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Getting a front row view of the parade was a struggle. I should’ve figured as much given the kind of publicity these things got. Ever since the war with the Separatists started the Republic had been plastering Coruscant and the rest of the Galaxy with propaganda letting everyone know who was handling the crisis and that they would come out on top. The Jedi were out there fighting for you, commanding an infinite legion of disciplined clones ready to die at a moment’s notice. It swept most of the planet into a patriotic fervor. You weren’t a good citizen if you didn’t support the war effort.

That’s why whenever the Jedi would return after a successful campaign there would be a parade to celebrate. Our heroes would walk the cordoned streets, waving at the citizens through a storm of confetti. The stormtroopers came next, then the tanks. Everyone had their own favorite part of the parade. A lot of them went to extreme lengths just to get a good spot, showing up in the early hours of the morning just to get a good look at the Republic’s military might.

I learned that the hard way as I maneuvered through a sea of patriotic observers. I’d kept the date and time of the parade in the back of my mind ever since I first heard it. I knew it was going to be crowded and that I’d have to get there early for a good spot. Even then I still managed to underestimate how lucrative real estate on the sidewalk was, and by the time I got there the streets were utterly packed.

I was cursing myself with every person I scraped past. Propelling me was the meager hope that somewhere down the line I’d find a vantage point just good enough to see the parade. There were two whole kilometers of street dedicated to the event. Surely, there had to be one good spot. That became less and less likely with each block I passed, though I never slowed down. Even after I had been cussed out and told to watch where I was going I didn’t stop. I have to see her.

Fatigue slowed me down to a stop eventually. It was almost time for the parade to start and there were no clear signs of the crowd thinning at any point along the street. An entire phalanx of onlookers separated me from the road, but I was going to have to settle for where I was. My hands slid into my pockets while I caught my breath. At any moment I’d hear the opening trumpet blast of the coming procession and the distant hum of approaching war machines. Everyone, myself included, kept their heads craned and their ears open, eager to catch a glimpse of the parade as soon as they could.

Finally, there was the opening herald. [i][b]Ba-rooooooooo![/b][/i] The crowd went into a buzz. A child sitting astride her father’s neck pointed down the street and announced, “Here they come, daddy!” I was just as enthused as she was. Part of me envied her elevated position on her dad’s shoulders. I thought about hopping once the Jedi came just to get a better look at the woman I’d come to see in the first place. I decided not to, though, assuming that it would make me look like a grade-A idiot.

I heard the wave of cheers rolling closer as the front of the parade came into view for people. Underlying it was the staccato of marching clone troopers whom I saw peel into view. They marched with their blaster rifles at shoulder arms. Their stunning white armor appeared in perfect accordance, no man appearing different from the comrade beside him. They were a regiment of faceless black visors. Had the helmets been removed they still would’ve lacked any individuality. Perfect soldiers, wholly and unshakingly dedicated to the Republic. The march they performed and the combat they waged were immaculate. The crowd around me roared.

I was not so enthusiastic. I never doubted the clones’ bravery and sacrifice in combat, but I was privy to the army’s tactics in making them look so perfect. Their neatly filled ranks were not thanks to costless combat but a rapidly refilling supply of manufactured bodies. If only the combat veterans were included (if there were any here at all) then the units would’ve been visibly smaller. I had never experienced the battlefield, nor did I wish to, but I lacked more of the innocence of war than most. If the tales I’d heard were even half true, I knew I’d see the lines of trauma etched in many faces that marched before me, just another reason they wore their helmets.

But I didn’t let such morbid knowledge stop me from enjoying the display. I clapped and cheered with everyone else, my voice swelling whenever a different regiment of troops would show up. They all looked the same to me, but it was interesting to think about how each unit, down to the smallest squad, was unique in identity and, to some extent, personality.

The armored units followed, the favorite part for many people. AT-TE’s came trudging down the street. Their massive, six feet rumbling on the asphalt, hydraulic joints hissing. The crew sat as they would in combat, behind the guns or at the controls. The clones manning the cannons would wave at the crowd, and many people would wave back. For some it was the coolest occupation one could have in the army. To drive or gun such a behemoth vehicle, mowing down battle droids, was the pinnacle of badassery.

But that was if you ignored the Jedi, the Republic’s most revered heroes. The people around me grew the loudest they had been. “There they are! There they are!” chirped some of them. It was like the giant armored vehicles weren’t even there. The moment the Jedi came into view, they demanded everyone’s attention, me especially. I lifted on my toes by instinct, head tilted back, eyes scanning the street for the best view I could afford. I swore to myself again that I had to see her, even if it meant wading through the crowd again. It had been too long.

The first Jedi I saw were aliens I didn’t recognize, men and women of wildly varying colors and shapes. They wore their Jedi robes with their legendary lightsabers hanging visibly from their hips. While some bowed their heads to recognize the crowd’s cheers, none of them waved. The majority looked straight forward with stoney, unflinching faces. That was the Jedi way: be stoic and emotionless. Feelings led to the dark side. Blah, blah, blah.

