Title: Sublime Torture 1/1
Author: Jade 
Email:  kahenwood@yahoo.com
Characters: You and a certain Commander
Category: ABH
Rating: NC-17
Archive:  Sith Chicks, anyone else please ask.  Thanks!
Summary: Imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere, the dawning of a new day
with a devastatingly handsome man at your side.
Disclaimer: The SW characters don't belong to me they belong to George.  Nor
am I making any money off of this. 
Feedback: sure, why not?  Gimme!! ^_^

Note:  This is dedicated to Selah and Crysta.
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Morning dawns across the horizon as the sweet breeze blows softly against
your sleeping form.  Without a word, you slowly sit up; ready to face the
new day with a sense of purpose.  You have a plan now; to stay like this
forever.  With a soft sigh, you know it's inevitable that you must return to
the everyday goings on, but still wish to hold him close.

Silently, your hair swings around your shoulders, whispering softly to the
space surrounding you.  Now is the time for quiet . . . for contemplation.
Your mind wanders to those blazing eyes that seem to melt you like butter,
those luscious lips you dream of kissing forever, those firm buttocks you
long to squeeze. 

Suppressing a shiver, you slowly stretch your tired muscles, replaying the
events of the evening;  a simple night that you will remember for the rest
of your days.  In the corner of your mind, your emotions spring to life.  So
many things have transpired over the last few hours. 

Sighing softly, you pull your hair back out of your face, your mind
wandering to his love that surrounded you but hours before.  His gentle
hands caressing your intimate desires so carefully and yet full of intent to
send you bursting forth into maturity and such sweet bliss that you'd only
imagined.

Closing your eyes to the sudden feeling of desire, your mind flows back to
that wonderful joining of souls as you give yourself to the one you love. 

~~~~~~~~~
:~: With your feet dipping in the brook, you sense him nearing you but pay
it no heed.  You already know what you want of this night; you want him and
nothing else.  As the water falls carelessly across your feet, a smile
creases your lips as you wait patiently for his approach.

He kneels at your side, his breath falling across your bare shoulders as he
leans in close.  With a small kiss to your cheek, he pulls you into his arms
wrapping you tightly within his grasp.  Without a word, his lips seize yours
passionately as his hands fall to your waist, pulling you closer.  Pulling
back, he's already undressed you with his eyes and follows suit with his
hands.  Pulling the soft fabric standing between you and pleasure, he
discards each piece as his eyes flit across your delicate form. :~:
~~~~~~~~~

Another soft sigh escapes your lips.  Oh the memory of that glorious night
falling though your thoughts and holding them for ransom.  His eyes burned
every inch of your skin with his loving gaze not long ago, and you can't
wait for the next time. 

Glancing over you shoulder a smile touches your lips as you feast your eyes
on the form lying next to you.  The tanned skin, soft and perfect as your
hand falls to his hip, keeps your attention as you silently swing around to
gaze at perfection.  Again, the immense recollection of your interlude
penetrates all thoughts as it carries you far beyond what you imagined.

~~~~~~~~~
:~: Stepping up to you, his hands gently graze your skin as you shudder
beneath his touch.  Smiling, he leans in for another kiss that deepens with
passion every second that passes, stealing your breath away.  In the next
few moments you are joined in ultimate bliss, two souls uniting in a burning
love that can only be destiny. 

The grass tickles your bare skin as he rises to the occasion of showing you
every last detail of what the night will bring.  Showering you with his
affections, he turns your world upside down in an instant; that brief break
altering reality for a few short hours as you fall into enchantment with
your lover.  :~:
~~~~~~~~~~

Stretching out beside him, you snuggle against his warmth, loving the feel
of his skin against yours.  Lightly touching your lips to his back, you keep
your touch gentle, not wanting to wake him.  Just this simple closeness is
all that's needed to keep you happy.  Tracing his muscles with your finger,
his body shivers slightly.  With a smile, you move your arm over his side,
pulling yourself closer. 

Nuzzling his neck, you feel his hand grasp yours, pulling it up to his lips
to softly kiss the back.  As he holds your hand to his chest, you let a sigh
of contentment escape your lips.  Such a peaceful day in the perfect
surroundings with the man of your dreams.  What more could you possibly
want?

"Good morning," his soft voice beckons to you. 

"It is," you reply softly, your knee sliding up the back of his thigh.

Chuckling softly, he pulls himself away.  "Stop that," he says, amusement
lacing his words.

"Make me," you tease back.

Shifting effortlessly, he rolls over to face you.  Smiling softly, his
incredible blue eyes gaze back at you and tug at your soul.  Propping
himself up on an elbow, he looks around slowly as though surveying the area,
then his gaze lands back on you.  Reaching up a soft hand, a long finger
lightly slides down your face making its way to your chin.  Grasping it
lightly, he pulls your face closer to lightly brush your lips with his.

Pulling away, you can't fight the smile that crosses your face.  Every
thought in your mind vanished the second he kissed you.  Shaking your head,
you place your hand gently on his chest.  "You better control yourself," you
state, wishing he wouldn't listen to you at all.

"I controlled myself last night.  It was you that lost control," he whispers
softly, his blue eyes twinkling mischievously in the morning light. 

