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Awakening	By : laloga13 Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 4569 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Four

At first Stonewall did not see her.

A few moments of searching showed him that Kalinda had moved from her place on the sleeping pallet to a darkened corner of the room, crouching on the balls of her feet as she watched him from the shadows. Her eyes glittered; they were luminous in the dim light, and her gaze was fixed on him.

Stonewall stood in the doorway for a moment, wondering what in the stars and galaxies he was supposed to say or do.

Nothing I ever trained for prepared me for this, he thought, unclipping his helmet from his belt so that he could set it on a crate in one side of the room.

There were few spaces that were completely sheltered from the rain and wet, so the living quarters had to be shared with many of the supplies that the group had brought. As an afterthought, he removed his gloves as well and set then next to his bucket. The mundane action gave him further time to collect his thoughts, though he could think of no viable plan other than to approach her and see the truth of General Tallis' words for himself.

It would be a lie for him to say that he'd never imagined being intimate with the dark-haired woman, but he was reluctant to do so if she was in an...altered state. However, he was torn between what was allowed and what he wanted. Did his own selfish desires really matter?

“Kalinda?” he said, his voice hesitant. “General Tallis said that you...aren't feeling well.” She did not respond, but he could hear the sound of quick, shallow breathing across the room. He swallowed, stepped forward, further closing the space between them. “She said that you...need my help. Is that true?”

“Stone?” His general's voice was a hoarse whisper, the likes of which he'd never heard from her before. “I...can't see you.”

He swallowed and moved closer, watching her eyes track his movements as they glittered in the shadows. “I'm here.”

She said his name again, but this time it was colored with a moan of longing that sent a thrill through him, despite his wish to remain neutral until he knew the truth for himself; her eyes closed as he approached and knelt before her. “Stonewall...this isn't...me...”

“I know,” he replied, keeping his voice gentle. “It's that...spirit or whatever. Are you in pain?”

At this she chuckled, and he felt a flare of relief, for the noise was one he'd heard from Kalinda before. “Not as such.”

She looked at him again, the glow in her eyes still present, and when she spoke again her voice sounded more like her, which heartened him further, as it indicated she was lucid and in control of her faculties. “Have you ever wanted something so badly it made your entire body ache?”

Yes, it was her voice, but the longing behind her words was palpable, and he swallowed. Kalinda reached out her hand to him and when she spoke, her voice had dropped to a whisper.

“This spirit...it makes every fiber of my being want...” Here, she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, such that he could see she was fighting for control. “Right now, there's only one thing I want, very badly. And I don't think I'm strong enough to resist much longer, Stone. Honestly, I'm not sure I want to, either.”

Her eyes opened and she looked his way. Now, it was as if she was naked before him, so evident was the longing in her face. “It feels like I will shatter into a thousand pieces if I move,” she whispered. “Please...help me.”

It was then that he made his decision. Despite the fact that he had no idea what he was doing, Stonewall reached for her, cupped her cheek in his hand as he had dreamed of so many times and kissed her mouth, gently.

He was unprepared for the force with which she returned the action.

She was upon him in an instant, in a fraction of a breath. His armor clattered to the floor as she unfastened it before he knew what was happening; her body pressed against his as her mouth sought his lips with a desperation, a hunger, that he found he was eager to return despite his inexperience. There were several fumbling moments while his body learned how to kiss her, then he caught the rhythm and was able to return the action with a bit more finesse.

Kalinda was soft, unlike anything he'd ever known, and he felt his own body responding to her touch as she skimmed her hands across his chest and arms, pulling his hips close to hers even as she kissed him furiously. Heat coursed through him, accompanied by aching desire, and he heard someone groan as if in pleasure, belatedly realizing that it was himself.

After that, everything happened so fast. Still lost in kissing, they paused only to strip her of her robes and to step clumsily out of their boots before collapsing to the pallet; then Kalinda was on top of him, straddling his torso while his arms wrapped around her as he had so often imagined. Somehow he was completely naked – he had no idea how, but figured her Jedi-reflexes had played a role – and there was one agonizing instant where she hovered above his swollen length even as he pulled her close.

Suddenly, she slid herself onto him. The sensation made him gasp even as his hands tightened on her hips, and it was all he could do to watch her body rock on top of his own. Dark hair loose and falling down her back, her head was tilted up and her eyes were squeezed shut; Kalinda moaned his name in a way that made him buck his hips to better fill her, his body reacting purely on instinct, as all coherenet thought had fled his brain.