I recognized some of them. There was Mace Windu, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Ki-Adi Mundi, all of them Master Jedi. I was pleased to see some, disappointed to miss others, but none of them were the ones I was really after. I craned my head this way and that, weaving my vision through the heads and arms of those waving. [i]Her head tails ought to stand out. Her skin too. I know she was a part of this campaign. She has to be in there somewhere. [/i]

Then I saw her. She was at the back of the pack and in the center, not much further away from the sidewalk where I was than the other. I spotted her thanks to the white and blue-striped head tails that sprouted from her crown and were draped down her shoulders. Her togruta orange skin stood out even amongst the vividly complex pigments of her comrades. She waved back at the crowd as merrily as they waved at her, shunning Jedi stoicism for a genuine connection with the citizens she fought to protect. That was Ahsoka Tano, and my heart leapt when I saw her at last.

I started hopping up and down, both hands raised above my head, flailing like crazy just to get her attention. My face had to have been crazy looking. Forget looking like an idiot. I wanted her attention. I shouted and shouted, “Ahsoka! Ahsoka! Over here!” as if my voice would stand out among thousands. The barrier in front of it was everyone between me and the street plus the continuous fanfare of marching music. She looked in my direction, and I increased my efforts. I jumped as high as I could and waved my arms so wildly, they felt ready to fly out their sockets. “[i]Ahsoka! Ahsoka![/i]” I continued to scream, but she never saw me.

“Buddy, calm down,” said a voice next to me. I came to a stop and saw a guy giving me a very annoyed look. “She can’t hear you. What are you, her biggest fan?”

My heart was ready to burst and my throat was ragged. I gulped and took a moment to catch my breath. “Yeah, sorry. I’m just super excited to see her.” I looked back at the street. She was past me now, and with her any chance of being noticed. “I should’ve gotten here earlier. Maybe she would’ve seen me.”

The fellow scoffed. “Sorry, buddy, but you got the same chance as anybody to meet a Jedi like her, unless you wanna pick up a blaster and march with those clones.” He said that when the Jedi were out of sight. Behind them was another regiment of clone troopers which I didn’t really care about.

[i]Same chance as anybody,[/i] the guy had said. I smiled wryly. “Yeah, you’re right,” I said. “Maybe next time.”

I stayed for the rest of the parade, watching more infantry and armored vehicles make their slow, coordinated journey down the street. They would file into the Senate building and disembark for whatever mission the Republic needed them for next, whether it was some time in the future, or within the next few days. Once the last of the parade had passed us by, the crowd started to disperse. Disappointed, but not surprised, I joined the ebbing surge of people headed to their homes so they could resume their lives. I had taken off work today to see the parade but had to report back tomorrow. The fun was over. Back to the grind with you.

I took a tram back to my borough, forced to stand with the many dozens of my fellow citizens as the train wobbled and whirred down the track, each one of us forced to stand in the heavily crowded car. I held onto the grab handle the whole way, watching the light-dotted cityscape drone past us. Traffic zoomed circles around us, each car flying through the air, dangerously close to the vehicle in front of them and the one behind. It was easy to imagine myself owning and flying one. A lot of people did. Being able to fly wherever you wanted was a luxury that dominated the city, but few could afford.

However nice that fantasy was, my mind was still locked on Ahsoka and the parade. The failure to get there early for a good spot still clawed at me, worse even than when I was scraping my way through the crowd. [i]There’s no way she saw or heard me[/i], I would think one moment before reminding myself that it didn’t matter. [i]There were thousands of us. How can I expect her to give me special treatment?[/i] I took deep breaths and tried to distract myself with the passing city. [i]There’s always next time,[/i] was always the last thing I thought before I’d start cursing myself again.

The tram slowed to a stop at my borough where I unboarded and started for my apartment. It was one of the countless many high rises that dominated the entire planet of Coruscant, the type of shelter so many billions of people called home. I walked through the lobby and took the elevator to my floor. During my walk through the halls, I encountered all kinds of neighbors, those who were my fellow humans and those who were not. Conversations grew hushed once I walked near them. There wasn’t any need. I was minding my own business, just as every person learned to do. Buildings like these were so massive that there were entire cultures that developed independently from the ones next to them with distinctions forming on individual floors. Then there was me, living by myself. As I pulled the keycard from my pocket I wondered when the next time I’d have some company. I put the keycard against the reader and heard the lock click. The door [i]shoomed[/i] open vertically.

There was a shove against my upper back, propelling me straight into the apartment. My spine swung into a curve as I stumbled forward. The wind was out of my lungs, my head was whipped backwards. I was within arms’ reach of the opposite wall when I came to a staggering stop. I spun around and saw a cloaked figure silhouette against the light of the hallway. Their features were blackened by the shadow of their hood. They stepped inside and hit the door switch. Shoom. My assailant and I were locked inside together.

I backed away from them. “Wait,” I pleaded. The wall stopped me. “Wait. Just wait. I’ll give you whatever you want. Just don’t hurt me.” The intruder stepped closer. Awful dread clawed at my stomach. I flattened myself against the wall, my shaking hands kept palm-forward. “[i]Please![/i]”

The intruder stopped. I saw their shoulders shake as a tiny chuckle came out of them. “You’re so dramatic,” said a familiar voice. Their arms lifted towards the hood to pull it down. In the soft darkness of my apartment, I could see their bright orange skin. The hood came down to reveal a pair of immediately recognizable head tails. A pair of blue eyes sparkled within a smiling, orange face. “I got you good, didn’t I?”

