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Part 8: One Night on Corellia

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: *checks bank account* Nope, I still
don�t own Star Wars and I still write for free.

A/N: Huge thanks to kayladie
for beta�ing! I would have never made it this far
without her.

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�Confession or Challenge?�

Mirax Horn glanced around the table and then down at the game cube in
the center. �Confession,� she said after a moment�s hesitation.

Lando Calrissian�s new bride, Tendra, tapped the cube and read the question aloud. �Oh,
fun one! For ladies - what is your pet name for your Lover�s�member?�

Laughter erupted from the group as Mirax
pulled a face. �I�m not answering that!�

�You have to,� Iella Antilles
stated matter-of-factly. �You picked �confession.� Now �fess up!�

With a sigh of resignation, Mirax
mumbled, �Rammer.�

Leia
Organa Solo leaned forward with the chorus of
giggles. �What was that?�

Mirax shot her a glare. �Rammer! After the
Ramjet engine drive. You know, the one that creates thrust by-�

The explanation was cut short by Mara Jade. �Okay! You can
stop right there. I have to work with your husband and that�s entirely too much
information.�

More laughter was accompanied by another round of whiskey
as Iella refreshed their drinks.

Seated around the Antilles�
dining table, the group of women had gathered for a game of �Confession or
Challenge: The Lover�s Edition� after attending a charity event that had
brought them all to Corellia. In celebration of Luke Skywalker�s recent
engagement to Mara, Wedge had taken the men to an �historic� cantina while his
wife, Iella, hosted an impromptu bachelorette
party in their home.

�Confession or Challenge?� The question was directed to Leia
this time.

�Confession,� the group chanted in unison.

Leia
looked up in surprise. �Hey!�

�You always pick �confession�,� Iella
smirked.

�All right, just for that,� Leia
gestured to the game cube. �Challenge.�

�Ooohhh�..� came the teasing
chorus as Tendra tapped the cube again.

�Using the stylus provided, inscribe your Lover�s name on
a part of your body that only he or she has seen.�

Mirax whistled. �Considering how much of you we�ve seen, Leia, this could be challenge.�

�Very funny,� Leia retorted as
she rose from her chair. �That fashion benefit was not my idea.� She
paused, considering her options, then pulled her
waistband down to reveal the upper portion of her hip.

�Seen it,� Mara announced. To the numerous upraised
eyebrows, she explained, �Her lovely attire at Jabba�s
palace.�

Leia
groaned. �I am never going to live that down.� Turning so that her back was
facing away from the table, she pulled her waistband even lower. �Someone�s
going to have to write it for me. I can�t reach back there.�

Mara grabbed the stylus. �I�ll do it!� Leia�s
eyes grew wide and Mara smiled sweetly. �After all, what are sisters for if
they can�t write on your ass?�

Several women choked on their drinks in laughter as Mara
leaned over behind the former princess, who was flushing a deep shade of pink.

Pulling her pants back up, Leia
plopped back down in her chair and speared Mara mockingly with her brown eyes. �Your turn. Confession or Challenge?�

�Challenge!� the group predicted again.

Mara returned Leia�s gaze and
answered with a smirk, �Confession.�

Consulting the cube, Tendra read
aloud, �Tell us when and where you and your Lover first became lovers.�

�And Tendra and Lando's wedding doesn�t count. We all know about
that,� Mirax interjected teasingly then mumbled just
loud enough for everyone to hear, �I thought you two were going to go at it
right there on the dance floor.�

Mara narrowed her eyes at the chorus of giggles and took a
sip of whiskey before answering evenly, �Wayland. In the
forest.�

The giggles died down and were replaced by looks of
confusion.

�When did you go back to Wayland?� Leia
finally asked.

�Oh, we�ve never gone back,� the bride-to-be said calmly.

Taking another sip of her drink, Mara struggled to keep a
straight face while surveying the mixed expressions of bewilderment, disbelief,
and shock now surrounding her.

