Title: Earth Angel
”We are all made of Earth, Creations of a Higher Form. And from the Earth, We can draw our most Expressive Power… The Power of Union.”
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Her fingers were dirty. She noticed this as she rotated the tiny metal spools between the pads of her fingers. Her other hand ran a caliber against the new parts for the academy’s control resonators. Sighing lightly, she imagined that the rest of her probably didn’t look any better. She was hot and sweaty… as one was apt to get in the humidity of the jungles of Yavin. This world would always be close to her heart. The dirt beneath her feet, the great trees that surrounded her, the expressive skies above and the creatures that existed with them all made this home she’d taken as her own, one of the most welcome places she’d ever lived. This was, after all, where her life had truly began. At the age of twenty-four, her life had blossomed and, now, at twenty-six, she was becoming her own vision more and more each day. Her life as a Jedi had given her a world of bright possibilities… and a beloved mate. A masculine huff reached her ears and she pivoted from where she was kneeling in the grass and dirt. She only saw the back of him. A muscular man in tan flesh and brown cloths, stretching his body heavenward and bowing his back. Nova grinned, her eyes lingering on his backside. The rough pants he wore were alittle tight and fit him like a second skin. She hated to tell him that she wasn’t the only female who noticed from time to time. But Luke Skywalker was blessedly obtuse when it came to his own sexiness. He turned and fell out of his stretch, sighing out a breath as he came to sit beside her, smiling wryly. “Are you getting it?” Nova held up the little spools and asked, “How does that look?” He touched her hand and moved her wrist back and forth to look at the little pieces. “Looks like you’re about to get it fixed.” She nodded her blonde head. “The NR will appreciate that. I can’t believe we lost a whole supply of grain because of those damn voles.” Luke gave a sharp chuckle, some where between an honest laugh and a snort as she bent in to assemble the rest of the resonator. “They were hungry, I guess.” “That’ll teach those bureaucrats from getting cheap and sending substandard parts.” The male leaned back on an elbow and wiped his brow, leaving behind an almost dry streak of flesh. “I think they just didn’t realize how the humidity is able to get into everything like it does.” Nova cut her eyes to him as she popped in the grounded holder. “If you say so.” Luke watched her shut the panel and open another section and switch on the device. There was an almost imperceptible hum that showed that the pest control beacon was again working. These resonators were more expensive to purchase and maintain but he, and most of his students refused to use pesticides and inhumane traps to get rid of their animal problem. After the defeat of Exar Kun, the wild life of Yavin began returning to the area, alive and vivacious in the Force. Unfortunately, they often didn’t understand what food was theirs and what belonged to the academy. So, in an effort to protect their supplies and not encroach onto the life around them, the Jedi had ordered a humane way to detour animals from showing up at all. Each of the ten devices where set around the academy at ten mile intervals, two for each spot. They reacted off one another so, when one went down, the back up would take over. If the back up failed, which it did, then the entire grid would go out… which it did and unnoticed for almost a week. Nova fell back and landed beside him, hands placed over her chest, blowing out a breath and looking into a blue sky. Luke’s fingers plucked at a piece of grass as he looked her over. Her eyes shut and she smiled lightly at her thoughts. His eyes traced down her face to her neck and the curves of her torso. His wife… Luke’s hand, of its own accord, laid itself upon her belly, his eyes going straight to her face again. He felt her hand come down over his and she opened her eyes and arched an eyebrow. “When is Kam expecting us back?” Luke grinned, looking away shyly. “I told him by the end of the day.” Nova sat up slowly and stared at his downcast eyes. “Now, Luke Skywalker… you knew it wouldn’t take us that long.” His lips quirked and he grinned boyishly. He got to his knees at the same time she did, listening to the twirl of her giggle. They hugged and kissed much the way friends would, then leaned back from one another. “I’ll have you know that I, as the woman, must keep up my appearance.” She