I had to blink twice. My heart was in my throat. “Ahsoka?”

She let the cloak drop from her shoulders, leaving open an athletically trimmed physique wearing civilian clothing. “It hasn’t been that long, has it?” the Jedi asked. “You had to know the parade was in town. They advertised it-“

I cut her off with a full-speed charge towards her. I saw her eyes go wide. She was able to get her arms up just in time for when we collided chest-to-chest. The very moment my arms were around her I squeezed hard and lifted her into the air, rocking her side to side with my cheek planted against hers.

She wheezed. “[i]Huggghhhh! I missed you too![/i]” I felt some weak pats on my back.

I held on for a few moments longer before letting her down and turning my face to mash it into hers. Our mouths met another for the first time in too long. Mine was puckered, sucking away a fat, heavy smooch. She adjusted quickly, returning the favor with equal enthusiasm and kicking off what was a loud, wet barrage of kisses on each other’s faces. It was so intoxicating just to feel her rough, muscular body pressed into mine. Feeling her maul my face with her lips was downright euphoric, one that didn’t get old even as my mouth and cheeks started to feel raw to the point of bruising.

It was tough trying to speak, but I managed a few words in between smacks. “I- [i]Mwah[/i] -missed you so much. [i]Mwah.[/i] God, it was like- [i]Mwah[/i] -I’d never see you again. [i]Mwah.[/i]”

She laughed into my cheek. “Oh, please. Mwah. You’re so dramatic. Mwah. It wasn’t that long. Mwah. Was it?”

I pried myself off her. Rings of spit glistened in random places on her face. Her mouth was hung, panting hard as the temperature between us escalated so rapidly. I could feel a few welts swelling across my visage already. “You’re telling me you didn’t miss me as much as I missed you?” I asked before landing a couple more kisses on the lips.

“Of course, I did,” she said when we were done. “But Jedi doctrine says I should control my feelings. Bury them deep, deep down. Don’t let anyone know about them.”

I frowned. “So now you’re a Jedi Master all of the sudden?”

She nodded. “Mmhmm. Romantic relationships are also strictly forbidden.”

“I see. That’s too bad,” I said before another kiss.

She purred. “Isn’t it?”

More kisses were shared between us before fatigue made me stop. I relaxed my hug from around her body and held her hands. “You know that little stunt you pulled wasn’t funny.”

She smirked. “I got you good, didn’t I?”

“Yeah. A little too good. You Jedi are too damn sneaky. You’d make great criminals.”

“Yeah, well a lot of people think we are.”

“Forget about them. Just be glad you’re here and not out there.”

“Yeah,” she said with a tiny smile. “You’re right.”

“About the parade, I was there in the crowd. I saw you.”

“Oh yeah? What did you think?”

I shrugged. “It was alright. I mean, seeing you was great, but I didn’t really get a good spot to see you. I was pretty far back from the street.” I laughed awkwardly. “I still tried to get your attention. I was being pretty annoying.”

She laughed too. “That’s OK. I appreciate it. I didn’t see you, but I knew you were there.”

“Yeah? How?”

“The Force,” she said. “I could feel it. All those people with a presence and I could sense yours.” She let go of my hands and traveled her fingers up my arms. I saw her bright blue eyes travel my trunk and chest. I didn’t know for sure, but I thought she was picturing me nude as I was with her. “We’ve been together long enough that yours is special. I wish there was a way to describe it.”

Before meeting Ahsoka I had always thought The Force was a sham. I jokingly referred to it as “The Farce”. I still thought that way after we started seeing each other. She never made any attempts to convert me or prove me wrong, but after so many stories and demonstrations, my skepticism faltered. “That’s really flattering,” I told her. While she rubbed my arms, I took hold of her hips. “Can you feel me now? Do I have a presence?”

She gave me a playful look. “You do. I feel it like a shiver up my spine.” She rubbed around my forearms. One hand slid up to my shoulder and then down to my stomach, just above the beltline. “I can feel something else too.”

By some work of The Force or my intense love for her my entire body started to buzz. It bubbled in my stomach before spreading down and arousing me. I grabbed the sides of her shirt and lifted it so that I could see her trunk. On display was an immaculately crafted plate of abs forged by a lifetime of Jedi training. Punctuating that dense plate of muscle was her navel coming just above her shorts button. After soothing myself on the texture of her abs I let the tips of my fingers drift to her fly, sneaking into the inner flap and rubbing the zipper teeth. The fabric radiated with the heat of her quim, no doubt getting hotter by the second.

“I think I know what you’re feeling,” I said softly. “I think you’ve been feeling it ever since we’ve been apart.” I looked her in the eyes while I spoke. Though I didn’t have The Force to help gauge her reaction, the subtle flutter of her eyelids told me enough.

“Maybe,” she said. The hand on my stomach went to my trousers. She skipped the teasing bit and popped the button. The zipper came down shortly after, leaving my bulging underwear exposed. Her dainty orange hand dove inside and I felt the dangerously firm grip of a warrior around my penis. “I think you’ve been feeling it too. You’re about to feel a lot more.”

My face must’ve gone blood red. I didn’t dare move a muscle with my manhood being so lovingly choked. The threat of pain lingered in her grip so much that it shook, enough to make me melt. She had to have felt my pulse tapping away at her fingers. The malleable flesh grew firmer with each rapid beat.

