Jaina and Jag
Nothing Short of Wonderful
The usual disclaimers apply. I am just playing with the characters…taking them out for an airing, so to speak. It seems to be the only way any of the younger ones get any, HUMMMM….recreation. All belongs to Lucasfilms, and the people who created them. Not for profit.
The Setting: New Couracant A Holoball game. About a year after The Unifying Force. (Please note that I wrote this before reading the Dark Nest trilogy, but I still believe the events contained herein could happen. She says she still loves him and always will. I think he is the right one for her.)
A.N Please note that the // // indicates things said over a Force bond. These can not be heard aloud. I tried to use italics, but the format made them all strange, and I could not figure out how to fix them. I will experiment for future stories.
Chapter 1
Jaina was finding it hard to concentrate on the action of the Holoball game in front of her. She loved her uncle and his family, but little Ben was getting tired and not paying too much attention anymore. He was ready to go get the treat of dessert that he had been promised if he behaved for the first two quarters. Jaina agreed, first of all she much preferred to be playing holoball than watching, and she had been neglecting her lightsaber practice, and indeed, much of the physical, now that she was officially the adjunct to her Uncle Luke Skywalker. He kept her hopping with short flights to close by planets so her flying side was happy, but she was missing the physical exertion; and a certain Rougue Leader that had gone home after the fall of the Yuuz’han Vong for a short furlough and to be given his new job duties as Chiss Liaison to the New Alliance.
As she turned to her aunt, she was startled to see a knowing grin on Mara’s face. //You are projecting, my apprentice// Mara smiled smugly.
//I am a full Knight now, Aunt Mara, and I don’t PROJECT//
//Look at your Uncle and tell me that//
Jaina turned to look out the corner of her eyes at Luke, and groaned as she saw that his face was a bright crimson. “Sorry Uncle Luke,” she said sheepishly, “I forgot I was here and …” She stammered to a stop as another voice was heard in her mind.
//Damnit, Jaina// her brother said from their rooms // I need a cold shower now//
The twin thing was really annoying at times. Her Mom had told her about one episode that Han and she had with Luke and Mara, when teaching her about shielding after her first date.
//Sorry Jac// she sent. //I am trying not to think about him.//
They all laughed at her. “Thanks for coming with us, Jaina”, Ben said. “I like it when you spent time with us.”
“I like you too, Ben”, said his cousin. //Even when you try to listen to the grownups talk//
Ben Skywalker groaned. // How long till I don’t get caught doing that and I actually hear what is said?//
Jaina laughed out loud. “You have years to practice that Little Jedi”, she told him, using Luke’s pet name for her dead brother with only a small pang of sadness. Luke wondered if the time would ever come when he could call his son that without feeling that it was wrong.
Jaina suddenly stiffened. There was a Presence in the Force that she recognized. A deep voice said, “Master Skywalker, I see your party is having a good time tonight, would you care for a little company?”
Jaina was struck speechless. Her aunt and uncle had been shielding something from her all night, and this must be it.
//Relax Jaina// Mara sent //You have been set up by the people who love you most. Including that handsome hunk of man behind you.//
Jaina slowly turned to see the object of her earlier thoughts standing extremely close behind her. “Hello,” Jagged Fel said wincing slightly at her expression. It did not bode well for his hopes. “I missed you on the com when I arrived, and called your Mom and Dad hoping that they could tell me where you were. This was their idea.”
Jaina relaxed slightly, “Hi yourself,” she said. “I am glad to see you.” Jag felt then that he could touch her. He put his hand on the back of her neck and glided it up to the spot under her hair that she loved. The Skywalkers noticed the tension, and started packing up their things to go.
“I think that you two can stay here and watch the last two quarters without interference from us, “Mara grinned. She sent over her PRIVATE force bond to Luke //Remember reunions? Hope that her shielding is good.//
//Glad Han is not a Jedi// sent back Luke. He blushed and stammered that they would see her at the family picnic the next afternoon.
Jaina knew that they were talking about her, but could not tell what they were saying over that damn Private bond of theirs. She was feeling pretty odd right about now, and wanted to be alone with Fel to give him a good piece of her mind…then…
The couple sat back down to “watch” the game in silence, and Jaina said, “I believe that you were going to work on magical for our encounters.”
Jag winced; she was still reeling from the surprise and the public place. Probably not the best idea for a first reunion after eight months, but her Mom and Dad had thought it a good plan. He thought Han and Leia liked him enough not to set him up for failure, and hoped that the plans he had for later were good enough to overcome the rocky start. “I am hoping things will go better from here, “he said with a cocky grin. Damn the proton torpedoes and to lightspeed. “I have a plan that I think you will like. Let’s go.” He took her arm and stood up.
“Tell me where I am going first Jagged Fel, or I am not going ANYWHERE with you,” Jaina ground out between gritted teeth.
“Uh hunh, that would be telling, and a scoundrel never tells.” He grinned at her obvious anger.
She debated making a scene, then rejected the idea. She was too well known, and her mom would have a fit if she was on the Holonews. They walked in silence until they reached a building that she had never been in before. Its plain front belied the opulence of the interior. Jag led her to a turbolift and punched in a floor. He hit the override button and looked at her, “OK, let me have it. I don’t need to be Force sensitive to tell you are angry.”
“It is more hurt,” she said with a small smile. “I thought that you would be as eager to see me as I am to see you…” she stopped with a mental kick to herself. Overplayed your hand Jaina, good job with the subtlety there.
Jag slowly reached for her and pulled her close into a tender embrace. “I wanted our reunion to be special, and I needed some time to make it just right,” he almost purred. His head slowly bowed to hers and his lips gently grazed hers in a whisper of a kiss. He buried his fingers in her hair and groaned. “I want to kiss you, but I want to make sure that you are not angry first.” Jaina sighed and closed the gap between their lips carefully. That was all he needed. She was pulled into a shattering embrace and kissed until she was breathless. His hands roamed all over her back and face just the way she liked it. They kissed so fiercely that she knew her lips would be bruised, and she silently thanked her Mom for the practice she made her do in shielding. She was having trouble standing upright, and so he gently swept her up in his arms and continued kissing her until they were both drowning in desire. The turbolift pinged to a stop, and they decorously exited giggling to themselves all the way to the door of the room.