held up her hands. “Look! Filthy! That won’t do.” Luke’s blue eyes crossed alittle to see the fresh dirt and lubricant mixed on her fingers. He wasn’t sure if he liked it when she teased him or not. He looked up slowly and caught the twinkle in her eyes. Oh, yes… he did like it when she teased. Luke loved her any way he could get her. Looking good was for her own vanity. Nova’s belly tightened in response to his slow look up to met her gaze. It was like every moment of ecstasy they had ever shared came up to remind her of the passion that could dance around the man. Her mind enjoyed him, her body yearned for him, her spirit celebrated him and her heart loved him. Nova cleaned her fingers against her shirt the best she could then leaned forward and slipped her arms beneath his, tilting her head to give her better access to his lips. Soft, silky lips... She made a gentle grab for his bottom lips, sucking gently on the petal of flesh. He normally tasted like fresh, sweet water… but, now, she caught the slightest glimmer of salt from his sweat. “There’s nothing wrong with a little dirt”, he whispered. Pulling away to see one another, Luke moved closer, and, as men do, to show his ardor, pressed his arousal against her. They fit so well that his manhood lay right against the juncture of her thighs where her pulse now made itself known. She smiled without censure and lifted her arms to lay about his neck and let her fingers tug at his silky hair. She felt his big hand press into her back and move up and down her spine. Laying a hand against his head she maneuvered him to turn slightly for her, leaving his neck and ear to her administrations. Luke let his hands flow downward, over her shirt and to her soft rear where, upon feeling the wetness of her tongue and the sound of her breath at his ear, squeezed the round mounds of flesh there, gritting his teeth. The musky smell of her mingled with his own natural scent and the combination proved to be a heady one. Nova was not a skinny woman and, for that, he was grateful. She had enough curves to keep his hands occupied when his mind left him. He felt his toes digging in the dirt and a laugh burble up in his throat when her tongue darted one, twice, three times into his ear. He pulled away and nipped at her lips. “Tickles.” She nodded. “I know something else that tickles, too.” “Hmm?” All it took was for Nova to pull at the first button that kept his pants secure for the passion to truly flare. Lifting her shirt up and over her head, Luke uncovered her torso, exposing pale flesh to the sun above. She laid her arms over her chest and gave a shy grin at her nudity. “That’s what you get for not wearing a bra”, he purred. Nova wrinkled her nose, watching as he took off his own tunic. “I’ve never heard a complaint.” He tossed the shirt aside and said, “And you won’t.” A little shiver ran over her at the sound of his voice, now deepened with desire. Her eyes drew lower to his muscular chest, down the curves of his belly to the dark golden hair that started below his belly button and disappeared into the darkness of his still buttoned pants. Nova let her arms lower, revealing hardened nipples and breasts that seem to swell at the memory of his touch. Luke reached out and put his hands on her upper arms, feeling the soft skin beneath his fingers as she undid the second and third button of his pants. His breathing quickened and, though a Jedi could control most, if not all, of their body’s responses, he allowed himself to respond naturally. The last button let a rush of warm air over his penis as it lifted up from its confines, making Nova giggle in delight. “I wish you wouldn't do that every time you see it.” The woman fell back alittle and clasped her hands together. “He’s adorable! I can’t help it.” Luke hauled her up and pushed his hands down the back of her pants and panties to cup the naked flesh of her behind. “You can’t, huh?” Shaking her head, she pulled his hands away and stood up. She pulled off her shoes and pants, watching Luke from the corner of her eye as he did the same, making a spot on the ground where they could lay in their cloths. He gestured for her to come and lay down with him but she stood there, hand behind her back and legs close together like a lady. The sun filtered down in her blonde hair, brightening the yellow streaks of gold and making the darker hair of her womanhood sparkle. Nova smiled, seeing Luke from head to toe, his body chiseled from years of physical discipline. The light flowed over every muscle from his wide shoulders to his contoured abs down to his muscled legs. A breeze stirred and played