"Minor technicality," you respond, raising your hand to stifle a mock yawn.
You notice his grin widen and  the dimple in his chin catches your eye.
"You're so beautiful," you whisper, running your thumb across his chin,
making sure to feel the dimple.  Perfect.

"I have to get back," he says, his smile fading slightly.  Dropping his gaze
to the ground, he pulls at the grass as a child would when they didn't know
what to do.

Sighing softly, you fall to the ground and lie on your back, staring up at
the clouds rolling across the sky.  You vaguely think of all those times as
a child you'd study the clouds, seeking shapes and figures.  A smile creases
your lips as your mind seeks shapes once again.  You feel  him move closer
and glance his way to be met with a smoldering gaze. 

"They can do without me for a few hours more," he says, his voice soft and
alluring.  "That is," he begins, looking straight into your eyes, then
continuing, "if you'll have me."

"In a heartbeat," you breathe softly, feeling as though you were just given
the greatest gift of all.  Your emotions swirl swiftly through you, as he
leans down to capture your lips once again.  The kiss so pure and full of
passion takes your breath away until finally he pulls away, and you stare
back at him with a longing.  "Luke," you begin, but a finger to your lips
silences any doubts.

Dropping a hand to your breast, he once again seizes your lips as he kneads
the tender flesh.  Teasing a hardened nipple, he knows exactly what buttons
to push to make you scream for more.  As his lips move across your jawbone,
you shiver from his soft kisses and feel a burning desire building that you
know far too well.  

As he pulls from you, his hand reaches over your shoulder to silently pick a
small flower from it's resting place.  The softness of the petals touch your
shoulder and he smiles as you shiver from the unexpectedness.  Running it
slowly down your neck, he watches your eyes with curiosity.  Moving
downward, he traces a path between your breasts, only to follow their
curves.

The flower running over your skin fills you with so many feelings, all of
which lead to Luke.  As he traces the curve beneath your breasts, you shiver
involuntarily.  His eyes burn into yours, seeking to find your deepest
desires and cater to your every whim.  "Luke," you whisper, wanting more
than just a flower against your skin.

Luke grins, moving the blossom lower and across your stomach, tickling your
delicate skin softly.  Gasping as his hand slides down your inner thigh, the
stem following his fingers lightly, you're tired of his toying with you.
Wanting the fiery passion you had before, you weave your fingers through his
hair, pulling his lips to yours and kissing him deeply.

Luke's hand falls between your legs and lightly traces your opening.  He
knows you're ready, and yet he teases you just a bit longer.  Dipping a
finger into your core, he tempts you so easily, but realizes you're holding
back.  Determined, he moves to cover you, releasing you from his torment
briefly until he parts your legs and sinks into your warmth.

Arching your back, you take him deep, wanting the world to stop around you.
Content with him here like this, your body comes alive as he moves within
you.  His slow, determined strokes fuel the desire burning deep within you
as he holds your body close.  Breathing deep, you take in his scent as you
wrap your arms around him. 

Luke moves with extreme precision within your moist depths, causing your
world to collapse to nothing more than him.  His breaths fall on your ears,
ragged and shallow as he strives to bring you to the far reaches of ecstasy
and back again.  His throbbing member moves back and forth, sending bolts of
energy flying throughout your body.  You know it won't be long now until
your will breaks and you give into the ultimate pleasure.

His thrusting becomes more persistent; rubbing, teasing, grinding as he
rocks his hips, and you lose yourself among the sensations that consume your
soul.  A insatiable lust grows out of control as you feel the scorching
torment of near orgasm wreak havoc on your body.  You know you want it, but
it feels so good not to reach your goal; sublime torture. 

His manhood hits a fervently responsive spot and you cry out, feeling your
world come to a crashing halt as he takes you higher.  Every inch of your
body is alive and bends to his will, ready to explode in an instant.  You
raise your hips to match his thrusts, welcoming the explosion that lies just
out of reach, but so close you can taste it.  Your mind screams out to him,
as your body slams against an invisble restraint, teasing you with the
ultimate desire that hangs in the balance.

Suddenly your muscles clench him, tight and hard as his thrusts keep
mounting.  Your body on fire, you don't think you can take much more.
Wrapping your legs around him, the pulsating insistence that has claimed you
takes control, sending you crashing into oblivion with no hope of escaping.
Spasms rock your body as he comes, bringing with him enchanted bliss as he
joins you in rapture. 

Luke collapses on your chest, his body shaking from the slight chill in the
air as it attacks his sweaty body.  His heartbeat, strong and deafening, is
sweet music to your ears.  Bringing his hand up, he reveals the same blossom
he had earlier and hands it to you.  With a smile, you take it and kiss his
soft lips, thankful that for just this brief time, the two of you had found
peace. 

A beep interrupted the moment, and Luke reached for his comlink.

"Commander Skywalker," came the voice on the other end.  "Your sister is
waiting and would like to know when she should expect you."

Luke stifled a laugh.  Looking around, he shook his head.  "Not for a few
hours," he replied.

"Yes sir," the voice acknowledged.

Luke gently tossed his comlink back toward his clothing.  "Well, seems as
though we have a few more hours yet," he grins before seizing your lips
again.