Leia
was the first to speak again. �Wait a minute. Are you talking about ten years
ago? During that thing with the crazy cloned Jedi on Mount Tantiss?�

Mara simply nodded and watched Leia�s
jaw drop almost to the table. �But,� the brunette protested, �You wanted to
kill Luke back then! Did you have him at blaster-point or something?�

�Oh no,� Mara continued her serene confession. �It was
very much consensual.�

�Hang on,� Shada D�ukal, ex-Mistryl Warrior and
now companion of Talon Karrde, leaned over the table.
�You were supposed to kill him and you kriffed him
instead?� she asked incredulously. �What kind of assassin-training school did you
go to? Because that�s not how I learned to take out a target.�

Shada�s declaration was drowned out by hoots and cackles as Mirax and Iella practically fell
out of their chairs laughing. Mara rolled her eyes, still remaining
straight-faced, and waited for the clamor to end.

�So,� Iella prodded, wiping
tears from her eyes. �That was a long time ago and you�re just now getting
married. I guess it wasn�t very good?�

�Whoa,� Leia protested through
more snickers. �This is my brother we�re talking about. I don�t need details.�

Mara nodded in concession and answered calmly, �I�ll just
say that I had no complaints that time or any of the others.�

Shada caught on first. �Others? Let me guess
� the Jedi Academy?�

�The Academy, yes,� Mara began to tick off on her fingers.
�Twice � no, three � times there.� She pretended not to notice the
ever-widening eyes of her friends. �Kuat, Coruscant, Tatooine, no wait,
where were we before Tatooine?�

Mara was trying to remember if it had been Adumar or Bespin, when Leia broke into her musings with a tone of genuine concern.
�I don�t understand. If you�ve been together all this time, why did you wait so
long to get engaged?�

The question was not unexpected, but Mara still paused to
compose her answer as the mood around the table turned inquisitive. �We weren�t
�together,� really. At first, it was just casual,� she started hesitantly. �We
were just friends with privileges, you could say. And then Callista��
She mentally skipped over the memory of the night that had been a mutual nadir
for both her and Luke. �And then it wasn�t casual anymore,� she finished
simply.

Mara looked up at her friends who were silently absorbing
her confession. Leia finally reached across the table
and took her hand. �I�m glad,� she said, her brown eyes now soft with
affection. �I couldn�t have asked for a better sister.�

�Hear, hear,� Iella smiled,
raising her glass as others around the table met hers in a resounding �clink�
of agreement.

* * * * *

Crowded in a corner booth of the Afterburner Lounge,
Luke sat surrounded by friends who had taken it upon themselves to ply him with
liquor and questions regarding his impending nuptials.

�It started at the Academy, right?� Corran
Horn queried. �I knew there was something going on between the two of
you. Especially after that encounter with Exar
Kun when she asked me to watch after you.�

Chuckles and grins commenced as Luke was prodded by more
than one elbow in response.

Wedge chimed in next. �This did come on rather suddenly,
Luke. She�s not pregnant, is she?�

�No!� Luke glared at one of his oldest friends. �That is not
why we�re getting married.�

�He�s a smart man!� Lando
declared, slurring his words slightly. �He saw a good thing and�.well�.he�s a
lucky, lucky man.�

Talon pushed Lando off his
shoulder. �Like you know, Calrissian.�

�Do you?� Lando retorted.

�No!� Talon�s rebuttal matched Luke�s. �We were never more
than business partners.�

Luke�s eyes grew wide at the growing number of friends
referencing his fianc� in such a manner. He was about to protest when his Jedi
comrade came to his rescue.

�Seriously, Luke,� Corran said,
motioning for the others to be quiet. �When did she first make you sweat.�

Five sets of eyes riveted to him and Luke shifted in his
seat. �Let�s see,� he rubbed his temple for emphasis. �That would have been our
very first embrace.�

Various voices chorused, �Ahhhh�..�

�We were huddled in the woods, flat on the ground.�

Five men leaned nonchalantly forward in their seats, as if
no one would notice.

�Yes,� Luke continued, drawing the tale out. �She was
lying next to me, whispering into my ear with her arm around my shoulders�.and
a blaster pressed into my jaw.�

It took a minute for the last phrase to compute before Lando, ever the romantic, protested, �What? Now, I know she
can be moody, but-�

�On Myrkr!� Luke finished. �I�d
known the woman less than a day and she was already gunning for me. I did break
a tiny sweat.�

�We all know about that part already,� Talon winked,
signaling for another round of drinks.

