Awakening | By : laloga13 Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 4569 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Nine
Stonewall followed her back into their quarters where they stood facing one another for a few moments. Finally she looked up at him, her eyes glowing fiercely, and he could tell that she was fighting for control. “Stonewall, I want to thank you,” she whispered, taking both of his hands and giving them a squeeze. “You've been such a steady presence in my life these last months, and I don't know how I would have survived this ordeal without your...enthusiasm.” Here she gave a wry smile, which he returned. “It wasn't exactly a hardship for me, Kali,” he replied, lacing their fingers. “But I would have done much worse things to help you.” He debated for one moment, then lowered himself to his knees, keeping their hands joined as he did so and holding her gaze when he spoke. “Kalinda Halcyon, I pledge my oath of loyalty to you until such a time as you choose to release me. I am your man, without reservation, without hesitation, today, tomorrow and always.” It was an approximation of the oath that all clones swore to the Republic and he wondered if she would understand the significance of it. But even through the haze of her desire he could tell that he'd moved her, though he could not read her expression – rather, it was something that he could sense, and the ridiculous thought occurred to him that perhaps some of her Force-abilities were rubbing off on him. After a moment she freed her right hand from his and placed her palm to his cheek, bringing him back to his feet with a feather-touch before leaning up to embrace and kiss him; in response, he wrapped his arms around her body, drinking in her taste, her scent. This will likely be the last time, he thought dimly as they kissed. I should make the most of it. As if reading his thoughts, she pulled back and regarded him again, her eyes still luminous. She ran her fingers over the planes of his face before she kissed his mouth gently and walked to the pallet. He followed. Their clothes were discarded and within moments she was in his arms again, grinding her hips against his with insistence even as she pulled him on top of her, her eyes still fixed on his. “I want to see you,” she whispered, angling her body so that he could penetrate her with ease. Nodding, he slid himself into her, taking a fierce delight in the gasp that sprang from her mouth and the shudders that ran through her entire body as he thrust forward; he moved his hands to seek out her core, but she stopped him. “Just hold me,” she murmured, her arms around his back. “Please...” In the end, he thought that this time was shorter than the others, though her climax seemed stronger and more sudden than it had ever been; before he gave in to his own release he realized that the glow had barely faded from her eyes. “I think it knows...what we intend to do...” she managed to choke out as she clung to him. “Again...” He began to thrust with all of the strength he could muster, marveling at how she seemed to become only more aroused by his actions; sooner than he would have liked, he felt his orgasm come, and he groaned her name as he emptied himself inside of her. “I'm sorry,” he whispered once he caught his breath. “I tried to hold back...” “I know how you can make it up to me.” She lay down and parted her thighs, beckoning him. He knelt before her and took her first with his fingers, then his mouth, tasting himself as well as her – strange, to be sure, but not unpleasant – and feeling her entire body shudder and quake before all of her muscles contracted and released with her orgasm. When her eyes opened, the glow had faded considerably and she gave a sigh. “That should settle things for a little while.” Her hand skimmed along his arm, sending chills across his skin. “How long do you think it's been?” His chronometer was discarded along with his armor. “About twenty minutes,” he answered with a laugh. “We're getting too efficient,” she replied, grinning as she reached for him again.They were only a few minutes late to meet the others at the central area of the camp where General Tallis had gathered the five speeder bikes. Save one, each bike had two people astride it, Corps members whose expressions looks ranged from perplexed to put out. The remaining bike was empty, waiting for Kalinda and Stonewall. General Tallis nodded to them; as soon as they were aboard, the group sped off into the jungle.