They fell through the door and continued kissing as they made their way to the large sofa. Jag pulled Jaina down in his lap and began to caress her all over. Her arms, her legs, her face and her hair. He was studiously avoiding her breasts, and Jaina was beginning to get really aroused. Her hands tangled in his hair and tried to pull his head down to kiss the swollen peaks that begged for his expert touch, but he broke the kiss saying, “Not yet Goddess,” he said referring to her call sign in the recent war. “I have special plans for tonight, and that is not in the plans yet.” He got up from under her and went to the kitchen. He returned with a small wine cart, and two glasses. He handed her a glass, and as Jaina drank she looked at her surroundings. Where are we, she wondered. She voiced the question and Jag said simply, “Look around.”
As Jaina looked closer she saw that the walls were graced with Chiss art. She drew in a sharp breath, and got up to look more closely at one of the holo frames on the nearby table. It was a double frame, and she could see Jag clearly in one of the pictures. He was holding a small dark haired woman in his arms. She recognized the clothes she was wearing the day he left Zenoma Secot…when they had said goodbye after her refusal of marriage. He also had the most shattered expression of love and longing she had ever seen on any face before. She was afraid to look at the other frame, but her eyes were drawn to the face that rested there. As she thought, it was her, and the expression on her face mirrored his. Who…When??? JACEN, she thought. He had told her that Jag asked him to take the first picture as they said goodbye on Zenoma Secot, but he never told her about the second.
//Brother// she sent //we need to have a serious talk, and you better hope that Jag can calm me down about this//
Jag was studding her intently, and moved to take her into his arms. “That Holo is the only thing that kept me from rushing back before I got what I wanted out of my new job. Please do not be angry with Jacen. I take it he never told you about the second picture.” Jaina shook her head, too overcome to speak. “What else did he tell you about that day?”
“Nothing,” she said hoarsely.
“Good, the man can be trusted with a secret.” Jag’s enigmatic smile had Jaina worried, what other Holos had her DEAR twin taken without her knowledge? Jag handed Jaina her drink and drew her down on his lap again. He began to stroke her shoulders and neck as he told her about his position and this apartment that went with it. Jaina relaxed, and leaned back into the embrace. She lost track of what he was saying as the evocative motions of his ministrations took a toll on her control.
She turned in his arms and said, “Ambassador Fel, I have just one more question for you.” She smiled at his raised eyebrow, and took a deep breath. “Why are we still talking, when there are many other things I would like to be doing?”
“As you wish, My Lady Adjunct,” Fel grinned and gently laid his lips on hers in a shatteringly tender kiss. Jaina sighed, and then pushed him onto his back and straddled him. She took the kiss deeper and thrust her tongue into his mouth.
She felt two concerned presences in her mind.
//You need to leave now, Mom and Mara, otherwise you will be VERY EMBARRASSED//
Jaina decided that she was ready to take their relationship (and the handsome Ambassador) a little deeper. She began to unbutton his shirt, kissing her way down the exposed skin as she did. He tried to speak, but she silenced him with a look. As Jaina reached the last button of his shirt, she felt the evidence of her actions, and said, “I thought only Jedi carried lightsabers.”
He laughed and reached up to caress her breasts through her shirt. “Did you lose yours?” he asked with a smile.
“I’d better investigate,” she said with a mischievous grin. She unbuttoned the top button of his pants and was pleased to hear his sharp intake of breath, as she lowered her mouth to kiss the flesh just above his obvious erection. “I think I can duel with this,” Jaina grinned and rapidly released his straining organ. She lovingly tongued his manhood, and then licked him from base to tip. She could feel his labored breathing, and took him all in her mouth at once. She increased the suction as she relaxed her jaws to swallow him to the hilt.
She held him there until he ground out, “Gods Jaina, you are going to kill me. It has been forever, my love. If you want me to stop without making love to you fully tonight, you need to stop now.” Jaina looked at him with a burning intensity under her bangs. She had done this before with him, but they had never made love…did she trust herself and him? Was he the one that she would be with for the rest of her life? She had told him of her vow to herself that she would not have casual sex. When she lost her virginity, it was for love alone. I know that I love this man, and come what may, I will not regret showing him that I trust him with my most precious gift. Jaina let his manhood drop from her mouth. Jag held his breath as she slowly returned to his embrace.
“I think we had better move this to the bedroom, then, because I intend to have all of you tonight.”
Jag laughed unsteadily, and stood to scoop his Goddess up in his strong arms. He turned to carry her to the bedroom, as if he held the most precious jewel in the world in his arms. He knew that he had done the right thing, and that the other part of his surprise would be received well.
CHAPTER 2 The Solo apartment
As Luke had piloted the family airspeeder home, Mara got a Force message from Leia. She gently nudged her husband, and they told Ben that they needed to see his Aunt Leia and Uncle Han for a minute. Ben loved to go and talk to his Uncle Han, and there were always good sweets from See Threepio’s kitchen. As they walked in to the family room n the Solo apartment, Mara and Luke found Leia practically sitting on Han’s lap.
“Help me here,” She laughed, “I am telling this scoundrel that he remembers reunions too well, and he needs to let Jaina live her own life. If he comms her now, he will have one angry daughter to deal with.”
“Hey, Kid, I just want to make sure Fel has all his limbs still attached,” Han muttered, “and remind him that he is dealing with MY baby girl.” He finished darkly.
Leia laughed and sent him into the kitchen with Ben to find something to eat. She looked at Mara, and the two women looked at Luke.
“I believe that the men could use you in the kitchen, my love.” Mara nudged Luke towards the door.
He went shaking his head. “I think he would be embarrassed by us trying to make sure she is ok, if Jag is anywhere near the scoundrel Han is.” laughed Leia.
“He better be, if the expression on Jaina’s face was any indication of her mood when he showed up.” Mara told Leia about the encounter, and the two women decided that they better check on Jaina.
In the war, the Jedi had become truly adept at intuiting to each other. Mara and Leia held hands and thought about Jaina. Their gentle probing of Jaina’s feelings was abruptly shut out.
“OOPS,” Mara said, “We better stay out of there for a while, or we won’t have our limbs attached when she duels with us in the near future.” Luke and Han came into the room leaving Ben chattering to Threepio about his favorite dessert. Han noticed the look on Leia’s face.
