Ulic's Redemption

The small starship materialized into Realspace and began its deceleration.  The wedge-shaped craft dipped into Rhen Var's thin atmosphere, its hull becoming cherry-red from friction.  Inside the small ship, a young woman clung to the controls, the restraints of her piloting chair digging into her slim shoulders, the cockpit buckling violently around her.  The girl was inexperienced, she couldn't level off the ship, it continued to quake, the hull began to groan from the growing outside pressures.  The girl cut her speed and let the ship descend naturally, the shaking eased as the vessel penetrated the atmosphere and glided towards the blindingly white surface.  The girl activated the ship's repulsor-lifts, the craft slowed its controlled plunge.  Eyes raking across the barren tundra, the girl searched intently until she found her goal, the sprawling ruins of an ancient fortress.  The young woman manipulated the controls of the starship and brought it down smoothly.  The extended landing gear sank into the tall snow drifts, the vessel settled to the surface with a bone-jarring slam.

Vima Sunrider brushed shining, red hair out of her relieved face and sighed deeply.  She shut down the ship's engines, unbuckled herself from the piloting seat, and left the cockpit to get her gear.

***

The sharp, freezing wind blasted Vima when she descended the ship's landing ramp.  She clasped the bottom of the heavy cowl that protected her head from the arctic blow and razor-sharp snow flakes.  The violent wind snapped at the hem of Vima's winter cloak as she left her ship and trudged through the knee-deep drifts.  

The wind of Rhen Var became a sentient thing as time passed, it clutched at her face and arms, it dragged at her boots and cloak.  It was a cruel, starving creature that desired to pull her under the snow and consume her at its leisure.  Vima fought with all of her strength, resisting the wind's chill caress, crouching low and resolutely plunging her legs time after time into the dense, hard snow, until she reached the edge of the fortress.

The fortress had once been an impressive structure, a marble dome surrounded by four graceful, curved towers shaped like clutching fingers.  The ivory towers were now broken, jagged spires of bone poking through the smooth, white covering of snow.  The dome had collapsed, it was a shattered maw that opened into a dark, bottomless abyss.

Vima stood still for a moment and regarded the ruin, until the insistent snatching of the wind prodded her back into motion. The girl walked towards the dome, and entered its pitch-black depths resolutely.

***

Vima lowered her cowl after she entered the shelter of the dome.  She stood within a narrow passage that led into the fortress's heart, the wind howled just beyond the tunnel mouth, but the cold filled the passage, frosting Vima's breath and squeezing her in a frigid embrace.  Vima followed the tight, arched tunnel.  She had no light to guide her way, instead she used the Force, she allowed it to guide her through the darkness to the one she sought.

Leaving the narrow passage, Vima stopped and marveled at the sheer size of the inner chamber.  The dome seemed to rise forever, pale, white light poured through the broken roof and illuminated only a small fraction of the chamber's interior.

"Ulic?  Are you here, Ulic?" called out Vima.

"Why have you come?"

The speaker appeared out of the dark in front of Vima.  The girl stepped back, her eyes wide with surprise, she hadn't sensed a whisper of Ulic's presence, even though her senses were open to the Force.  Ulic understood her expression and smiled bitterly.

"The Force cannot detect one who is dead."

"But..you're not dead," protested Vima hesitantly.

"In many ways I am, Vima," replied Ulic sadly.

***

Vima removed her steaming cloak and huddled gratefully next to the small fire.  Ulic closed the door of the underground storage chamber that now served as his living area.

"You didn't answer my question, Vima."

"I want you to train me as a Jedi."

"You have your pick of teachers, why me?" inquired Ulic, reluctantly curious as he prepared tea for them both.

"Mother never has the time and the other Jedi don't take me seriously," pouted Vima, combing a hand through her fiery hair.

"They can use the Force, you know I cannot..not anymore," murmured Ulic, a tremor passing through his wind-scoured hands while he poured tea into two mugs.

"You were a powerful Jedi once, a Master!  I know you can teach me the ways of the Jedi!" exclaimed the girl stubbornly.

"The ways of the Jedi!" snorted Ulic.  "You're aware of how well I observed those ways."

"One who breaks the law is more aware than one who takes the law for granted," retorted Vima.

"Clever," smiled the grizzled Ulic, handing Vima a steaming mug.

Former Jedi Master and potential student used the silence of drinking to marshal their thoughts.

"If I train you, what do I get in return?"

"I can take you with me when I leave, you can go anywhere."

"I could be anywhere right now, I chose Rhen Var because I wanted privacy."