He didn't know how long these things were supposed to last, but it was only a minute or so later before she cried out and arched her back, after which she collapsed onto his chest, gasping.

Head reeling, Stonewall gripped her waist and whispered her name, trying to ignore the insistent throbbing in his own body. “Kali...are you better now?”

Her laugh was short; she turned her head and looked into his eyes, so that he could see that the glow was fading from her own. It was another moment before she was able to speak, and when she did her voice was still breathless. “A little. But...I think that it's only temporary.”

With that, she leaned up and kissed his cheek, a gesture full of tenderness. Stonewall nodded, wondering if he should move his hands, which were still resting on her hips. Words were still difficult to come by. “That's...well, okay.”

A look of realization came over her as she regarded him. ““But you...you've never done this before, have you?”

“No, Kalinda. This is my first time.” Who would do such a thing with a clone, after all? He could hardly speak as desire constricted in his throat; he was still inside of her, every movement caused another wave of pleasure and agony to roll through his body. She seemed to realize this, and shifted her hips slightly, causing another ripple of pleasure within him. In response, Stonewall sucked in his breath and tightened his grip on her waist, his own hips thrusting involuntarily. As her dark eyes watched his reaction, he could see that the glow was returning.

“I'm sorry, Stone,” she whispered, moving her hips a little harder and causing him to groan again. “Your first time should be special. It shouldn't be like this.”

A gasp escaped him when she arched her back, the angle sending him deeper inside of her. “This...is...pretty special,” he managed to choke out, which caused her to chuckle again, though she said nothing more as she rocked her body against his own.

After a few more moments she moaned again and closed her eyes, leaning down so that they were only a breath apart as she rode him harder and harder; he felt the beginnings of an orgasm building within him, snuffing out the rest of his thoughts until...

His cry of release was only exceeded by her own, and she collapsed on his chest, her breathing heavy. After a moment she gave a sigh and slipped off of him to lie beside him on the pallet. For minute or so they were silent, during which time Stonewall tried to collect his thoughts and stop his head from reeling.

This must be a dream, he thought, risking a glance at her; in the dim light of the room he could see that her skin was glistening with perspiration, and her dark hair was loose and tangled, swathes of it falling around her face. To further flummox him, Kali had turned on her side and was watching him with interest. This can't be real.

“It is real, Stone.” She leaned forward and kissed his lips with a feather-touch. “I assure you.”

When he heard her voice – relatively normal, now – he was suddenly very aware that they were both naked, and he tried to avert his gaze from her body to try and keep some level of professionalism between them. If it was over and she was cured, he figured she'd want to be left alone and go back to how things were.

Apparently, Kalinda had other ideas. “What is it?” she asked, reaching out her fingertips to brush along his chest.

“I just..” No, words were still not coming. Stonewall frowned and stared at the top of her head, trying to collect his thoughts. “Kalinda...this isn't how it's supposed to be between us. There is a line I don't know if we should cross...however much I might want to.”

He swallowed thickly and risked a glance at her lips, which were curved in a smile; it was here that he realized that a faint glow was starting to return to her eyes. She was lying on her left side, facing him as he lay on his right. As she began to speak, her hand crept up his arm and traced the curvature of muscle, and he felt his body shiver under her touch.

“Stonewall” she said in a soft, deliberate voice. “Many things about this situation are unfamiliar to both of us, and I don't really know what will happen afterward, but right now, I just need you to be here for me. Will you do that, Stone?”

Force, yes, he wanted to say, but he only took her in his arms and kissed her soundly, feeling his body ache as he pulled her closer. It was strange to think that something he'd once fantasized about and dreamed of was now within his grasp; he knew that he was luckier than most to have this opportunity, and decided in that instant that it would be wise to savor it while he could. As she'd indicated, the future was nebulous right now, anyway.

Living in the moment seemed like pretty sound advice.

So he kissed her, drinking in the taste of her breath as though his life depended on it. Reaching up, he cupped the side of her face, above her ears, and tangled his fingers in her dark hair even as he pulled her closer. Beneath his hands her skin was burning hot; the once-torrid air felt cool by comparison, and was overcome with the understanding that he could kiss her forever, but would happily settle for right now.
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