“You didn’t?” he asked a red faced Leia. “I have a bad feeling about this. What is that boy doing to her?”
Luke took a good look at Mara, and grinned back at Han,” I don’t think you want to know that about your little girl, if the color on our wives’ faces is anything to be judged by.” //Is she OK?//
//You remember our first reunion after being apart for EIGHT MONTHS?//
Luke grabbed Han’s arm as he started for the door. “Han, she is a grown woman, and a Jedi Knight. He is not doing anything to her that she does not want done to her.” Luke stopped embarrassed, and looked at Mara for help.
“You are on your own, Farmboy,” his helpful wife laughed, as Han began to really struggle in Luke’s grasp.
The three force sensitives in the room suddenly stiffened, and Han went really still. “What?” he asked ominously.
His wife avoided his eyes as she said, “We have just been very definitely shut out of Jaina’s mind.”
Han just groaned. “Don’t tell me any more, I don’t want to know anything else. Be glad Ben is a boy, Kid.”
He put his head in his hands and collapsed onto the nearest chair. Leia settled lovingly into his lap and kissed him softly. “At least the boy had the decency to come to us first,” she gently said, rubbing her hair on his cheek.
“What?” yelped Mara and Luke together.
“Is he going to propose?” Mara voiced the thought first.
“No,” said Leia, “He is going to give her a necklace and ring set that he and Jacen got on Zenoma Secot. I didn’t get the whole explanation before Han started the Daddy thing, so I hope that she accepts and we can get the whole story tomorrow at the family picnic.”
Han groaned again, and the Skywalkers decided that they needed to take their sticky and tired offspring home to bed and let Leia take Han’s mind off what Jaina was possibly doing. Luke hugged Leia tightly.
//Call me if he gets too out of hand, I have some Old Republic Correlian brandy that should knock him out.//
She leered at him suggestively //I think I can still distract my husband//
He blushed and grabbed Mara’s hand a little too tightly as they turned to leave.
//I think I can distract you, too, my love// came Mara’s voice in is head.
They turned to wave at the door, and covered Ben’s eyes as the embrace in the room turned into something more.
Chapter 3
Tears gathered in Jaina’s eyes at the expression on Jag’s face as he lowered her feet to the floor. He held her gently and looked into her eyes, “Are you sure Jaina, really sure? Because I don’t know if I can stop after I start.”
Jaina took a deep calming breath, and said, “When you are calm and at peace in the Force you are on the right path for you. I am at peace. This is the right path for me right now. Now stop talking and show me the scoundrel in you.”
Jag’s hands trembled as he reached for the buttons on Jaina’s shirt. He looked deep into her eyes, “You are so beautiful. I love that you are growing your hair longer. At the risk of offending you, it makes you look like your Mom, and I have always thought that she is one of the most beautiful women in the galaxies..”
“My Dad is the original scoundrel, and he seems to think so, too.” Jaina smiled forgivingly.
“You surpass her in my eyes, tonight.” he whispered as he kissed the shell of her ear. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” he breathed into her neck. The softness of his breath and the seductiveness of his words sent shivers to Jaina’s depths.
She felt the wetness increase on the core of her womanhood, and moaned softly. “You are an artful liar, but tell me more.”
He pulled back to look at her and vow, “I will NEVER lie to you Jaina. Not ever.” Her tears threatened to overflow, and he gently kissed her eyes closed. His busy hands divested her of her shirt, and bra. He sat her down on the bed removed his pants and boots, and knelt at her feet to remove her boots. The smile he gave her was nothing short of roguish as he seductively took off her boots and kissed the soles of her feet. His hands moved up her calves bunching up her pants as he took off her socks and kissed her calves. He bunched up the pants legs just far enough to tongue the back of her knees, and she moaned softly in her throat.
Turnabout was fair play, Jaina decided and gently brushed his erection with her feet. He jumped a little and stood, pulling her up with him. “No, this is for you. I will wait until you have had your fulfillment, please let me worship your body.” he begged.
Jaina decided to allow it for the time being, and nodded once. He kissed her and sucked her tongue into his mouth as his hands fumbled at the waistband of her pants. He slowly unbuckled her utility belt and lowered her lightsaber gently to the floor. He undid the catch of her pants and skimmed them down along with her panties.
Her gloriously naked body was bare to him at last, and he thought he would climax from the sheer emotion of seeing her. They pressed up against each other in a sensuous dance; questing hands reaching and learning each other’s bodies for the first time. Jag’s hands danced on Jaina’s buttocks before dipping into her core to spread her feminine outer lips. Jaina thought she would collapse to the floor, so intense were the feelings he was evoking from just caressing her. She gasped, and he looked at her quickly to make sure he hadn’t hurt her. She smiled, and he again lowered her to the bed kneeling at her feet. She tried to pull him up to kiss her, but he had other plans for her.
He kissed her gently once and pushed her upper body back on the bed. He caressed her breasts and licked the nipples blowing gently on his way past. He kissed her navel and trailed his tongue lower to her feminine core. Jag was stunned to see the beauty spread before him. It had been so long since they had shared this intimacy. He loved the taste, the feel, the smell of her. He inhaled deeply, and began to kiss her thighs. He slowly kissed from her hip to knee, and back again, lightly biting on the way back up.
Jaina writhed in passion, and pleaded, “Kiss me fly-boy. Kiss me like you know I like it.” He spread the outer lips and began to feast on her pebbled clit like a starving man. Jaina whimpered incoherent breathy sounds in her throat. He inserted first one, then two fingers and stroked her. He lashed her clit, and then soothed and sucked. He continued to slowly stroke her with his fingers.
“So wet love, is there something you need?” Jag loved the way she growled in her throat. He was surprised when she bucked his hands free and twisted so that she could lift him onto the bed. She clamped her lips around his manhood, and he almost lost control. He dived back into her flower petals and they each tried to bring the other to release first. It was a battle of wills, her sucking, him lashing her clit. They both won. As Jaina hit her climax, she took her mouth off Jag’s cock, and cried out her release. Jag screamed her name as her hand pumped him to his conclusion. He quickly turned around to take her in his arms, and plant kisses all over her face and neck. She rained kissed all over him in return.
