Title: The Quiet Times
Lying there on the floor beside Luke, Nova drifted between reality and dreams. She was aware enough to remember where she was. It was not the temple on Yavin Four, nor the apartment on Coruscant but somewhere new to her. The old homestead of Obi-wan Kenobi... She and Luke had come here on a whim after a distorted dream that Luke had. It made the couple itch to answer this possible call from the Force, one they both decided to answer. She smiled in her sleepiness... they had come on a vacation... As far as they could tell, there was nothing left here in his old hut. Scavengers had taken almost everything. But they had arrived only yesturday and most of their day was spend clearing sand from the place. It was a sad little building with no one to live there and Nova couldn't help but sense the memories that had been made here so long ago. It was am eerie feeling and she was glad to loose it to sleep... A calloused hand curved around her waist and she opened her eyes to darkness. It was early morning, before either sun had risen, and she and Luke were still abed, caught up in one another’s arms. She let out a little sigh and relaxed, desiring those extra few hours of sleep. An odd little tingle started at her ankle and worked its way up her leg, making her frown and bringing her back awake. Her eyes opened wider as the tingle became a warm surge that caressed up the inside of her legs and crept up both thighs. She debated on whether to giggle or jab Luke in the ribs. She did not need to turn over to see him smiling that beguiling smile, or to know that his ice blue eyes were shut… Anyone else who saw him would think he was sleeping and dreaming nice dreams. Nova smiled softly as that feeling of warm water coursing in and over her skin rose to her thighs and angled out to her back and abs, missing but teasing her woman’s place. Her body responded by jumping and shivering each time the caressing Force played through her. She clenched her muscles and shifted her hips in answer to the growing desire. The energy smoothed and stroked her flesh and she shifted in her spot, wanting it to either stop or continue faster. Luke took his hand off her side and she was about to turn to him but the warm wave gathered and suddenly crashed into her nether regions, arching out and crashing back in, seeming to suckle against her insides. Whether or not she was ready for it, the spasms of an orgasm danced inside her then pulsed out, making her cry her mate’s name. Luke’s lips parted as her hips pumped in time to her orgasm, reveling a white smile to the darkness. He moved to slide himself against her back, his hands curving over her hip and threading into the hair between her thighs. Nova sighed and wiggled where he kept her, her breaths long and deep. His finger pushed into the folds of flesh and were met by silky fluid. His deft fingers found the little nub that was still hard and wanting, teasing his touch back and forth over the sensitive organ. Nova covered her mouth with her hand as Luke kissed her neck and fondled her so intimately. She felt his thigh insert itself between her legs to open her up to him, to grant him better access. His fingers started caressing in a circular movement and his whole hand worked her from the moist curls to the end of her folds, cupping his palm and making suction with each rhythmic movement. One finger pressed into her entrance and she suddenly came apart, her voice giving sound to her labored breaths. Luke carried her as far as he could into her orgasm, making sure his fingers still played that little nub. Moments passed and he turned to lay on his back. He sensed her roll over and felt her heat press against his side. Moist lips found his and nibbled on his mouth, his chin, halting at his neck and detouring to his ear. His deep chuckle broke the silence as his wife suckled his earlobe. His toes curled beneath the course blanket and his hands moved out to touch her, finding silky locks of hair in his grasp, which he twirled around and around his fingers. His earlobe was left behind and he lay still, feeling her move from one collar bone to the other, kissing and licking her way down his body. She made one big jump from his left nipple to his belly button and his abs turned rock hard. He hated for people to know that he was ticklish but it was not something he could hide from a lover. Nova made sure to pay special attention to his abs and bellybutton, catering her own desire to make him squirm. She giggled when she heard him grunt in something between annoyance and pleasure. Her hand skimmed over the powerful muscles of his thighs and fell onto the soft skin just below his navel where she was rubbing her cheek against him. She let her fingers flow downward, encountering the springy curls that she knew to be a light brown in most lighting and nibbled on one of his fingers that had strayed too close to her face. Luke sighed and stretched, caught between feeling her curious fingers creep closer and closer to his desire and her wonderful mouth suckling his index finger. Her fingernails scraped painlessly against his thigh, skipping the most important part. He snorted, realizing she planned on teasing him just as he had teased her. That was all fine and- “Ah!” Nova laughed at his exclamation, still holding on tight to her prize and nibbling the finger she had been sucking. “Surprise?” There was a growl in the darkness. The woman shifted and curled up, her hand still clutching his manhood but not so tightly now. Her fingers and palm smoothed up and down the engorged member and she lowered her head just enough to make contact between the hot tip and her lips. Slipping a tongue out to sample him, she was rewarded not only by the tangy-salt taste that greeted her but also of his hiss of pleasure. Luke’s legs relaxed, opening up further to invite her to continue. His arm came up to rest on his forehead, his breath quickening and the room taking on a new heat. His neck arched and his strangled voice cried out in approval as her mouth descended on him and sucked sweetly on his sex. Nova pulled back just enough to nip him