Once Upon a Balcony
Or
Some Thongs Are Meant to Be

by Becca

Disclaimer: I own nothing of these characters; they all belong to Lucas and Zahn et all. Many thanks for letting us all borrow them for our fantasy world. This is not written for profit, just for fun.

This fic is intended for those mature readers who like sex. DON"T READ if you are under 18. If you wanted to know what happened on the balcony before my previous fic, A Winter's Tale, this one is for you.

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Han and Leia Organa Solo's Courascant Apartment

Luke Skywalker stood outside on his sister's balcony and waited. He felt her hands come over his shoulder. Her hands were strong and capable. They had killed before, but the Jedi Master was not afraid. He knew no fear as her hands began a slow descent towards his chest, mostly because he knew the Force Signature of the person the hands were attached to. He knew it so well in fact that he could sense the intent of the person before she had even stepped out onto the balcony. She was the other half of his soul.

Luke reached for the stunning woman and quickly enfolded her in his embrace, carefully hiding from the party goers inside that he was not alone. Words were unnecessary as Luke captured Mara's lips with a bruising and passionate hello kiss. His hands began at her shoulders and smoothed down her muscular back, ending up on her well shaped rear end and massaging sensuously. As the couple broke the kiss, Mara wiggled her ass in delight. Luke pulled her closer to his already raging erection, and ground her against the effects of their kiss.

Luke wondered again how to get Mara to realize that she was not persona non grata in the New Republic anymore. He wanted her to allow him to shout their love from the rooftops, not hide and skulk on balconies in order to share a fleeting moment of passion. Not that he objected to the passion part. Mara could set him ablaze before he realized what was happening, and the flames of Mustafar held nothing to her kisses.

Mara shuddered as some of his thoughts leaked over his shields. They were going to get caught, and maybe that was not a bad thing. She loved the Jedi Master with all that was in her, and her resolve that their relationship be kept secret was softening with each passing week. The steadfast love and gentle kindness of the Farmboy was getting to her. Almost she could believe that this was real, that someone as wonderful as he was right for her.

Mara shuddered again, this time from passion as Luke began to kiss her neck. There was a small spot on her neck, just where her shoulder began to flare out that he had found on the first night they made love… No one had ever cared enough about her reactions to find that spot. Luke had, and he remembered each time exactly where it was. It was like stars going nova when he sucked on that tiny piece of flesh, then gently blew on the wetness left by his tongue. Shavit, he was there and doing it again. Mara's knees nearly gave out, and it gave her an idea. It was her turn to tease and torment. Before Luke could realize what she planned she dropped to her knees and attacked his zipper. She freed his aching erection and began lovingly running her lips up and down; extending her tongue to just wet the tip, then kiss back down the length. She kissed up and down a few more times, and then engulfed the head in her warm wet mouth.

Luke swallowed a groan as Mara continued her attempt to swallow his male member. He stiffened his barriers to everyone but her. There were several Force strong people inside, including his twin, and there was no way that he wanted her picking up on his feelings. As if to prove the necessity of his barriers, he heard the door slide open and his sister started out onto the balcony. Mara appeared unfazed as she continued her mind blowing attentions to his hardness.

"Leia, leave the kid alone for a few minutes," Luke was grateful for his brother in law's interference.

"But Han, he is blocking me for a reason." Leia was at her most imperious.

"He is blocking you for a reason, Highnessness. If he is not inside in twenty minutes, I will come out and find out why," Han stressed the last part of his sentence, and Luke knew that he was busted. Han was going to be hard to deflect, and Mara was going to have to deal with it.

The door closed on Leia's sigh, "Alright, Nerfhearder."

Mara sucked the tip of Luke's erection one final time and gracefully rose to meet his kiss.

"I think we are discovered, Love," Luke stared into suddenly wary green eyes. "I will have to tell Han, but I think he can keep a secret if I ask."

"Maybe it is not all that bad," Mara whispered, so low that Luke had to strain to hear her. "I have been thinking, as you asked, and I think I am ready to tell a few select people. Tomorrow."

Luke grabbed her in his arms and kissed her senseless. As the need for air became urgent, he released her to her feet gently and took her face in his hands. His thumbs caressed her cheeks and he trailed kisses down her neck and to her breasts. He nipped at the neckline of her dress, gently biting and sucking her skin. He was careful not to mark her soft skin, but he mischievously pulled her neckline lower and sucked one part of her breast slightly harder. Just hard enough to leave a mark.

It was his turn to tease and torment.

Luke pulled the fastenings of Mara's dress open gently and lowered the material so that he had access to her creamy breasts. The braless flesh seemed to glow in the moonlight. Luke kissed and caressed his way around her breasts avoiding the nipples as they hardened and peaked with her arousal. Mara stiffened as she felt another set of hands caressing her ass. Luke was using the Force to slowly lower her thong down her legs, caressing as he went. The thong dropped, unheeded, as the real hands of the Master took over; raising the hemline of her dress to delve into her women's core. Mara was wet and soft and warm. Luke thrust gently into her depths with his fingers, coating his fingers with her juices. He brought them to his mouth and sucked.

"Let's get out of here so I can do this properly," Luke breathed into her hair. "I want to undress you and caress you and make slow, gentle love to you until you scream my name with pleasure."

"Kriff, Skywalker, you know how to get a woman ready," Mara moaned. "Let's go before that Correllian your sister married comes out here."

Mara straightened her dress and hair and willed herself to breathe properly. Luke watched as she collected herself, willing his raging erection to calm down. She signaled that she would return to the party first, but that he would leave first to go to his apartment. Luke agreed and watched as she gracefully swung to the opposite balcony to return to the party unnoticed.

As he turned to go in the sliding door, his eyes rested on her thong lying on the balcony. It was jade green, just like her eyes when she was at her most passionate. He stuffed it in the pocket of his robe.

Leia was lying in wait for him and took his cloak in an effort to keep him at the party longer.

"Nothing is wrong, sister," Luke whispered into Leia's hair. "I just needed to clear my head and didn't want to disturb you with my thoughts. I believe I will have another drink then go."

Luke flinched as he caught Han's eye across the room.

He knew.

Shavit.

It was a good thing that Mara was ready to tell, Han was not going to keep long.

T.B.C.