“I love you.”
They spoke at the same time, and laughed as only lovers can. Jaina remembered a half overheard conversation of her Mom and aunt’s when she was a teen. It was something regarding reunions, and it was quickly hushed when she walked into the room.
Jag raised her slowly, and pushed her gently toward the ‘fresher. “Go, love, and I will get us some water; I, at least need it.” He watched as she walked naked and proud to the door before sprinting to the kitchen. He joined her in the ‘fresher and pushed her gently toward the room while he took care of his needs. As he appeared in the door again, Jaina felt slightly conscious of her nudity, as well as slightly aroused at the sight of his. Then she looked into his eyes, and read the love and approval there, and she was no longer shy.
Jag joined her on the bed “I have to ask, Jaina, is there a possibility of consequences if we are intimate tonight? Jaina blushed.
“No”, she whispered, “I hoped that you would want me still…” her voice trailed off. “I went on repress therapy six months ago.”
“Good, I want no restraints between us. I want to love you fully as you deserve.” Jag told her tenderly.
Now was the time, he thought. BEFORE they made love, so that she decided with both her head and her heart, not with her hormones. Jaina was puzzled when Jag reached under the bed instead of kissing her. He pulled out a long flat box, and handed it to her.
“This is the secret I asked Jacen to keep. Open it.”
She did and was thrilled to see a delicate necklace nestled in the cotton. The charm was shaped like a crown, and had a brown stone in the base. The stone was glowing and unlike any other she had ever seen. She looked a question at him. “Let me put it on you, Jaina and I will explain.” She turned and held her hair aside. As Jag fastened the clasp, he told her about the afternoon right before he left Zenoma Secot. He had asked Jacen to take him to see the Magistrar. He asked a favor of the Magistrar in light of her decision not to marry him at that time. He asked for a way that he would know of her true feelings, that he would not pressure her, but show her that the decision was truly hers. He was committed to her for life, he said, and the Magistrar had given him the necklace and the ring that he now took off his smallest finger and held out to her.
There was no stone in the ring, and he explained that when she decided with all her heart that she was ready to be his wife, his bond-mate, his soul, that the stone in the necklace would magically transfer to the ring. The Magistrar had asked him what color he wanted the stone and he had thought of the luminous deep brown color of her eyes. The stone had immediately appeared in the crown, and he had been instructed to wear the ring constantly until he saw her again. He begged her with his eyes to answer him.
“I just wear this ring and the necklace, and IF I decide that I am ready the ring will know.”
“Yes,” he said and held his breath waiting for her answer.
She nodded and held out her hand to him. He slid the ring on her hand and kissed it firmly in place. He smiled at her and she timidly smiled back. She took his hand and kissed his finger where the tan line was testament to the fact that he had indeed worn the ring at all times. She was surprised to find that it fit her perfectly, his hands were so much larger than hers. They fell in to each other kissing as hard as they ever had, teeth scraping in passion, hands roaming and breathing quickening.
He caressed her breasts worshipfully and moaned her name. His arousal was immediately hard again. Jaina was shocked at the passion inside her. The power of his giving her the decision inflamed her and made her want him in the worst kind of way. He rolled her onto her back and teased her opening with his fingers. He flicked her clit with his fingers and ground his hand gently into her vulva.
She kissed his neck and begged, “Please Jag, I can’t take much more.” He lined his pole up with her opening and ever so slowly entered her. She was so tight and wet that he nearly lost control. He knew he had to go slowly because she was a virgin, but all he wanted to do was bury himself in the woman that he adored. Jaina tensed at the new sensations he was invoking her.
She groaned and nipped his neck. “I am ok fly-boy, you can go in the whole way now.” He didn’t want to hurt her, so he continued to go tortuously slowly. He met the barrier of her virginity and took her slight gasp of pain into his kiss. He immediately stilled and allowed her to adjust to his size.
She moved her hips and he almost lost control again, “Slowly love, you are so tight, I need a little bit to control myself.” Jaina felt passion slam into her at his words.
Suddenly she didn’t want slow and tender and she moved her hips again telling him, “I want you to explode inside me. Take me away to paradise.” She flexed her inner muscles to milk him the way she had read about and he began to thrust inside her. Slowly at first and then faster and faster as he realized that she was as aroused as he. Their mingled groans and excited breathing excited them even more and they thrust together in the age old dance of love.
Jaina screamed out his name as she reached the pinnacle of release. Jag was right behind her as he shouted, “I love you.”
They collapsed into each others arms and slowly sanity returned. They didn’t need words as they held each other and cuddled. They drifted off to sleep together with Jag’s arm flung across Jaina’s waist.
Chapter 4
As consciousness slowly returned Jaina felt wrapped in love, and looked over at the man sleeping lightly beside her. She kissed him gently, and felt a wave of tenderness as he opened his eyes and said, “I love you Jaina Solo, now and forever.”
“Oh Jag”, she whispered. “I love you too, but…”
He cut her off with a kiss. “I gave you that necklace to avoid awkward moments like this one. Never feel pressure from me. You have all the time in the world.”
Moonlight filtered in through the windows, and Jaina wondered if she dared to stay there all night. Jag frowned, and asked, “What are you thinking about?”
“I was wondering if anyone missed me yet. Jacen must be home now, and I was supposed to be home after the Holoball game…” She trailed off as Jag laughed
.
“Your brother will cover for us, if we decide to spend the night together. I asked him earlier when I told him I was ready to give you the jewelry.” She smiled shyly. “Please stay, Jaina. I have lots of plans for us tonight, and I hope that Jedi stamina is what it is reputed to be.” There was a gleam in his eye as he teased her. Jaina jumped on him, wrestling him down to the bed and planting a kiss on his lips.
“I can go anywhere and do anything you can, Mr. Ambassador.”
Jag rolled over and pinned her arms beneath his legs. “I think that we need to get dressed, then.” He said, and smirked when her face fell.
“What did you say?” Jaina asked incredulously.
“Get dressed, you know, clothe ourselves, make ourselves presentable to public view…not that I am complaining about the private show, though. I wish you never had to wear clothes around me.”
She laughed, “Spoken like a true scoundrel.”
Jag put a familiar workout bag into her hands saying, “Jacen thought you’d like to have this.”
