Sense and Sensitivity
Sequel to "Past All Reckoning
By: Banaoire
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Luke and Keely
Catagory: Romance
Status: Complete
Summery: It's the morning after, and he's not there when she wakes up. She
decides to teach *him* a lesson for a change.
Disclaimer: Luke's George's, so's his lightsaber. Keely's mine. I'm not
making a cent from this.



For the second morning in a row, Keely woke up disoriented. She had been
vaguely aware of the sound and smell of the ocean, but it had permeated her
dream. A beautiful, blissful dream.


Her eyes popped open. It wasn't a dream! It had happened. Luke had made love
to her!


She looked around her and not finding him close by, called his name. At first
quietly, then getting no response, she said his name louder.


"Luke!?"


*Good morning, beautiful. Don't worry. I'll be right back; I was hungry, and
I figured you would be too.* She heard his voice in her head.


She sighed, and laid back again. Slipping her arms into Luke's outer tunic,
which he must have thoughtfully covered her with. She snuggled into it
pulling it closer to her and inhaling the smell of his body clinging to the
cloth. The soft dark blue fabric covered her arms and torso, but her legs
were bare.


She found it odd that she wasn't shivering. The insulating blanket was under
her, and the cave was open to the elements. Then she remembered Luke passing
his hands over several boulders. She looked behind her and saw that they
still glowed, giving off a pleasant heat.


Kelly rolled over on her stomach and looked at the rocks. A grin began to
pull at the corner of her mouth and soon she was smiling in a very silly way.
She wouldn't have been able to stop smiling if she'd wanted to.


He'd made love to her! The things she'd seen and felt defied description. She
could not imagine being happier than she was right now.


She sighed quietly into the echoing cave.


___


Luke had awaken a short time before, not exactly disoriented, but more than a
little startled by what had happened. They had made love. Gods, it was so
good, so right!


He felt her hair and head resting against his shoulder and instinctively
pulled her closer to him. Then his stomach growled.


With an amused quirky smile, Luke reached out with the Force and made sure
that Keely was still sleeping soundly. Then he carefully extracted his arm
from under her head and carefully pulled away from her. Luke covered Keely
with his outer tunic which had dried over night, and then pulled on his own
clothes.


His stomach growling louder this time, he quietly made his way from the cave.


Outside, the storm scrubbed air was full of vibrant energy. He just
remembered the storm finally blowing itself out an hour before sunrise. It
had not been nearly as wild as he'd feared, but it had been enough to fill
the air with ions and moisture.


Luke breathed deeply, and then made his way down the bluff, toward the beach.


He was approaching Keely's camp when he'd felt her stir. Her mind was
glowing! His first reaction was surprise and then delight. It was very
flattering to have her feeling about him this way. He supposed he shouldn't
feel that way, being a Jedi, but he couldn't help it. He felt better about
himself this morning than he had in years.


He sent her his greetings and kept walking to the camp.


The only thing was, he couldn't find it. He walked up and down the beach
twice to make sure, and then saw a cord dangling from the trunk of a palm
tree. He stepped up to it and saw that it was a piece of the cording she had
used to string up a tarp. But the tarp, her knapsack--everything else was
gone.


Luke looked again at the debris covered beach. There had been a storm surge.
He could see that now. They probably would never find her things.


This had suddenly become a survival mission for real. But, being only three
hours run from the Academy, it didn't really concern Luke that much.


He walked into the jungle a half-kilometer and used his lightsaber to cut
some fruit from their tree. He also gathered a number of palm fronds.


Returning to the cave, he could feel Keely's self-satisfied relaxation
through the Force. He smiled again at the change that had come over her.


When he stepped in the cave, however, he nearly dropped all the fruit and
palm fronds he'd carefully gathered.


She was laying on her stomach, facing away from the cave entrance. Her upper
body was covered by his tunic--the round fullness of her bottom tantalizingly
bare. He swallowed hard, and walked into the cave. His eyes never left the
soft curves, especially the dark crevice down the middle and between her legs.


If she was aware of him, she gave no sign--not even through the Force. He
reached out with his senses and felt hot sensuality within her.


All thoughts of the breakfast he'd planned disappeared. He stepped closer and
put the fruit and leaves down. Then stepping still closer, he pulled off his
shirt.


She still didn't turn around. He noticed her chestnut hair across her
shoulders, her head tilted just slightly, exposing her neck. He noticed the
way his tunic was tight around her, but pulled up to expose the flesh below
her waist. She was intentionally enticing him.


As if she needed to.


He kneeled down next to her--she still didn't turn around. Luke reached out
and with trembling fingers, cupped the bottom of the nearest cheek with his
right hand. Then moving with purpose, he slipped that hand toward the crevice
and slid his finger into her slit.


She moaned, and he nearly lost it. She pushed against his hand, raising up
slightly. Luke reached out with his other hand and held her waist against the
ground. He was not about to let her get away with teasing him this way. She
was going to get a little of her own back!


Two fingers slid down and found her clit. He circled it twice before coming
back up to her opening and slipping inside. She was so wet already. Luke
brought the fingers up to his mouth to taste her--remembering her taste from
the night before. She finally looked behind her, to see him with his fingers
in his mouth, and her eyes went dark.


He reached down again, still holding her waist down with his left hand. This
time he drew one finger against the small of her back and down one cheek
close to the crevice, then back up to the top and down the other side. With
growing fascination he saw her moving against his hand when he got close to
the slit. She was trying to get his hand back inside.