"I'll..I'll give you anything you want," swallowed the girl.

Ulic lowered his mug and stood over the blushing girl.  He knelt down before her and grabbed her trembling hands.

"I loved your mother, once."

Vima raised her bright, green eyes and met the former Jedi Master's gaze.  "Then love me as you did her."

Ulic reached out and stroked Vima's rose-hued cheek.  Vima kissed Ulic's fingertips, then leaned forward and kissed Ulic's weathered face, his dry lips.  Ulic dug his left hand into Vima's thick, red hair, he savored the girl's sweet mouth, her delicate tongue.

Growing bolder, Vima stood up, took Ulic's hand, and led him to the beckoning pile of furs.  As Ulic stretched back upon them, the young woman removed her heavy tunic, breeches, and boots.  Naked and shivering, Vima joined Ulic on the bed of furs and clung to him, running her slim fingers across his strong chest, over his muscled thighs.

Ulic rolled on top of Vima and embraced her, sucking hard upon her mouth, his left hand squeezing her soft right breast.

"Your first lesson, you must open yourself to the Force, let it fill you," whispered Ulic against Vima's wet lips.

The naked girl obeyed Ulic.  She gasped as the Force poured into her, every inch of skin became hyper-sensitive, she could feel Ulic's warm breath caress her throat, could sense the heat of his erection brushing against her puffy, pink cunnie.

"It feels..good!" moaned Vima, perspiration gleaming on her forehead.

"Let it flow, embrace it," growled Ulic, his head descending between Vima's breasts, his tongue flicking across each swollen, dark brown nipple.

Vima bit her lower lip, her body was afire with lust, Ulic's touch was cool and soothing, dampening the fever of desire that held her in its unbreakable grip.  Sighing with pleasure, Vima lowered her right hand and slid it into the folds of Ulic's long robes, until she found his warm cock.  The panting girl began rubbing Ulic's bloated member, making it harder, the head enlarging when Vima's gentle fingers squeezed it.

Ulic started sucking on Vima's small breasts, drawing them deep into his mouth, his tongue caressing her stiff nipples and drawing long, ecstatic moans from the writhing girl.  Vima tightened her grip upon Ulic's cock and pumped it faster, the former Jedi Master's hips began shuddering as she coaxed his shaft towards climax.

"Fill me!  Fill me, Master!" groaned Vima, looking up at Ulic through narrowed, lust-glazed eyes.

Ulic tore off his robes and grasped Vima's small kneecaps.  He roughly pulled the girl's thin legs apart and positioned himself against her warm, honey-slick crotch.  Ulic eased his cock inside Vima, the girl arched her back and whimpered, her saliva-covered breasts quivered as the Jedi Master slipped deeper and deeper inside her.  Vima moaned softly in pain when Ulic broke her hymen, then pain transformed to pleasure when the throbbing sides of his prick massaged her moist vagina.

Vima reached up and stroked Ulic's flushed, bearded face.  Ulic twitched from the girl's caress, he could feel the Force flow from her into him, the raw power overwhelmed him, made him more feverish than Vima ever could.  Strength poured into Ulic and he used it to thrust into the young woman.  Vima moaned, her arms wrapped around Ulic's thick neck, her thighs clutching his strong pelvis.  Ulic stabbed harder and harder into Vima, her cunt drew his cock in, squeezed and enfolded it until the Jedi thought he would burst.  Vima's hot flesh and the roar of the Force within his veins aroused Ulic into a mad frenzy, power filled him, Vima's desire inflamed him.  Ulic's grunts and Vima's moans reverberated through the dimly-lit chamber.  The dying fire cast deformed, flickering shadows of the two lovers upon the rock walls, Ulic looming over Vima, pumping relentlessly between her slender legs, their mouths sucking and merging.

Vima threw back her head and screamed, her naked body shuddering from the orgasm that seared through her.  Ulic grasped the girl's rounded hips and groaned when he climaxed inside her, his pelvis slapping against her wet crotch while stream after stream of hot cream poured into Vima's small belly.

As the sweet ecstasy of orgasm faded from Ulic's mind, so did his brief contact with the Force.  The strength that had filled Ulic's limbs drained away, leaving him weak and shivering.  Ulic collapsed beside Vima, the girl's sweat-covered body smelled of musk and cinnamon.

Vima curled next to Ulic, she placed a slender arm over his stomach.

"Will you teach me, Master?"

Ulic stroked the girl's soaked hair, remembered the glorious fire of the Force raging through him when he was inside her.

"Yes, I will teach you, Vima," murmured Ulic, brushing his lips over Vima's hot skin.

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