Wow, she thought to herself, he really did prepare for tonight. “Where are we going now?”
“Just put on what you find in there, and you will have a hint,” he told her. He nodded towards the ‘fresher door, “I wouldn’t mind if you change in here, but if you want privacy, I won’t be offended.” It seemed slightly pointless, after the loving they just shared, but Jaina was still a little self-conscious, so she scurried through the door.
Inside her bag was her swim suit, and her loose workout gear. She looked closer and found that the suit was the skimpiest one she had. She wondered of Jacen or Jag had picked it. She slid it on and carried the workout gear into the room with her. Jag gasped at the sight of her and crossed the room to take the bag from her. He sat it down and kissed her, sliding his tongue gently around her mouth. He ran little nipping kisses to her ear and down her neck. He traced the fabric barrier where it covered her breasts, just skimming the tops. Her already sensitive skin heated, and she reached for the waistband of his trunks.
Jag broke the embrace, “We will never go anywhere at this rate. You need to stop being so desirable.” He walked to the other side of the room and finished dressing as he nodded to her to do the same.
“Would it be too much to ask where we are going?” Jaina wanted to know.
Jag just smiled and picked up her bag from the floor. He held out his hand, and she took it. He got transport to the outskirts of town, and they flew steadily with her in his lap the whole way. Jag was delirious by the time they reached the resort. He was having trouble walking without embarrassing both of them by showing his obvious desire for her.
He got both bags out of the speeder and they walked in to the entry. “What do you want first, Jaina, a massage for two or a swim?” he asked. Jaina was really very aware of his discomfort, so she took pity on him and asked for a swim. She loved the water and hoped that there would be no one else in the pool, because she intended to have a little fun with her handsome lover.
Jaina was delighted to find that the pool was just that; a natural pool from the hot springs in the area. Each pool was private. They floated together for a while just holding hands and enjoying the warmth and solitude.
Jaina turned to Jag and thanked him for his thoughtfulness. “It is partly selfish, you know. I have heard that a woman’s first time can be painful, and I want you to feel no pain because of our love.” he said tenderly.
Jaina smiled, “I am up for another dose of scoundrel of you are.”
He swam towards her quickly and kissed her longingly. She grabbed his buttocks and pulled him to her tightly.
“I think I will take that as a yes,” she delighted in his obvious desire. He kissed his way down her neck, and this time used his teeth to peel the straps of her suit off her arms. He licked and nipped his way back up each of her arms raising goose flesh where he kissed. His busy hands peeled the fabric the rest of the way off her and tossed it aside. He ducked under the water and kissed her mound. She pulled him back up and dived down herself kissing his stomach and lower as she tugged his trunks off. She broke the surface of the water and sucked in a quick breath.
She evaded his hands as he tried to grab her for a kiss. She dove down again and sucked his erection into her mouth. She got a devilish idea, and wondered, briefly, if it was unnecessary use of the Force. She decided that it would not be harmful and concentrated hard. She levitated both of them out of the water so she could both breathe, and suck his manhood deeper into her throat. Jag groaned as she deep throated him, milking him. He tried to maintain control as she taxed him beyond anything he had endured before.
“Jaina,” he warned, “I don’t know how much longer I can take this.
She slowly backed off and sent him a mental picture. He gasped as it entered his head and immediately turned her over on the gentle cushion of the Force. He dived into the folds of her womanhood as if it were the most delightful thing he had ever eaten, and licked her from top to bottom. He paused if the area just between her openings and tickled with his tongue. Jaina gasped and pulled his head tighter to her. He delved into her depths with his tongue, and gently played with her clit with his fingers. He changed positions, and slipped his finger into her opening and tongued her erect bud. Slowly at first then with increasing speed and pressure as she writhed beneath his ministrations. He added a second finger and curved them to find her special spot. Jaina screamed his name, and came with such force that they splashed into the pool below.
“I take it that I did well, my love,” he said dryly when they surfaced.
Jaina was embarrassed, and blushed hotly. “I haven’t lost my concentration like that since I became a Knight.”
//Hey, Sis, are you ok// Jacen’s voice in her head was concerned. //I felt you for a brief moment and you were in turmoil//
Jaina blushed even closer to crimson, and Jag asked with concern, “What is it, are you ok.”
“Yes,” she answered briefly. “I must have let myself slip further than I thought. I need more practice.”
//Don’t worry brother, I am with Jag//
//In more ways than one, I think// he sent back.
Jaina looked at Jag and noted the concern on his face. “That was wonderful my love, but I think that you have a pressing need.”
She grabbed him and kissed him roughly. She was surprised to find that the orgasm she just reached only intensified her desire to have him explode inside her again. She swam to the side of the pool and spread their towels on the floor. She sinuously rose out of the pool and gave Jag a look under her hair.
He followed her and laid her down tenderly. “Are you sure?”
She nodded, and grabbed his hips pulling his erection to her entrance. He plunged in and grasped at the shards of his control. He wanted to last longer, and make sure that she reached her peak again. He thrust slowly, bringing her to a fever pitch. He caressed her breasts, molding them and twisting the nipples. At her growl of passion, he twisted slightly harder, licking the tips as he twisted. Then he removed his hands to roam at her torso and lower. His mouth remained at her breasts, laving the nipples and then gently blowing on them. He slipped his hand between them, and gathered what little control he had left. He found her pebbled clit and pressed it.
Jaina’s hips rose off the ground and she screamed again. That was all he could take and he grabbed her hips thrusting into her with all he had. His heart felt like it would explode as he cried her name with his release. He kissed her fiercely, and felt tears wetting her face.
He pulled back in immediate concern, “Did I hurt you?”
She managed to gasp, “No, no, that was simply the most wonderful thing I have ever felt. You were so tender, and then I could feel the change when I became your everything.”
Jaina smiled through her tears. “I love you so much.”
Jag looked at her throat, and was slightly disappointed to not that the brandy brown stone was still firmly in the crown. Oh well, he thought, I didn’t want her to accept with her hormones. I want her heart and soul.
They cuddled and kissed for a while and then decided they should return. “Will you spend the night with me? I want to hold you all night, and wake to your beauty in the morning.”
Jaina paused. I don’t think I can make love again tonight if I want to walk tomorrow, she thought.