When their glasses had been refilled, Han leaned back in a
knowing fashion. �And I was certain you were going to say Wayland. That night that the two of you sneaked off into the forest.�

Luke was halfway through a sip of brandy and sputtered,
�We were talking.�

�Must have been an interesting conversation,� Han
continued, cocking an eyebrow. �Considering that you both came back with twigs
in your hair.�

Luke pursed his lips, averting his gaze from the surprised
stares of his friends. �We ran into some bushes.�

�Sounded like you ran into some nocturnal animals in a
mating frenzy.�

Feeling his face turn crimson, Luke took another swig to
defer the heckling now coming from all sides of the table.

�All right, all right.� There was no point in denying it now. �I�ll admit. That was one
of the best conversations I�d had in a long time.�

Luke�s shoulders were bruised by more gestures of
congratulations before Talon interrupted, �Wait. Wayland?
When she was going to kill you?�

�Even Mara wouldn�t deny a dead man his final wish,� he
answered, suppressing a grin. �And it was supposed to be an isolated event,
seeing as how we were going to meet our dooms at the hand of a crazy dark
Jedi.�

�Supposed to be?�

�Well, we survived.� Luke settled back in the booth with a
confident smile. �And, over the years, I�ll just say that we�ve had several
very nice conversations since then.�

The table grew silent until Han practically knocked it
over signaling the bartender. �Another round of drinks here!
And this one�s on me.�

* * * * *

Iella had just picked �challenge� when the door chime sounded. �I
wonder who that could be?� She asked wide-eyed.

The dining area was in full view of the front door and the
women at the table gaped as two cloaked figures entered at Iella�s
beckoning. Both were dressed in traditional Jedi robes and one carried a small
audio unit, which he placed on a table beside the lounger.

They bowed at the waist before addressing the lady of the
household. �We understand that you need our assistance, ma�am.�

�Why, yes,� Iella grinned.
�Thank you for coming so promptly.� As she spoke, she made her way to where
Mara was seated and placed a hand on her shoulder. �My friend here is planning
to marry a Jedi and she�s a little nervous about the wedding night. I was
hoping you could give her some pointers.�

�Why certainly, ma�am.� They pulled their hoods back in
unison to expose the handsome, chiseled faces of two young men. �It would be an
honor.�

One of the Jedi reached for the audio unit and Mara looked
up at Iella as realization dawned. �You didn�t��

Obviously in on the joke from the beginning, the other
women around the table appeared ready to burst with barely-contained giggles.

The audio unit erupted in loud dance music as the Jedi
flung off their cloaks to reveal low-cut tunics and tight-fitting trousers.
Suddenly surrounded by laughing and cheering friends, Mara was pulled to her
feet and shoved between the two Jedi, now gyrating to the music.

Mara glanced over her shoulder to Iella
and hissed, �Your ass is mine for this!�

Iella cocked her head and smiled innocently. �Aw, thanks. But I don�t
swing that way.�

* * * * *

�Does Leia know about this?� Han
continued to prod as the brandy loosened Luke�s lips.

�I don�t think so,� the younger man answered. �I
haven�t told her, at least.�

�Speaking of-� Corran hiccupped.
�What are the ladies doing tonight?�

Wedge held up a finger, coughing on his drink, and plunked
his glass to the table. �Iella hired strippers
dressed as Jedi.� He glanced at his chrono, blinking.
�They should be arriving just about now.�

�Strippers?� Talon laughed. �I hope they�re not for
Mara. Or that your wife is prepared to tip them well.�

Luke glanced toward the exit as his friends chuckled
around the table. He suddenly had an idea.

* * * * *

Mara had been planted firmly on the lounger, with Shada standing guard so she couldn�t escape, as various
articles of Jedi attire hit the floor in tempo with the pulsing music. The
shorter stripper, now shirtless, stood at her knees and swung his hips so that
his fake lightsaber hilt swayed in front of Mara�s
face.

