entangleme | IT HAS BEEN COMMANDED

SEXY MEME?
Holidays are supposed to make people happy, right? Well, holidays for you sucked. You didn't get to see your family or maybe you have no family at all. If you're a villain, maybe another year has gone by and you still haven't taken over the world. If you're a hero, maybe you're a B-lister who still doesn't have his own action figure. Last night you felt incredibly lonely and pathetic and sad, so you hit the bar. Hard.

Well honey, the bar hit back. You wake up in a cheap motel bed and you're not alone.

What. The. Hell?

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TOTALLY STOLEN FROM SOMEONE WHO STOLE IT FROM SOMEONE ELSE.

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Luke lifted his head out from under the pillow and squinted, trying to get the speaker into focus. When he did, he groaned.

"Sheeana...? What...?"

"Oh come now, you can figure it out...Although you've already done that several times anyway."

Luke went bright red. Like, the color of a Sith's lightsaber red.

"Did we really? Several times?"

"Let's just say I have no doubt of your skills with a LasSword."

Luke tried to crawl under the pillows again. They rejected him.

Sheeana decided to not play fair and colored her cheeks. "Are you ashamed of making love to me?"

"No!" Luke protested, pulling his head up - and waiting for it to stop spinning before continuing to talk. "No, I'm not, Sheeana, and I don't mean to make you think that. I just wish I could remember more of it."

He scooches over for a cuddle. Luke is a very cuddly person.

I have noone to blame for this but myself. Sheeana thinks and welcomes him into her arms. "So..." She repeats herself, in order to mess with him a bit. "I suppose some things really are better with The Force."

Luke hides his face in her neck. He's not ashamed to have been with her - in fact he's remembering some choice details and remembers enjoying them very much - but he's feeling bashful.

"I guess they are," he admits. "I didn't think it could be used for, er, that, myself. I mean obviously it's not mentioned in any Jedi writings. I'm sure they used it that way though. But they didn't write about it... um."

"Are you serious?" She gave him a look like what the hell is wrong with you people? before closing in to kiss him full and deep.

Luke is no stranger to love, but he still fidgets a moment before deciding that resting his hand on Sheeana's hip is the best thing to do while kissing her. And then he enjoys the kiss.

It's a very nice kiss and he reciprocates, because Luke likes to show his appreciation for his partner's finesse.

"Mmm..." She reluctantly breaks from the kiss. "I have one question though...Who's Mara?"

Luke blinks a moment to get his head back in order. "She's another Force user, a friend of mine, why?"

He furrows his brow, a look of impending terror coming over his face. "I didn't... call you her, did I?"

She decided to not completely destroy his brain. After last night, she was feeling in a charitable mood.

"Only in your sleep. It sounded heartfelt though."

Luke's entire body relaxes at that. "Oh. I'd feel bad if I had, you know..." His blush practically glows. "I was probably just dreaming about Wayland, or Myrkr, or something."

"Mmm..." She was beggining to feel as if this were something she could legitimately begin to enjoy, actually. She hadn't been one to cuddle with any of her previous lovers, but then she hadn't really respected most of them. She considered Luq Skaiuaker ~~almost~~ her equal. She settled with a contented rumble in her throat...

And scrambled away as if she'd just touched hot metal. "Mary and Tess's morning lesson!"

She disappeared into the bathroom, from which the sounds of less than a second spurts of water and cursing in Fremen could be heard.

"Luq! Help me arrange myself!" She called imperiously, forgetting her courtesies in her haste.

Luke was hastily collecting and sorting her clothes while trying to hop into his pants at the same time. "Here!" he said, bringing her the armful of her clothes, one shoe in each hand, his own pants still unfastened.

And then he dropped everything and ran to worship the porcelain god. He'd forgotten he had a hangover.

When Luke began to vomit in earnest, she tossed her clothes into the shower and knelt next to him. With one hand she held his hair back. With the other, she massaged a pressure point on the back of his shoulder that hopefully would calm his system.

"You don't have to do that," Luke protested, coming up to flush and wash his mouth and looking pale. "Really, you should get going if you have something you've gotta do, don't let me keep you."

He paused, then smiled weakly. "The little massage felt good though. Thanks."

"A simple pressure point. You should feel your system start to calm."

She began to shrug back into her clothes, balancing on one foot and shivering at the spot where the faucet had dripped onto her shirt.

"Anyway I still need your help with something."

She held her arms out at her side and tossed her hair back as if the thing she wanted him to do was completely obvious.

Luke blinked. "Help with what?"

"Make it look like we didn't just have sex. Not that I am ashamed, but if Cain figures it out, he'll forbid Mary from learning from me. And Tess would never let me live it down."

Luke stared blankly. "Do you want me to... do your hair or something? Because I'm really not good at that."

"Well I thought you might...use the Force?"

"I... uh, don't think there's any Force ability for that..."

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