At Kalinda's suggestion, Stonewall had dressed in his familiar red-striped armor, but for the first time in his memory, it felt strange to wear his kit. Perhaps, he mused with a faint smile, he'd grown accustomed to wearing nothing at all in her presence, though such a thing would most certainly have been against protocol in this company. The feeling of strangeness was heightened with the dark-haired woman seated behind him, her arms around his torso as they raced through the jungle. It would have been easy to let his mind wander back to the heated moments in their cabin, but he shook his head. Keep your mind on the mission, soldier, he thought, recalling his earlier encounter with Quarry. Such a thing was easier said than done. Memories of the previous days' events kept bubbling to the surface of his thoughts despite his best efforts. Even now, as they were on their way to rid her of the spirit, he was acutely aware of her body pressing into his, her hands clutching at his waist, the rise and fall of her chest as her breathing grew more labored with each passing moment. Her earlier words echoed in his mind. It knows what we intend to do... His grip on the controls tightened. Hang in there, Kalinda, he thought. As much as I'd like to, I don't think we can do much about it right now. Luckily, the trip did not take as long as General Tallis had anticipated and they soon reached the sacred grove of Mundali. It was clear why the red-haired Jedi had not wanted to bring their ship: the area was covered with massive, thick trees whose spreading branches blotted out most of the sky. The trees themselves were a light gray, each with dozens of knobby knees – some of which were taller than Stonewall himself – that filled the space between their smooth trunks. General Tallis directed them to the middle of the grove, which was bare and circular, surrounded by the knobby knees. Kalinda stood in the center of the group while Stonewall remained to the side, letting the Force-sensitive folks do their work while he kept an eye out for the kind of danger he could keep at bay with a blaster. After a few moments of organization, General Tallis began to instruct the others. “Each of you, direct your thoughts and your awareness toward General Halcyon; using your strength, she and I should be able to free her from the spirit.” The group obediently began to do so. Kalinda's reaction was immediate: her spine stiffened and she let out a groan before falling to her knees, her hands clutching at the earth below her. Stonewall stepped forward, but was stopped in his tracks by a sharp look from General Tallis. However, a moment later he watched as her eyes drifted shut, and a cursory glance at the area showed him that the Jedi and the rest of the Agri-Corps members were now utterly captivated by their activities, and did not appear to be inclined to move. Beyond him, Kali gave another moan; he knew her well enough now to understand that it was not a sound indicative of pleasure, but rather pain. This was confirmed when Kalinda's torso collapsed to the earth completely, fingers clutching at the dirt; her entire body began to glow as it had done when the spirit entered her, and the dark-haired woman let out a keening shriek. That, as it turned out, was more than he could stand. As usually happened when he was engaged in combat, Stonewall's body moved of its own accord, and before he knew it had happened, his bucket was discarded behind him and he was at her side, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her close to his chest. “Kali,” he whispered, willing every bit of his strength into her. “You can do this...you can fight it.” She groaned and said something that he did not catch, though her body pressed closer to his and she seemed to try and reach around his neck. The energy was palpable even to him, now; through the canopy he could see that the sky had darkened, while all around them the wind picked up, lashing her unbound hair against his face. “Fight it, Kalinda,” he urged, pressing his lips to her ear as he spoke. “Don't let that blasted thing win!” At his words she pulled back a little and her eyes opened; the glow so intense he wished for the visor in his helmet for a moment. When her lips parted, it was not Kali who spoke, but the strange, wailing voice from the cavern. “She is mine.” “No!” It was Kali, now, though he knew he'd added his own voice to hers in protest. Kalinda squeezed her eyes shut and gripped his shoulders so tightly he thought she might snap through the plastoid armor. Violent shudders overtook her, as if the struggle was happening within the confines of her body, until finally... Finally her grip loosened. The glow faded and the wind died down, leaving her panting and limp in his arms, and he said her name as he reached a hand up to brush her dark hair from her face. “It's over,” she whispered, looking up at him with eyes that held no trace of anything but Kalinda. “It's gone.” “Master,” General Tallis was beside them in an instant. “It worked, didn't it?” Relief spread across the red-haired Jedi's face as Kali nodded, attempting to stand on wobbling legs; Stonewall offered her his hand, and they rose together. “Thank you, Honi,” Kalinda said, putting her hand on her former apprentice's shoulder. “That goes for all of you,” she added, turning to the Corps members, each of whom was staring at her, nonplussed. 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