�You know how to use that thing?� She asked teasingly.

�Yes ma�am, I do.� He leaned over her with a wink. �Would
you like a demonstration?�

�Maybe later.� She played along, but planted a finger
firmly in his chest to push him away. In spite of herself, she was beginning to
hope the show would be over soon so that she could find her own Jedi and strip
him in a similar fashion.

The young man danced back into the room and began to
loosen his belt to the enthusiastic approval of the other women.

Mara leaned down to retrieve her glass and when she sat
back up there was another Jedi standing in front of her. This one must have just
arrived since he was still fully clothed. �Perhaps I could interest you in a
private demonstration, ma�am,� he said in a low voice.

A warm flush spread across her cheeks as she took his
outstretched hand and followed him obediently down the hallway and into the
master bedroom. Closing the door behind them, he pushed her against it and
kissed her, pressing his lightsaber firmly against
her hips.

She pushed him away, breathless. �What are you doing
here?�

�I couldn�t resist,� Luke answered, pushing his hood back.
�After Wedge told us what Iella had planned.�

�What about the girls?� She asked, unfastening his cloak
and tossing it to the floor. �They�ll notice I�m gone.�

�Not a problem,� he answered, planting hot kisses along
her neck. �The guys were right behind me. All drunk and anxious to see their
women.�

�Mmmm�� was the only response
she could manage as he pulled her shirt off over her head and traced the lines
of her bra with his lips. Her knees went weak when he sucked her nipples
through the silky fabric.

�Not against the door,� she groaned. �They�ll hear.�
Capturing his lips in a frantic kiss, she pushed him backwards while removing
his tunic and belt. The bed was to their right and she steered him away from
it, as she was sure Iella wouldn�t appreciate them
copulating on her clean sheets.

Stumbling in the darkness, they fell into something soft.
�Stang!� she swore when her knee hit something else
that wasn�t soft. �Turn on the light.�

A glow strip along the ceiling flickered on and they found
themselves tangled in the clothes rack of a spacious closet. Mara�s eye was
instantly drawn to Wedge�s pilot uniform and helmet hanging on the back wall as
a delicious thought came to mind.

Luke was reaching for her waistband when she grabbed his
arm. �Wait.� She lifted the helmet from its stand and turned to Luke. �Did I
ever tell you that I have a thing for pilots, too?� she purred, slowly lowering
the helmet onto his head.

He looked as if he didn�t quite know what to say, but made
no objections as she pushed him down onto a corner stool and straddled his
legs. �Tell me, Rogue. Did you ever do it in your X-wing?�

Luke pushed the blast shield up and answered with a cocky
grin, �I don�t think there were any of us who didn�t.�

�And what, exactly, is the best position in a cockpit?�
She asked huskily as she lowered herself onto his hips. �Something like this, I
would assume?�

�Well,� Luke swallowed as she began to grind against his
ever-tightening pants. �It would depend on whether or not the canopy was up, or how tall the girl was.�

�So if the canopy was down and the girl didn�t want to
bump her head, she might have to adjust her technique�� Letting her voice trail
off seductively, she slid off his lap and parted his legs to kneel between them.
Running her hands slowly up his thighs, she lingered over the bulge of his
manhood and stroked him firmly through the fabric.

�There�s not much legroom,� he continued with quickened
breaths. �So she�d have to be petite to get down there, but it wouldn�t be the
first time I�d heard of such a technique.�

�Interesting,� Mara murmured, unfastening the clasp on his
trousers to expose his primed erection. She glided her palm over the taut
flesh, easing it out of his pants so that she could circle it completely.
Working her hand up and down his length, she knelt up to kiss him beneath the
blast shield of the helmet then made her way back down his neck and chest,
savoring the taste and scent of his skin.

Reaching his waiting organ, she kissed its tip gently,
licking the fluid that had pooled there before trailing her tongue along the
sensitive seam just below. He moaned quietly, threading his fingers into her
hair as she took him into her mouth and suckled his member until he was
squirming with near-release.