I put on a brave smile, excited for what was in store for me. “Yeah, and I want every bit of it.” I undid her fly and peeled the flaps apart so I could lay a hand on her underwear. The silky fabric was on fire, soaked at its very bottom. “I’ll make sure you feel it too.”

She let loose a heavy sigh through her nose. “I know you will.” She let go of my pole and brought it to my hand. While my cock throbbed in its liberation I was pulled towards the bed. She got on first and pulled me after her. I mounted it on my knees, erection jutting ahead and leading the way. She let go of my hand and laid back with her legs open. The fly was still open, that small canvas of underwear fabric peeking at me and inviting a closer look. I helped myself, first taking off her shoes and socks, then looming over her and grabbing her shorts by the legs. They came down in a few yanks. Muscular thighs wrapped in dark orange skin greeted me, their toned ridges of muscle standing out for me to admire. The lava lamp casted her in a dull cerulean light, more than enough for me to savor her fitness and beauty.

Ahsoka bent her knees and lifted her legs so I could pull the shorts off her ankles. I dropped them off the side of the mattress before doing the same to her underwear. She opened her legs again and brought my attention to her cunny by rubbing her two fingers down the space between her needy flesh trench and the thick thighs at their flanks. Wet and vulnerable, the inner petals of her flower rolled and stretched with her fingers. She spread it apart, turning that portal of dark flesh into a diamond shape and making her clit pearl poke from beneath its hood.

My heart throbbed at the sight of it. The intensity of my erection demanded I release it. I granted her a similar view of my nethers by peeling the boxers down and letting my pole fly free. It aimed straight at her, my cock helmet flaring as I clenched. Ahsoka gasped at the sight of it and reached with her free hand. Her touch was much gentler this time, applying only the tips to my shaft and rubbing it. Instantly I felt a great stir through my loins, one that added weight to my balls and made me breathe through my mouth. I had intended on taking my pants off but with her hand on my manhood that would be a troublesome task. Instead, I let her make love to me while I peeled my shirt and jacket off, exposing my pale, scrawny torso.

She cooed softly, one hand rubbing her cunny while the other stroked my penis. “That’s what I wanted to see, my big, strong man.”

I blushed modestly. We both knew I was a skinny fellow, which was one thing she liked to tease me for. “I think you’re the bigger and stronger of the two of us. Powerful Jedi like you can do a lot more damage to me than I can to you.”

“Awww, don’t be modest.” Her hand formed a more complete grip around my cock. She started stroking it at a more respectable pace. It got the first wince out of me. If she did it long enough, I would’ve blown. “You’re exactly how I want you to be. Plus, you have such a handsome face.” The hand not rubbing my penis came up to my chest and rubbed it. Moisture from her pussy was on her fingers and stuck to my skin. “I could look at it all day. I could feel you inside me even longer~” She gave my dick a squeeze. A quick fizz of pleasure made my cock muscle clench. A glassy droplet of precum oozed from the tip and cooled against my skin.

I tried making a suave smile, but it must have looked goofy with how delightful her handjob was. “Yeah, and I could gaze at a beautiful warrior like you for the rest of my life.” I swam the tip of my middle finger around the smooth plain that was her pubis. “You’re like a goddess.”

I saw her lips purse as she pulled her hips away from my finger, no doubt a reaction to how good it felt. Her hands kneaded the bed sheets. Heat that was feminine and pure billowed from her gnarled cunt, now soaked with arousal. Even through the orange color of her skin I could see her blushing.

“Well, if I’m a goddess, why don’t you worship me?” she said with a heavy breath. She closed her fingers around my pole even tighter. “Show me how much you respect the Jedi.”

“Yes ma’am~” I scooted on my knees from her, pulling my meat out of her hand. While I lowered my legs off the foot of the bed Ahsoka freed her breasts from their top, leaving herself totally nude. Once my feet were on the floor I did the same with my pants and underwear so I could join her natural state. I laid on my stomach between her legs, my face coming to the sex-suffused space that hovered about her cunt. I let my mouth part and inhaled that womanly aura past my tongue. The many asymmetric folds that defined her womanhood and kept hidden that precious pleasure bead seemed to stare back at me just as intensely. I slid my arms beneath her thighs and held them to my shoulders. After meeting my gaze with hers, I puckered my lips and delivered a small kiss.

Her chest swelled with a deep gasp, lifting her breasts into the air and making her head lurch backwards. I felt the tiniest trembles run through her hamstrings. She put both hands on my scalp and grabbed two handfuls of soft, brown hair. It encouraged me to deliver another kiss on her flower, all but singeing my lips. I made sure to focus on the upper corner of that lovely trench where her clit sat blanketed. I closed my lips around it and suckled as gently as I could while maintaining an even pressure she couldn’t ignore.

A rolling sigh gurgled out of her. “Ohhh…” The hands latched to my hair would clench and grope around my cranium to cope with the sharp delight I nagged her with. My lips gnawed at her, closing around all of that moistened girl wound between kisses. The subtle but constant quake of her thighs next to my head was more than just an indicator of how much she enjoyed it. It was the added quelling of my touch starvation, the insufferable need to be with her again after so long, now at its end. I was about to make up for every second.

