but I
want more than just sex.� Luke waited nervously for her response.

Mara grinned. �No, it isn�t just sex. I think this is the
start of something special,� she answered with a mischievous look. �I believe
we are going to break a lot of Jedi fangirl hearts.�

* The End *
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