Jag seemed to know why she hesitated. “No more tonight. I don’t think I can take anymore either.”
“I’ll stay, then.” Jaina murmured. Jag was encouraged, and helped her dress before putting his own clothes on and taking her back to his apartment. He let her borrow one of his sleep shirts and ignored the erotic image as they settled down to sleep in each other’s arms. Chapter 5 The Family Picnic
Jaina woke to the gentle light of dawn, and reveled in the feeling of complete contentment and love that she felt. She looked at the man beside her, and decided to allow him to sleep for a little while. She got up and padded to the ‘fresher. After completing her morning ablutions, she went to the kitchen and put on a pot of stimcaf. She went to the terrace and settled down to meditate for a little while. She lost herself in the Force, as she always did. She briefly touched her parents where they were sleeping, her brother, also meditating (as usual, she thought wryly), and her aunt and uncle.
Oops, just a little early morning shielding there. Wow, she thought, they are still doing THAT after all these years. Then she gathered herself and lightly touched the sleeping man in the bedroom beyond. Jaina was very careful not to wake him, and equally careful not to probe deeply into his feelings. She simply wanted to see if what she felt when she was in his arms was really there in his sub-conscious.
She was immediately drawn into a warm and deep love, and she backed out of his mind, both embarrassed and touched. She needed to trust this man, and tell him what she had done. It would not be easy to tell him, but it was right. Jaina continued her meditation, aligning herself with the Force, and making sure that she was as good a Jedi as she could be.
“Good morning, Goddess.” Jaina was surprised to be pulled out of her meditation. “I wondered of that phrase was still the one you used,” There was a hard edge to Jag’s voice as she opened her eyes. “You were really in deep. It is only two hours until your family picnic, and we need to talk.”
Jaina wondered if the bond that they had during the war had allowed him to feel her probe, and if he was angry.
“Good morning,” she said tentatively, “there is ‘caf in the kitchen. I’ll get us some, and we can talk.” She left, and returned to find him on the couch. He patted the cushions beside him invitingly, and she sat down.
“Tell me why I should not be angry at that little mind caress stunt this morning,” he said when she was settled beside him.
Jaina started guiltily, as he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. “I guess I am just having trouble with the fact that you were gone for eight long months without a word,” she stuttered. “I have no other excuse, and I know that it is wrong. I am just trying to decide the rest of out lives, here.”
“I know, Jaina. That is why the necklace and ring work. If I were not committed to you, then the ring would not have fit you last night. I know you have been hurt before.” Jag’s hand tightened fractionally on her neck. “Just don’t do it again without my permission, ok?”
Jaina felt awful. It was one of the cardinal rules for Jedi that they didn’t probe for self, and she had broken it with the man she loved beyond anything. If she lost his trust… “I trust you, Jaina,” he unconsciously echoed her thoughts. “Let’s get you home so you can go to the picnic.”
“Aren’t you coming?” she sounded lost.
“I would love to,” he smiled, “but not without the invitation you just gave me. However, I think your dad would blast a hole in me if you showed up wearing what you had on last night.” Jaina blushed. She had not thought about that. “I’ll take you home, and then pick you up in an hour.”
They dressed and had breakfast as Jag explained to her again about his job. It seemed that the young Ambassador had gotten all he wanted from his job, indeed. He was to stay in these apartments, and to work closely with Luke to maintain peace in the galaxy. It meant that they would be sharing many of the same duties. Jag looked smug as he dropped her at the apartment she and Jacen shared. They kissed decorously at the door, and he whispered, “If you wanted to plant a picture in my head now, I would not mind.”
She waited until the door shut, and then sent him a picture of the pool they had shared last night. She laughed at the thought of him trying to drive home with wood, but he had invited it. As Jaina turned she saw a flimsplast note that Jacen left her.
I am going to meet a surprise guest for the picnic, I’ll see you there, it read.
Jaina didn’t know if she liked the idea of another surprise, and tried to reach out to him on their twin bond.
//Nice to hear from you (heavy sarcasm) do not worry about my surprise. You will like this one.//
Then, she felt his unwavering love surround her. She was startled to find that Jag’s sense this morning had been not unlike the one she got from her brother. There was a different complexity to Jag’s love, but it was just as strong as Jacen’s. Just another thing for her to chew on while trying to decide about their relationship. As she showered, Jaina thought about Jag and that relationship. She knew they loved each other, and now the sex was great, but how did one know if it was enough.
She thought about her mom and dad. There was a strange pairing. If the Force guided like the Jedi it certainly had a sense of humor. BUT, they were more in love now than ever; and that was one of the most stable relationships she knew.
Uncle Luke and Aunt Mara were another odd pair. Maybe her family was just destined to bring together odd pairings to make them work. Jacen was more than half in love with the Queen Mother of Hapes. That one was really out there. She and the son of a former Imperial Tie-fighter pilot didn’t seem quite so odd in this light. Maybe…..
She started as her comm. chimed. Jag was early. She should tell him to go away while she dressed. Or, maybe he could help her pick out her clothes; ones with easy fastenings. She was having thoughts about her handsome man and the waterfall at the park they were going to. Jaina checked her Force sense to make sure he was alone, and walked boldly naked to the door to let him in.
“Are you ready? You know how your mom is about being on time…” Jag’s voice trailed off as he looked at her. He dropped the flowers in his hand and closed the gap between them swiftly. His lips met hers in a bruising kiss as his hands roamed all over her naked and still damp body. His erection blossomed against Jaina’s belly, and caused her to lose her train of thought. All that was in either mind was raw, naked hunger for each other. They fell into the bedroom, still kissing, and Jaina struggled with the fastenings of Jag’s clothes. His hands formed her breasts and twisted her nipples as he caressed her neck with his tongue. “I missed you,” he breathed into her damp hair.
“Me too,” she panted.
He pushed her onto the bed and shook off his clothes and boots. He covered her body with his and pinned her hands above her head. He was slightly stronger and Jaina felt a fresh burst of arousal at the dominance in him. She could easily brush him off with the Force, but that would be cheating, and he had been so sweet about her intrusion this morning. He tongued his way down her body leaving a wet and cool trail until he got to her navel. He spent a little bit of time nipping and tasting her belly, but continued lower until he found the prize he sought.