I latched my lips to the upper corner of her pussy and dove my tongue inside. Quivering hot girl flesh clung to it while I made contact with her clit. The tiniest probe and push against that dense clot of nerves made her gasp and jerk. While muscling my way through her, I made sure to gnaw my lips and suckle, the roll and rub of her wet cavity squelching loudly in my ears. More moans rolled out of her. Her spine would lift into an arch, bringing her hips and my face up in the air while the top of her head rolled onto the pillow.

“[i]Huhhhh! Ohhhh! Yes~! Mmmmmm…[/i]”

I closed my eyes and focused on the task, each wriggle, jab, and flick of my tongue dedicated to her delight. I wasn’t without my own pleasures, of course. The sound of her moans and the squeeze of her thighs around my head ensured that my manhood stayed hard and at the ready. Masking my face with her womanhood, now drooling fluids both mine and hers, was enough to keep me in a euphoric trance. The need to touch my aching penis was there but could be ignored for now.

What I couldn’t ignore was the rising pitch and volume of Ahsoka’s moans. Her squirms were getting more intense. Her heels scraped up and down my back while I could feel her toes curling. “[i]Oh, fuck… Huhhhhh… I’m gonna cum… Yes! Huhhhhhh! I’m close, baby![/i]” She didn’t have to say it out loud, but I loved to hear her say it anyway.

I kept the pace even, neither my tongue lashes or suckles losing vigor, nor gaining it. My jaw muscles were starting to ache, but with her approaching climax I didn’t dare take a break. I took things up a notch, unwrapping one arm from her thigh and sliding the hand up beneath my soggy chin. I very gently prodded the bottom corner of her cunt with the tips of my middle and ring finger, a polite request for entry.

“[i]Huhhhhh! Yes… Yes, please… Do it. Ohhhhhhh…[/i]”

Invitation granted, I crossed the fingers over each other and prodded them inside so that my hand made a broad W shape. Resolute muscle gripped them every inch of the way until I found the spongey clot of nerves hidden below her pearl. A subtle “come hither” gesture with my ring finger lifted into it and squished it against her inner wall.

It garnered the reaction I was hoping for. “[i]Huhhhh! Huhhhh! Huhhhh![/i]” I’d robbed the ability to speak from her as her voice rocketed into the upper octaves of climax. With the tandem work between my mouth, tongue, and finger, she didn’t last much longer. Her leg muscles remained tight up to the very moment she came, an event signaled by a rapid quake of the thighs, a throaty howl, and a fountain of cunny waters that hissed right in my face. “[i]HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEGGGGGHHHHUUUUUuuuuhhhhhhh~~~!!![/i]”

Her ejaculation jetted into the roof of my mouth like a sharp jab. As I retreated the stream zipped up my face and arced into the air above us both, a sparkling stream of water droplets whose source hissed and bulged with each contraction. My soddened face was out of range, but I wasn’t done with her. The slow rub on her G-spot turned into a burst of sharp jabs. Her squirt gurgled and splashed around my pistoning hand, throwing the stream into a spray and constellating the both of us with her water droplets.

Ahsoka’s hips bucked and spasmed hard while short, heavy whimpers staggered out of her O-shaped mouth. Her abs crunched with the hump of her pelvis, that chiseled row of muscle gone rubbery with the onset of her euphoria. Her climax died down eventually and so did her fountain. She wallowed in her delight with twitchy legs, quick breathing lungs, and a massive wet spot spewed across the sheets.

“Oh fuck. Oh God. Yes. Ohhhhhhhhhhh…” She rubbed two fingers up and down her pussy. “Fuck… So good…”

Adrenaline and pride made my heart pound. A goofy smile stretched my face from ear to ear as I stood upright. Her pussy juices dripped down my body in several places, cooling against my skin. I licked my lips and started rubbing my cock. “Worth the wait, I hope,” I said.

Her heavy breaths cut into laughter. “Hahhhhh… I’ll say so. Ten out of ten. Fuck.” She rolled her head on the pillow a few more times, biting her lip, before she looked at me through lazily hung lids. “I think I should treat you too, boy. You’ve been waiting just as long as I have. I think you earned it.”

“Yeah, I think I have too.” My hand was in a frenzy on my penis, jerking it so hard that it wagged.

“Easy, now,” she warned. “Don’t pop off before you’ve even had a chance.”

“I won’t,” I said, slowing my roll. “I’m just so fucking excited. You’re so beautiful. I love making you cum.” It might have been a rude way to say it, but I spoke the truth. Seeing such a perfectly crafted female body nude on my bed, carved with muscle and wet with the fluids I had drilled from her was a high short of only making love to her. Just knowing I was about to was enough to drive me wild.

Ahsoka purred. She traced a finger up her trunk and past her nipple which went stiff before my very eyes. “And I love it when you make me cum, now how about I do the same for you?” She rolled over onto her stomach, showing me that toned pair of glutes. When she spread them apart with her hands I saw her star, a clotted pucker of dark orange muscle that came immediately above her gnarled pussy. She prodded it with her pointer finger invitingly. “Get the lube,” she said calmly.

My heart leapt in my chest. “Oh yeah~” I hustled over to my nightstand and opened the drawer. Inside was a half bottle of pink lubricant, unused since Ahsoka and I were last together. I squirted a dollop of it into my hand, smeared it between both palms, then lathered my penis in it. It tingled the skin of my shaft sharply and electrified the sensitive spot underside my cock head. A little huff came out through my mouth as I came back to the bed and mounted it by the foot behind her. She was still spreading her buttocks, waiting patiently for me.