with her teeth, her tongue feeling its way over satiny skin and the contours of his penis. Their scent was a bright combination and it made desire quicken in her all the more. She made her movements faster as she took him in her mouth once more, intent on bringing him the pleasure he deserved. “No…” he called softly. “Wait…” Nova refused to listen and she spread a free hand over his stomach incase he had intended on rising from his spot. Her mouth drug against him again and again and he tensed then moaned out loud, his body clenching as he spasmed out his seed. Rich and hot in her mouth, she did not stop until his orgasm had settled and he lay spent on their tiny pallet. She wiped the remnants of his orgasm from her mouth and kisseed his moist tummy, laying a cheek there and smiling softly. Luke sighed as she crawled upwards and lay over top him, kissing him. He tasted himself in her kiss, the heavenly taste of their lovemaking. He did not need to stretch out in the Force to find her, she was always there inside him. He felt that she was not yet satisfied. Her treatment of him had only made her hungry once more and he smiled again, wrapping her in his embrace. Nova pulled away, however, and walked across the room slowly, her movements drugged by her trembly legs. Into the small bathroom where, oddly enough, the main fixtures still worked despite all the years of abandonment. She pulled her hair back and smoothed back tangles then froze… and shivered. Luke had followed her just as she hoped he would. She turned slowly to see him standing in the doorway, in shadows, unclothed as she had left him. The man never made a habit of walking around naked but there was no one for many, many miles here. “We could still get more sleep”, she stated in a soft voice. Silence here was easy to come by as well and, at times, it seemed almost rude to break it. “Suns are rising…” Luke walked inside and walked toward her, legs long and lean in their stride. He wrapped his arms around her and backed her up against the far wall inbetween a little tub and the outgoing fixture. The wall was rough against her back but she hardly noticed. Luke’s body was smooth and smelled amazingly like the jungle, like home. His mouth descended to hers and took her, almost as a domination of her. His head tilted to have her fully at his disposal, caressing her lips with his own. His tongue slipped out and traced the seam, making her shiver and moan, opening her up to him. He plunged his tongue inside, teasing her into kissing him back. Nova pulled him tightly against her, wanting him inside her, as close as he could be. There was no one else she trusted so much, loved so dearly, or respected enough to allow in her life, her body, her heart. As though sensing her fragmented thoughts, Luke slipped his voice between their kisses. “How I love you!” Nova whimpered and wrapped one leg about his waist. She could not find her voice, so she answered into his mind, like soft ocean sound. ‘I love you, I love you...’ Luke’s sex found her womanhood drenched and ready for him. He pushed his way in, the tight walls grasping every inch and sending tremors through them both. He withdrew, listening to her purr and sigh as they continued their hot kisses. He reentered as slow as before, setting a pace that was as erotic as it was difficult. Long minutes curled around them and Luke suddenly realized that his pace had quickened and his wife was squeezing her muscles around him, her hips thrusting against his. There was no need to continue this way. Nova’s head fell back, Luke having her pressed tight to his chest as his hips bucked wildly against hers. She was making sounds like a sob when she came, grabbing his mouth with hers and creating a mindless kiss that muffled her screams. Luke grabbed her leg and drove his own orgasm home, keeping her tight against him even after they fell limply on one another. If not for him, her shaky legs would have let her fall to the still sandy floor. He stroked her hair, releasing her leg and pulling out his now-rested member but still held her close. Nova took in a deep breath as she leaned back and brought up a hand to trace his face, smoothing away the tiny beads of sweat that gathered there. His breathing was steady but still held the deep rhythm of a man satisfied. One of the suns had risen and its light had made its way inside, making it easier to see him. He looked behind him and turned back only to pull away from her. She watched him leave and heard him rummaging through their packs. Meanwhile, Nova leaned against the room’s counter and took in steadying breaths. Luke returned with cloths and cleansing powders, laughing at seeing her naked form propped against the old furniture. “You want to take a nap?” Nova laughed. “I might need one.” Luke winked at her and he set their things on the cabinet. “We could stay here, you know...” “What?” Nova shrugged. “It’s not such a bad place. Know one knows about it, really. It could be a place for us to get away… you know?” Luke grimaced then allowed himself to smile. “That’d be nice, hon.” Nova decided not to push the subject. Luke was a man driven and his responsible nature was something Nova adored… but sometimes, just sometimes, she wanted to skip the academy and have him all to herself. They helped each other get ready for a new day, the powders ridding them of bacteria and natural oils, leaving them clean and somewhat refreshed. They were great for roughing it but they would never take the place of good ole-fashion baths. They could try out the fixtures if they stayed but just because they worked did not mean they had enough water to operate well. Nova combed a flaky powder through her hair, making it shine as Luke donned his cloths. White shirt, black pants, white socks, and black boots… Nova shook her head. Just try to get that man to wear bright colors. He handed her the brown cloths she would be wearing and she dressed, getting ready for a new day. But... in her mind, she stretched back to their moments of lovemaking, eternally grateful for the quiet moments. The End
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