The tension in his chest and groin was pounding. He wanted to kneel behind
her, pushing her legs apart with his own, pick her up by the waist and impale
himself on her. The idea made his hand tremble again. But, that way was
perhaps a bit too much for her.... He didn't think she would be quite ready
for that... yet.


But he could do other things. His hand suddenly slipped back into her wet
depths, this time sliding further in. She shouted, and he rubbed against the
walls of her cunt. Running his fingers around and then back down against the
bundle of nerves he could feel her instinctively trying to have him rub.


Slowly, then quicker. Slowly, then quicker. The rhythms were constant and
mind numbing. He felt her contract against his hand--she was so tight, he
couldn't believe it. She screamed his name and he shuddered against the waves
of bliss she projected. His head fell forward onto her back.


Luke felt her muscles tighten and shift under his cheek, and then she was
flipped over and grasping his head in her hands. Pulling his face toward her
own.


They kissed fiercely, his tongue finding and tasting hers. He felt her hands
at his belt and then the belt dropping away from his waist. She pulled at his
pants and he broke the kiss to let her unfasten the waistband and pull the
pants over his hips. He kicked off his boots and slipped the pants off the
rest of the way. Standing above her, his erection jutting out. He felt her
eyes on it, and wondered what she was thinking.


------


He was ready, it was obvious. But, she wanted to know more. Feel more. Last
night had been her first time. She felt she hadn't learned nearly enough.


Keely reached up to him and he put his hand in hers. She stood up and he
placed his hands on the back of her neck. Luke pulled her closer and she felt
her mouth touch his at the same moment as his shaft touched her hip. It was
hot, and very stiff.


She reached down and wrapped her hand around it. He growled into her mouth
and she moved her hand up and down it's velvety hardness. He groaned and his
head went back.


She looked down at his shaft in her hand. She wrapped her other hand around
it--the tip just peeking out the top. Gently she released him and just
touched with the tips of her fingers. Exploring, probing, trying to memorize
this image and sensation. His legs began to tremble, and she put a hand under
his balls and cupped them.


"Gods, Keely!" His voice rasped in her ear, his eyes still closed.


She could see the sweat breaking out on his shoulders and forehead. The look
of excruciating concentration. She reached out with her mind and found his
reeling with light and pulsing sound.


She kissed him again, running her tongue over his lips. A slightly sweet
taste that she didn't recognize was there, and then she realized that she was
tasting herself. She suddenly pulled out of the kiss and knelt down and
placed a kiss on the end of his cock.


He yelled.


She took the head into her mouth, tasting the saltiness at the tip. Luke's
hips began to move; she could see him trying not to, but he had reached the
end of his ability to control it.


Enjoying the sense of power she had she ran the tip of her tongue over the
head and straight down to the base. His body shook again.


She reached behind him, grabbing his ass and wrapped her lips around him,
sucked twice and then pushed him into her mouth as far as it would go. She
did this three times more before his hands roughly grabbed her shoulders and
pushed her back.


Suddenly he was everywhere. In her mind, on her breast, between her legs--it
was rough, but not painful. It was as if he was trying to do everything at
once. His mouth sucked hard on her breast, his fingers reaching deep into
her. Keely's breath caught in her chest at the overwhelmingness of it. His
motions slowed after the initial energy was released, and then he looked up
at her.


"Sorry about that." He said, still fingering her clit.


Trying to decide if he'd scared her or turned her on even more, she said
"That's all right, I guess I deserved it."


"I know what else you deserve." His eyes held some mischief around their
corners.


"Really? Do I dare ask?" She had a hard time believing this was happening.
Her voice was uncertain.


His arms scooped her up and held her as he used the Force to lift the blanket
to cover one of the warm boulders. Then he carried her over to the boulder
and set her down. Warmth radiated up from the rock through the blanket. Keely
squirmed against it for just a second, enjoying the erotic sensation of the
heat against her throbbing slit. She looked at him standing before her. He
was enjoying watching her, but there was something else in his look.


And then she knew what he wanted. She spread her legs and pulled him closer.
His face was serious again and she continued to pull him into her embrace.


She felt the tip of his head against the side of her thigh, and she reached
down to stroke him. His eyes closed again, and he used his fingers to tease
and pinch her nipples then brought one nipple into his mouth as she arched
her back.


Instantly his shaft was sliding into her. She felt the fullness, the hardness
reaching into her. He buried himself to the hilt and then ground against her.


Her clit was receiving the pressure along with her cunt. She wondered how
much of it she'd be able to take.


His hands were on her hips now, and he was pulling back. The fullness leaving
her, then suddenly it was back as he thrust back in.


She arched her back again. It wasn't going to be long now.


Luke felt it too, and changed the pace. Faster now, long strokes where he
almost pulled all the way out.


Her senses were reeling. She was panting. He was moving in her again and
again. Fire and ice exploded around her and she screamed into the echoing
chamber, his powerful roar joining her scream as he slammed into her once
more, filling her.


Time seemed to stop for a moment as they each felt their Force senses become
one. Luke's lips sought hers and they kissed as the climax receded.


He wrapped his arms around her and they leaned against each other, trying to
catch their breath.


When, finally they had, and he had slipped out of her (at which she let out a
small whimper, as if loosing a part of herself), he kissed her face in the
tender way he had the first night.


"Hungry?" He asked, his voice somewhat horse.


"Mmmm. I suppose I am." She said rubbing the side of her face against his
like a cat.


"Luke?"


"Yes?" He kept kissing her.


"When we've had something to eat," she was running her hands up and down his
chest, "could we do that all over again?"


He chuckled softly. "Anything for you, Keely, anything for you."

---------end.