I took over for her by laying my hands on her cheeks and holding them open. She let go and rested her chin on her crossed arms. “Go easy,” she said. “I know it’s been a while.”

I was already massaging her haunches, rubbing the lube across her tangerine skin so that it dissipated and left my hands mostly dry. It was an excuse to feel the soft plush that padded those powerful glutes, not that I needed one. The way she hummed meant she enjoyed it too. “Don’t worry,” I said. “I’ll go extra slow. I want this to last as long as it can.”

I saw the corner of her mouth lift into a smile. “Good. So do I.”

I pulled her cheeks back apart and spread her backdoor with my thumbs. I brought myself closer on my knees with my oiled penis waving in front of me eagerly. I held it still with one hand and aimed it at her crater. The most precious parts of our bodies collided, dense flesh on dense flesh. I bit my lip as the pressure laid itself on my cock tip with my forward moving hips. She caved in around it slowly until her ring started to dilate until finally she had swallowed the head.

Her grip was deathly tight to the point of unforgiving. Through the choking pressure there was the glow of delight that made me shudder and groan. She let out a grunt of her own. I couldn’t see her face, but I knew it was contorting. The slow, downwards thrust of my hips piled onto our collective discomforts, blanketed over as it was by a much more significant joy. I watched my pale, venous shaft slide into her gaped backside until finally my frizzled pubes were pressed into her backside, me having been absorbed to the hilt.

“Ohhhhh, fuck…” I huffed, body starting to shake. “God… Oh, that’s so tight.” I let go of my shaft and put my hand on the mattress next to her shoulder to keep myself up. I stayed where I was, savoring the Draconian squeeze and heat of her ass while I shook like a leaf. “Mmm… How are you down there?”

Ahsoka rolled her shoulders and laid the side of her head on her arms. She looked up at me with one sleepy, blue eye. “I’m doing just fine. How are you? Enjoying things?”

I wheezed and laughed. She was handling it better than I was. “Yeah, as a matter of fact, I am.”

“Mmm, good. I know I said to take it easy, but that doesn’t mean don’t do anything. You can start fucking me.”

“Ahhhh, I was getting there. Mmf. I was just… admiring the back of your head.”

She chuckled. “I bet you love looking at the back of my head.”

I laughed too. “Yeah, it’s one of your best angles. Though no matter where I’m looking, you’re always pretty.”

“Mmmm, well why don’t you show me how much you love this angle in particular?”

“Yes ma’am~” My bottom lifted into the air and reeled my cock out from her bulging silo. Once it was at the head I performed the first thrust, slowly but deeply. A joyous sigh was had by us both, and I started fucking her. The room filled with our panted breaths and the softer [i]schlick[/i] of lube crossing her flesh hole. Sharp hisses and whimpers would jerk out of her occasionally, meager breaks in were murrs of delight. I liked to watch the side of her face contort as I went, knowing that my own expression had to reflect what I was feeling.

“So good,” she murmured. “I missed you so much.”

“Hahhh… So did I. I thought about… Nnn… doing this for so long. God… I almost forgot… How good it feels.”

She uncrossed her arms and rubbed her fingers along the tendons that bulged along my forearm. “I thought about it a lot too. Every night when I was alone I touched myself thinking about you. Mmmm… I was around so many people, and I was so lonely sometimes. Ahhh… Being a Jedi is like that… Huhhhhh… sometimes.”

It was sad hearing her say such things, but I wasn’t going to let it bring us down, not while I was still fucking her ass. “I know it does, but you don’t have to be lonely anymore. You’re not- Agh… You’re not in the field right now. You’re with me now. I want you… to enjoy every moment of it.”

I saw a faint smile on her lips. She squeezed my arm. “Thank you. I love you.”

“I- Mmph… Love you too.”

“Mmm, go harder.”

“Harder?”

“Yeah. Go harder. I really want you to fuck me. You said you wanted me to enjoy every moment. Now do it.”

“Y-yeah. You got it.” I took a moment to adjust my position above her before delivering the next thrust with some added force. My buttocks clenched hard, slamming my hips into her hard enough to make a loud [i]plap![/i] sound. Ahsoka was more than receptive, opening her jaw to let in a sharp gasp. I followed it with another and set a hard, heavy pace. Soon the bedroom was full of my grunts, her moans, and the rhythmic impact of balls on ass. [i]Plap-plap-plap-plap-plap-plap![/i]

My teeth gritted and my face scrunched. I felt a sweat break out across my forehead and start dripping down my burning face. The muscles in my ass and thighs started to ache. My panting turned into open grunts of pleasure-pain. The fatigue was real, but so was the sudden spike in ecstasy, one that set a quake in my legs and had me moaning.

“[i]Oh fuck! Huhhh! Ahsoka! Ahhh! Cumming![/i]” I was embarrassed to hear the pleasure wringing at my voice, not like I had any way to control it. The months of denial between her and I was on the verge at last, turning me into a moaning, sweating mess about to explode.

Underneath the strain I could hear her goading me on through clenched teeth. “Mmmmm, yes! Yes… Cum inside me, baby. I want it! Huhhhh… Cum for me.”