His tongue speared her outer lips and gently pried them apart. Her hooded clit was standing firm and waiting for him. He licked it as if for the first time. Slow and gentle, and when she gasped, he increased the pressure and speed.
“Please,” the breathy sound burst from her, “let me touch you. Let me give you some pleasure, too.”
Jag let her hands go, and buried two fingers in her. She was overcome with lust and grabbed his erection, stroking and pulling to find a way to have him inside her.
“Not yet,” he growled, “I still have to pay you back for that interesting vision that was planted in my head this morning.” Jaina gasped as he inserted a third finger and began to stroke her bud with both hand and tongue. She was coming too fast, she needed him to fill her with his manhood.
“Please,” she begged through a tight dry throat.
It came out in a breathy moan. Jag ended the torture for them both and removed his hands. He kissed his way back up to her mouth, and Jaina tasted herself on his lips. She arched her hips off the bed in anticipation, but he brought his throbbing erection to her lips. She took him into her mouth without touching him. She relaxed her throat muscles and swallowed him to the hilt. As his pubic hair tickled her chin, she began to hum. He jerked out of her mouth and splashed his seed all over her bed. He had come in her mouth once before and she was not thrilled with the sensation. “Damn, Jaina, that was incredible. Where??? Are you trying to kill me?” he gasped.
“I had to do something to keep my frustration down while you were gone. I read a lot.” Her smirk was tempered by the sexual frustration of not being fulfilled. Jag dived back into her feminine core and drove his three fingers into her. He sucked her clit into his mouth and pumped her hole. He added a finger from his other hand, and before Jaina could wonder why, he had removed it and she felt pressure at her other hole.
She gasped, and he stopped. “I have been reading, too. Trust me?” he breathed into her.
She nodded, too over stimulated to speak. He gently began to play with her last virginity as he licked her and thrust into her vagina. He did not try to penetrate her ass far, just enough for her to know that he was there. The new sensation was too much for her and Jaina came explosively. They lay panting in each other’s arms for a minute.
//Hello, sis, Mom is on slow simmer here. You are almost late, and if you don’t want the full inquisition you need to hurry.//
Jaina sighed, and sat up. “Urgent message from Jacen. We are going to be on the chopping block with Mom if we are late.”
Jag groaned and covered his eyes, “I don’t know which is worse; your mom and the diplomatic inquisition or your dad and the blaster.”
“Let’s not find out.” Jaina jumped up and found the lace panties and bra that she had picked out earlier.
Jag’s eyebrows almost disappeared into his hair at the sight of her as she put them on. “You expect me to disguise my longing for you when I know you are wearing that?” he asked with a groan.
She laughed, “If you don’t want the blaster bolts from Dad, you better not let him know you know what underwear I have on. Don’t worry, I have plans for you this afternoon, and Jacen still had to make up for that second holo he never told me about.” She checked her chrono, and slipped into her tunic and combat pants. She slipped on soft shoes in favor of her boots, figuring that they would be easier to remove in a hurry. At least she thought they would need to be removed, and if the look in Jag’s eyes was any indication she was right on target.
As she buckled on her belt and attached her lightsaber he commented dryly, “Do you Jedi even wear them to a family event?”
“Do you want to be in a party with Jedi Masters and Han Solo without a way for me to defend you?” she asked, knowing the answer. He made a face at her, and held out his hand.
He had the presence of mind to pick up the flowers from the floor. “For your mom,” he grinned, “I hope that being good to your mom will help with Han.” They left the apartment hand in hand and quickly flew to the mountain area where the picnic was to be held. They arrived just as Leia was setting out the blanket. Luke, Mara, and Ben were just behind them.
“Always late,” she grumbled as Jaina went to kiss her hello. “I expect to know all about that new piece of jewelry around your throat young lady.”
Jaina blushed and held out her hand. Leia squealed, and Mara came running over to see what the excitement was about.
“Alright, SPILL.” they said together.
Just then Ben launched himself at Jaina just as she and her brothers used to greet Luke. Jaina silently thanked the child for the chance to catch her breath. She hugged him tightly, and pleaded with Jag silently to intervene. Jag handed the flowers to Leia and opened his mouth to gather all of them together when another pair of voices joined the cacophony. Jaina was happy to see Tenel Ka, her friend, and her brother’s love interest. She would help to take the attention away from just one young couple.
“How do you like your surprise, Jaina?” asked her brother.
“This one is better than the last one,” Jaina growled, “I haven’t decided if I forgive you yet.”
Jacen grinned unrepentantly, and as always Jaina’s heart melted towards her brother.
//I love you, sis// he sent.
//You know I can never be mad for long// she sent back.
There was a break in the questioning while everyone settled down on the blanket and began to eat. Han seemed bursting with questions, but Leia was keeping him under control for the time being. At last everyone was done eating, and Ben wandered off to the lake to feed some leftover bread to the ducks that swam on its mirrored surface.
Han burst forth, “Ok, boy, tell me about the new things that are adorning my daughter.”
The tension increased until Jag began to explain. Jaina’s face was a study in embarrassment while he talked, and she blushed even hotter as he finished and everyone stared at her neck. Han cleared his throat, and Jaina could see that he was moved and embarrassed by that fact. Leia and Mara shooed the men away to help Ben with his fleet of starfighter models. The women converged on Jaina to admire her jewelry and question her about her feelings. About thirty grueling minutes later Jacen came over to the group. He extracted Jaina and asked if Tenel Ka would like to walk with Jag, Jaina and him. The four young people started off together, and watched furtively as the older ones gathered, presumably to talk about them. As they turned a bend in the path, Jacen looked at Jaina and nodded to the split in the trail.
“You want the waterfall or the meadow?”
Jaina grinned and wrinkled her nose, “I want the waterfall, thanks for the option.”
They split up, and Jaina and Jag walked in silence for a while. He held her hand and stroked the palm slowly and hypnotically. They strolled up the steepening path and began to hear falling water. Suddenly they burst out of the trees before a breathtaking waterfall. They stared at it in awe, and Jag put his arm around Jaina. She turned into his embrace and kissed his lips and face.
As she nibbled at his ear, she whispered, “I do love you, you know.”