�Mara,� he gasped. �You have to stop before I��

But she had no intention of stopping. Somehow, in all
their time together, she had never tasted him like this and she wanted it now �
craved it. She quickened her effort until she heard him grunt and felt him
spasm as hot seed filled her mouth. Groaning in mutual satisfaction, she
consumed him to completion.

He was still panting when she climbed onto his lap and
pushed the helmet back to reveal damp hair and flushed lips that she promptly
covered with her own. Sliding his hands up her back, he pulled her close,
devouring her mouth with the intensity she�d just shown him.

�I like that technique,� he breathed between kisses. �In
fact,� he broke away, holding her at arms� length as he reached for a hook by
Wedge�s uniform. �I�ve got one of my own that you might like.�

He removed a smooth, silver cylinder from a banded holster
and held it up for her to see.

�That�s a flare,� she said cautiously.

�It is. But if you disarm it, like so.� Removing a small
access panel, he plucked a small, red wire from the casing. �And ignite it��

It was all Mara could do not to jump for cover when he
flicked the ignition then held it up again.

�It just vibrates,� he finished with a grin. �Here, hold
it.�

Mara took it and rose as Luke grasped her around the waist
and lifted her up so that he could remove her pants and underwear. �Did you
come up with this?� She asked, stepping out of her clothes and studying the
flare.

�No, but it�s very popular with the ladies. Turn around.�

Following his lead, she turned so that her back was to him
and settled onto his lap at his guidance. �Now lean back,� he instructed
quietly.

As she did, he ran his hands up her abdomen and pulled the
fabric of her bra down to caress her breasts with feathery strokes. She moaned,
closing her eyes and pressing her back against his firm chest. Her skin tingled
at his touch and she turned her head to graze her lips along his chin and jaw.

His hands traveled lower, down her belly and thighs, and
pulled her legs apart to expose her now-aching womanhood. She�d forgotten about
the flare until he took it from her and touched the vibrating surface lightly
to her nipples.

�Oh!� She startled, immediately understanding why this
particular technique was popular.

He teased each of her peaks until she felt moisture
dripping from her sex and she lifted her hips in unspoken supplication. She did
not have to wait long before he drew the flare down her body and grazed it over
her swollen female folds.

�Oh�Luke�� she whispered, kissing the thin skin beneath
his ear even as he slid the vibrating cylinder between her cleft, circling it
teasingly over the sensitized nub within.

�That�s amazing�� She could think of no other words
as she spiraled into a state of sheer bliss. More than once, she approached
climax only to have him withdraw the flare and start again, tormenting her with
delightful pleasure.

Just when she thought she could stand it no longer, he
allowed her to finish and she buried her face in his neck to muffle her cries
of release. He eased her down, replacing the flare with his fingers and
stroking her shuddering sex until she calmed in his arms.

The sound of voices in the hallway jerked them back to
reality. Scrambling for their clothes, they breathed a sigh of relief when the
voices moved on.

�How long have we been in here?� Luke asked, fastening his
tunic.

�Not sure, but I doubt we can go out there without
enduring a spectacle,� she answered. �Is there a back door out?�

�Yeah, down the hall.�

Mara straightened the closet as Luke left a brief holonote on the comm console.
Peering out of the bedroom door, Luke signaled for her to follow and they left
the Antilles� home unnoticed.

* * * * *

Later that evening, Iella
emerged from the refresher in her nightclothes and turned the bedcovers back.
�I wonder where the guests of honor got off to?�

�No telling,� Wedge answered, turning to face her. �Did
you know that they�ve been kriffing each other
since-�

�Wayland!� She finished. �I know. Would you have believed
it?�

�Never,� her husband answered, shaking his head. Noticing
a blinking light on the console, he keyed for reception.

�What�s that?� Iella asked.

�It�s a note from Luke. Says he owes me
a flare.�

Wedge began to laugh and Iella
lifted an eyebrow in confusion. �A flare?�

�I never showed you that trick?�

His wife shook her head �no.�

�Ah.� Stepping briefly into the closet, he came back
holding a silver cylinder. �You�re going to like this,� he said with a
mischievous grin. �Trust me.�

(Until next time�)
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