It didn’t take long to obey her. With my last few thrusts coming hard and chaotically, I slammed my hips into her backside and let loose a loud, agonized moan. “[i]Hnnnnnrrrrggggaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh~![/i]” My howl cracked and shook from the weight of my ecstasy, the product of which was shooting into her pump by pump. I trembled violently atop her, the control in my limbs melting away, threatening to make my arms give out. I managed to hold on through the duration of my climax, a feat of strength I didn’t know I had in me.

Ahsoka groaned her content alongside me, feeling every throb of cum that I shot inside her. She patted my forearm and purred. “Good boy~ That’s what I wanted. Mmmmmmm…”

My cock muscle stopped throbbing and with it the pleasure started to wane. I slumped on top of her, sweating and breathing hard. I could feel my heart slamming into her upper back. As the dopamine filed out of my muscles, I felt how much they burned. My legs were like rubber. If I tried to stand, I would’ve fallen. “Huhhh… Huhhh… Huhhh… Ahsoka… Ohhhh…”

My head was resting on her shoulder. She turned to nuzzle my cheek. “Mmmm, good boy. I loved that. I’m glad you did too.” She pecked me on the cheek. “Be a good boy and move whenever you can?”

“Yeah, yeah. I got you. Let me just… catch my breath.”

She giggled. “Take your time.”

I gathered my breathing after a minute or two of enjoying her body beneath mine and kissing around her cheek. Eventually I was able to peel myself from her back and bring my limp cock out of her hind end. Grimy lube was smeared across it and the inside of her buttocks. A thickish ring had coagulated around the hilt. I watched her gaped hole slowly regain its shape as a taut pucker. Then I fell onto the bed next to her, huffing as my body bounced off the mattress, glistening with sweat.

She cuddled up to me with one arm over my chest, my pulse firing away at her forearm. I felt her nose tickle the soft part of my neck before she started to kiss it. “That was amazing. I think that alone made the time apart worth it, let alone when you made me cum.”

I was still floating in a pool of good feelings, having been soaked to the bones. “Yeah… Definitely. Really good.”

“Are you tired?” she asked.

I gulped and nodded. “Yeah. It’s been a long day getting to the parade, trying to find a spot and then getting back. Doing this too.”

“Tell me about it. After all we’ve been through we had to rehearse for the parade.” She kissed my cheek. “Why don’t we both take a nap? We’ll talk more after we wake up.”

I smiled. “Yeah. That sounds great.”

She scooted closed and held me tighter. I watched her eyes fall shut. “See you in a little while.”

I closed my eyes too. Swaddled in the heat of my lover and the moisture of our coitus, I fell asleep.

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I woke up maybe an hour later. I was dimly aware of Ahsoka’s absence when I woke up, though I figured she had gotten up to do something. A warrior like her was probably trained to be alert the moment she woke up. I didn’t expect her to stay in bed with me for as long as a snoozer like me stayed asleep. My eyes snapped open to the sight of the ceiling. I was on my back, arms above my head. It felt like something was around my throat. I tried sitting up.

[i]Clank![/i]

Cold metal bit into my wrists. The headboard rattled and the bed frame shifted beneath me. “What the..?” I tilted my head to look up. Stuck to my wrists were a pair of handcuffs. The chain went around one of the wooden slats, locking me in place. “The fuck?” I jerked and jimmied my hands against the cuffs, only to loudly clink the stainless-steel links and announce that I was awake.

“Look who’s up~”

I snapped my head to see where that seductive voice had purred from. There was Ahsoka, totally nude, standing a few feet from the foot of the bed. A black leather strap was pulled taut between her two fists which she clenched tightly enough to make her knuckles turn white. She assumed a wide stance with her feet. My eyes were drawn to the feminine crease between her legs by the prominent V of her chalice. “Sleep well?”

“Um, yeah,” I croaked. My throat was dry. I squirmed my naked legs around the mattress and noticed that all the covers were gone, leaving me totally exposed. My genitals sat in a lazy clump between my thighs. I felt her eyes on them like a heat lamp, wanting to close my legs around them but knowing she’d already seen everything. “You, uh… You gonna do something with that?” She strutted towards the bed, eyes locked on mine. I felt my heart clench as she got closer. “’Cause it looks like you’re about to do something. Maybe you-“

I was silenced by a single finger on my lips. “Shhhhhhhhhhhh,” she hushed. “Anooba’s don’t talk.” As I wondered what the hell an Anooba was, she brought the strap to my neck. On one end was a metal bolt snap which she attached to an unseen loop on my neck. That’s how I realized I was wearing a collar and that the strap she held was a leash. Her finger left my mouth, leaving what was I’m willing to bet was a very dumbfounded look. She pulled the leash taut, just enough to tighten the collar into something short of a choke. I gasped on reflex. “My, my. Aren’t you a feisty one? You Anoobas are so majestic. I can’t believe I finally caught one alive.”

“Ahsoka,” I wheezed. “What do I-?”

She pulled the leash more tightly, choking off my words and lifting my head off the bed. “Shhhhhh. Don’t try calling for your pack. I’ve brought you where they can’t hear you. You’re all mine, now.”