with his dark blonde hair, drawing her gaze back up. He held out an arm and she walked over to him, but pulled him away from the little bed he’d made. She lay against him as they stood, the feeling of flesh against flesh so natural that no words needed to be voiced. They kissed, husband and wife, the male firm against the ground and his woman lifting up on her tip toes and lowering again, slipping her heat against his. Up and down… Up and down… Luke pressed against her as she lifted, his penis sliding between her thighs, which she contracted to squeeze him between her legs. He pulled back, moaning gently as the friction rolled up his spine. He pulled back slightly to shift his posture and push his manhood tighter again her, she lifted one leg slightly and he felt himself slide into the slippery heat of her desire. Nova sighed and clutched against her husband, hooking a leg around one of his legs, inviting him inside. The delicious feel of him teasing her was enough to make her cry out but she merely laid her lips against his chest and touched her mind to his. The spark of life greeted the lovers as their minds flowed into one another, forming a sacred embrace in the Force. They pulled away, back into the world of the physical and Luke bent his knees, finding the spot that awaited him. He pressed up, flesh parting and grasping against his manhood. His breath quickened at the delight. Nova crooned and he lifted her quick, letting her legs wrap swiftly around his bare waist. Her breathy noises filled the air as he entered her fully. She could feel his heat from the entrance of her vagina to a precious spot inside her that he could almost reach. She ground against him, brushing that spot and giving friction to the little bud of her clitoris, nestled against his rough hair. He lifted her slightly and let her bounce down hard at the same time that he surged upwards, eliciting a strong cry from her. Nova heard him growl and she felt gravity leave for a moment as he let them fall gently to the ground, still joined. Luke was over her and he straightened his body. “Spread your legs some more…” The woman obeyed, her knees pulling toward the grass and dirt below them. Biting her lip and gasping at the feel of him growing inside her, she grabbed his waist as he situated himself. Two hands went on either side of her head to help keep her anchored as his hips waved into her. Luke gritted his teeth, the feel of her tight muscles pulling at him as he moved, drawing pleasure after pleasure from him. From both of them… But it wasn’t enough… No. There was a greater ecstasy to be had. Their bodies fought to get closer to rise through this pleasure to reach a prize that only lovers knew about. Nova bowed her hips upwards and yelped as that place inside was touched and ignited by Luke’s rhythm. She heard, faintly, the sounds of his harsh breath and manly voice as he fought for control. He always made sure she would come… Opening his eyes to watch her, Luke saw her slightly parted lips, her face in hard concentration and her hands clutched against his wrists. She moaned and cried and he saw a light in her face that told him that her pleasure was coming. With thankful strokes, he let go and let the waves of ecstasy engulfed him as well, pumping hard against the woman that was straining hard against him. With his head thrown back and his chest rising and failing madly, Luke looked like a god of pleasure. A god made of Earth and Desire… Nova’s own ragged breathing couldn’t take her vision of him away. His body slowed and trembled and his lips formed an ‘o’ as he let out a calming breath. He let his arms bend so he could rest against his wife and he laughed tiredly, still breathing unevenly. Nova took him against her, both still moving gently with the ripples of pleasure that quivered through them. They would wait this way for a while… until their breathing had quieted and the little tremors were gone. She stroked his hair and pressed little kisses to whatever she could reach. He was salty, tasty… Luke sniffed in a quick breath and kissed her breast, letting his lips linger over her nipples. Setting himself up on one arm, he stared down at her for a few seconds, stroking her hair and smiling. Nova mirrored his touching, noticing with displeasure that she’d forgotten that she was dirty. Luke took her hand and kissed her palm. “We both are, so we make a good pair.” “Dirty?” “Mmm, very dirty.” “Nasty?” she teased. Luke laughed and shook his head. “Not quite.” “No?” “No.” “Earthy, then?” Luke nodded happily. “Yes... earthy..." The End
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