He shuddered and replied, “I am yours.”
Jaina felt a presence in the Force and closed her eyes. She heard Jag gasp, and felt the necklace and ring that she wore warm slightly. The presence left, but the contentment she felt from it stayed with her.
Jag whispered, “Open your eyes, Jaina. Look at your hand.” Jaina looked and saw that she had apparently made her decision subconsciously. The ring on her hand now glowed with the brandy brown stone. She reached up to feel the necklace, and found the stone gone. “I will remember this place and honor your decision always,” Jag’s throat was choked with tears, and Jaina found that her own cheeks were wet.
She reached up to kiss away his tears as he wiped hers tenderly. The emotion of the moment was overwhelming to the two of them. Jaina had finally committed to marry him. They would be spending the rest of their lives together. They stood together with their foreheads touching, just savoring the surety of their decision.
Jaina whispered, “I think now would be an appropriate time to make a physical commitment to our union, don’t you?”
Jag answered her with a kiss. It was exquisitely tender and loving, and threatened to start Jaina’s tears again. He led her to the edge of the small stream, kissing her all the while. He took off her cloak and his light jacket and laid them down as ground cover, he sat her down and lowered himself beside her. They looked at each other and began to draw small loving touches over the other’s skin as they undressed each other. Jag laughed softly as he uncovered her lacy underwear, recalling their conversation as she put them on in her apartment. Jaina smiled as she, too recalled the conversation. Lust collided with love in her gut, and she felt her woman’s place begin to moisten. Jag had a growing tent in the front of his shorts as she tugged them off and stroked him to full hardness.
He stroked her hair back from her face and kissed her. They lay side by side with him slightly on top, and he played with her breasts as he kissed her nipples and ground his hips into hers. Jaina groaned as her lust hit overdrive, and she began thrusting her hips into his as he drew her breasts together and sucked both nipples into his mouth at once.
Jaina whispered, “Take me now, I am yours forever.” He closed his eyes and thrust into her. He thrust gently and steadily as they stared into each others eyes. They began to thrust faster and harder until the passion spiraled out of control. Jaina cried out his name as she reached her peak, and he stopped thrusting until she calmed. He kissed her again and again all over her face and breasts. He held himself still inside her until he felt her passion building again.
She had never felt anything like this, and she began to pant, “Oh gods, oh, gods take me higher!”
He thrust rapidly and steadily again until they reached the peak; this time together. As soon as she felt him collapse onto her chest she pushed him off her, and took his still hard member into her mouth. Jag’s entire body stiffened, and he jerked a few more times. He clenched his jaw and concentrated on sucking in as much air as he could.
“I know some of the history of your aunt and uncle, but she tried to kill him BEFORE they fell in love.”
Jaina let his softening manhood fall from her mouth and slid up his body, kissing as she went. “I take it you liked that trick,” she said as she kissed him.
They went down to the water and washed the sweat off themselves. Jaina began to dress, but Jag took the panties from her hand. He smiled seductively and held them out to her.
“Let me robe you, my Goddess.”
Jaina stepped into the legs, and Jag slowly smoothed the lace up her legs, kissing the flesh as he went. He tongued her womanhood before settling her panties on her hips. He kissed her smooth stomach and reached for her bra. Her breasts were next to fall prey to his questing lips. He kissed and licked her nipples before carefully covering her. He continued caressing and dressing her until she was moaning with passion. He found a new place on the back of her knees that caused her to gasp. As he kissed the place where her legs joined her buttocks she nearly fainted.
“I never knew that dressing you would be so seductive,” Jag gasped. His arousal was evident, and he dressed quickly. Jaina simply looked at him wide eyed, and fell into his arms kissing him with everything in her.
//Are you decent, sis? We are coming around the bend in the path.//
Jaina groaned as she heard her brother’s voice in her head. //Come ahead, I suppose it is time to get back.//
Chapter 6 The Future?
The young people were surprised to find the picnic site deserted. They sat down to wait for their elders, and Tenel Ka gasped as she got a good look at Jaina’s neck.
She nudged Jacen as she said, “I see you made your decision, my friend.”
Jacen stared hard at Jag as he took his sister gently into his arms. “I would really frown on my sister being hurt by anyone,” he said with a little harder edge than necessary.
//Not necessary, Jac. I’m the older one, remember// Jacen smiled at the thought in his head.
//But I’m the brother. Uncle Luke would want it that way.//
Jaina grimaced at him, and the patriarchal attitude she sensed growing in him since he had saved her life in the last battle of the war. Jag reached his arms out, and as Jaina slid into his embrace he said convincingly, “I would rather be tortured and die than hurt Jaina.”
Jacen knew that his friend meant it with all his heart. “You have my blessing, for what it is worth. Jaina has been a bit hard to live with while you were gone.”
He dodged, laughing, as Jaina and Tenel Ka both made stepped towards him playfully shaking a fist. “I must defend my friend, this is a fact,” said Tenel Ka as she playfully wrestled with him.
Jag simply took the expedient of kissing Jaina to keep her occupied. When they came up for air, they were startled to see Jacen and Tenel Ka indulging in the most passionate kiss the two of them had ever let anyone witness. Maybe there was hope for them yet, thought Jaina.
Jaina wandered to the edge of the lake and sat down. She threw Jag a look over her shoulder, and shivered. It was growing dark and there was a breeze off the mountains and she felt a chill. He quickly came over and sat behind her settling her between his legs and drawing her back against his strong chest. He sighed contentedly as she snuggled closer and turned to give him a chaste kiss on the cheek. She turned back and nestled under his chin. She felt protected and loved, and not inclined to move anytime soon.
They sat, happy in each other’s company. Jaina sensed a passage of time, but she didn’t care.
She was startled to hear, “Hey kids are you playing statues?” Han’s voice came at a distance, and she looked up to see her somewhat disheveled father coming closer holding her mother’s hand. The two of them were disappearing together a lot lately, and Jaina was startled to see that Leia was not as immaculate as she usually was. She looked at Jacen and saw that he was blushing. She wondered if he saw the same thing, or if he was embarrassed that he and Tenel Ka were in much the same position as she and Jag. They shared a smile, and she thought that, while she had not had a Force vision of the future, she was peaceful about it. Whatever came she and Jag would face it together.