I nearly said “OK,” but was able to bite it back and nod rapidly. Whatever game this was, it looked like I was going to have to play along. Good thing I was having fun too. She eased her pull on the leash and climbed the bed next to me. The leash slackened as she got close. She looped it around her hand twice, literally putting me on a tight leash. She knelt beside me, holding the leather just far away enough so that it was taut and that I could feel its gentle but continuous tug. Her hand came to my lower stomach and traced the very tip of her middle finger around my abdomen. Gooseprickles erupted across my skin, erecting the hairs and making my nipples go hard. I was extremely ticklish in my sides. Whenever her finger touched them I would jerk away hard.

“Ooooh, touchy,” she cooed. “It’s OK. I’m not gonna hurt you. Just relax, big guy. Let me take care of you.”

I played the role of frightened animal as best I could. My breathing was exaggerated. I looked at her warily, especially that hand which made merry so closely to my junk. When she made a move towards it I jerked my hips away with a harrumph.

“It’s OK! It’s OK. Everything’s alright.” Her hand came up my torso and onto my neck. I leaned my head away, pretending that I expected her to choke me. Then her fingers caressed my cheek, and I relaxed. I looked her in the eye and saw her smile. “That’s a good boy. I’m your friend, see?” The hand slid back down to my stomach and rubbed it in a great big circle. I made a big goofy smile and lifted my stomach into her hand. I even kicked one leg out like a dog. “There we go! You like that, don’t you?” She gave me two big pats on the tummy and rubbed harder. “You’re just a big softie, I can tell.”

With my weakness exposed she migrated her hand to my penis, still limp across my pelvis. Her fingers closed around the whole of my package before she started stroking my pole. I hummed my appreciation and gave her a needy look. It must’ve been good because she cracked up laughing. “There’s a good boy. Get hard for me and we can have some real fun.”

I was erect only a few moments later, invigorated by the charade and wanting more. Her jerking slowed down before she threw one leg over and straddled me by the midriff. I felt the weight of her body and the heat of her cunt bearing on my navel. That and the soft grip of the collar made breathing difficult, though that just added to the intensity of my erection. She kept one hand on it and bumped her ass into it. It rested on her crack which she rolled and grinded on me.

“Mmmmmm, I knew you Anoobas were big, but I didn’t know how big.” Me being mesmerized by the fluid round and round of her hips was no act. Every movement was replicated perfectly. Such was the discipline of a Jedi Warrior. I tried to touch her. All I got was the rude jerk of the cuffs into my wrists. She pulled on the leash. “Shhhh, just stay still. You’ll be free when I’m done with you.” The point was driven home by a jaunty jut of her bum against my cock. My balls felt like they were in a vice, I needed to fuck her so bad.

The feeling was apparently mutual with how a tingle tear of her arousal bled from her cunny, it being smeared just below my navel. I elevated my hips into her, demanding she satiate herself. Her gyrating slowed to a stop and she scooted back so that her nethers hovered directly over my penis. “Now be a good boy and stay still for me,” she demanded with a taut leash. I was loath to disobey. She reached for my pole and aimed it straight up at her quim. It came down on my cocktip, a long awaited reunion the both of us needed dearly. Her descent continued with a sigh, enveloping the flare of my glans and then sliding her way to the base.

We both groaned. She scratched at my chest and held the leash tightly. “Ohhhhh, yes~” Her body came up to the upper part of my cock before coming back down and riding me. Her head swooned and lurched, moans bubbling out of her like a faucet. “[i]Huhhhh… Yes. Mmmmmmm, so good. Huhhhhhh…[/i]”

I wanted to say her name, to tell her how gorgeous she was bouncing on my cock, crude as that probably was. However, I wasn’t about to ruin her fun by shattering the immersion. I was left to grunt and growl my satisfaction, hopefully in a way that sounded like an Anooba. It was more than enough to get her going faster, the clash of our bodies echoing loudly along with her wails. I didn’t have to tell her she was beautiful. I made her feel that way just by laying there.

“[i]Huhhhh! Huhhhh! Oh God! Yes! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh![/i]” She was riding me so hard the bed rocked and squealed beneath us. I thought my pelvis would crack beneath her, a fear overwhelmed by my desire to see her cum. I didn’t have to worry, not with her grip on the leash close to snapping and her joyous wails becoming caterwauls. I was on the brink with her. I was growling like an animal until I couldn’t hold back the moans any longer.

We came in unison, her final plummet down my pole coming in the form of a heavy, devastating hump. Her whole spine was thrown into an arch. Her core imploded and quaked, powering the geyser that hissed and gurgled around my cock. I was howling too. The burst of her waters had thrown me over my limit. I spat what I had left in the tank deep inside her, though it all had to have been lost in the orgasm she bestowed me in the form of a half-corked, flowering spray.

Our ecstasies waned gradually, and Ahsoka slumped on top of me a whimpering, squirmy mess. I wasn’t much better, lightheaded with a drained pair of balls. We spent what had to have been a few minutes panting and writhing before I spoke. “Ahhh… That was fun.”

“Mmmmmmm…” she murred.

“Think you can get me out of these-?”

I was hushed by yet another finger on the lip. “Shh. Anooba’s don’t talk.” Then she hugged me and laid her head on my chest, wearing a cute little smile.

It looked like the game was going to last a little while longer, but that was OK. So long as I got to play it with her, I was happy.

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