Title: Kid’s Books Kinda a sequel to A Walk in the Park, but not really. (yes, this means I’ll continue working on it…) Author: Tam Chronin Rating: NC-17 for sex. (a bit rough) Fandom: Star Wars Characters: Luke, Maul, and You Category: ABH, Humor Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters in this story. The Almighty slave-driver Lucas owns poor Luke and Darth Maul, and probably you indirectly. He doesn’t own the setting though, it’s set on Earth, and we all know he and Speilberg are still fighting over that. Summary: Luke and Darth Maul have been fighting over you for months, trying to get you to convert to one side of the Force or the other. One of them takes a dangerous step toward winning while the other one is distracted…. *** You’ve gotten used to the Jedi and the Sith appearing as they please and invading your home or privacy. It doesn’t surprise you when you turn the corner to your living room and find Luke looking over your bookshelves with a skeptical look on his face. “What’s this? It looks like a kid’s book.” “Yah, so?” “I thought you left all that stuff behind when you moved out of your parent’s house.” “I did. That one’s new.” “You bought a kid’s book? Aren’t you a little old for that?” “Hey, this isn’t just any old kid’s book, it’s Harry Potter!” He stares at you blankly. “Don’t you appear anywhere else, or pay attention to anything when you’re around me? Those are some of the greatest books coming out these days. Just because I can read more mature subject matter doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy these.” You’ve picked up enough from Luke and Maul in their sporadic bits of training to feel that he was going to just humor you on this one. He opens his mouth to placate you and you frown, projecting your own displeasure. “Snob.” You snap at him irritably. “I didn’t mean it that way“ “Fine, you can say all you want about them…after you give them a try.” He hesitates a moment and you start to turn your back on him, thinking all kinds of mean things about the whiny, selfish, simpering, snobbish, half-witted excuse for a Jedi Master (even if he is sexy in all black). “Okay! Give me the first one, I’ll fit it into my schedule somehow.” You smile, knowing that within half an hour he’d be hooked. *** You’re pouting, wondering if you should even bother getting made up for the evening. Luke was supposed to be taking you out since it was his turn to have a crack at you this weekend, but since he appeared a few hours ago he hasn’t been able to put that damn book down. The familiar presence of velvety darkness touches you suddenly and you know you aren’t alone moments before Darth Maul caresses your shoulder from behind. “Lightsider suffering from impotence?” he smirks. “No,” you sigh, frowning. “I can’t think of any other reason not to be ravaging you or at least working up to it on a Saturday night.” “He’s reading one of my books.” “Reading? What a loser! Especially when your moon is full and your date is beautiful, and there are all kinds of places to go to have a good time. Here, wear this, you look almost as good in black as I do.” He winks and holds out one of your favorite dresses. It’s not much of a choice, you’ve been itching to go out and have some fun all week. So what if it’s Luke’s turn, it’s his own problem if he passes up a good thing. Still, one part of you can’t blame him. Just a couple of weeks ago you lied to your boss about being sick because you just bought the latest book and it was longer than you expected. *** Your legs are like rubber from all the dancing and walking, your head is a bit swimmy from the drinks you and Maul shared. This was the most romantic he has ever been…or at least the most seductive. You hardly notice that your lights are on at home, or that there is a jedi-sized lump on your couch. The sound of pages turning as you and Maul make out all the way to your bedroom is such a familiar sound that it doesn’t penetrate at all that you aren’t alone in the house. Maul’s hot, firm lips crush yours. His passionate tongue invades your mouth. This is your world right now, and nothing else matters in the slightest. Neither of you bother closing the bedroom door, and your shirt and bra lie on the floor of the hall in front of your room. His wandering hands feel hot on your skin, tracing patterns on your naked, tender flesh. Darth Maul is in top form tonight, turning you on like only he can. His fingers dexterously explore your more tender flesh, bringing sighs and moans to your lips. Your eyes slide closed as his mouth teases one nipple, then the other, to taut awareness. It’s like electricity moving through your body and centering on your breasts. Your stomach flutters in anticipation and your loins burn. Maul reaches between your legs, parting them insistently, and fingers your hot, wet pussy with such skill that your knees finally give way. He catches you easily, lifting you easily and placing you on your bed. With kisses all over your waiting flesh he teases you to fevered wanting. You try to turn him over and just take him, craving him harder than anything else in life. You need to feel his penis thrust deep in you, fill you, but he pins your hands down and gives you a wicked grin. He starts gently licking the insides of your thighs, scraping his horns against the other side as he goes to work on you. It’s torture having him between your legs but not inside you. His tongue is almost tickling you at first, then he brings his lips into play, nipping gently one side and then the other, then sucking, then he bites you and you buck beneath him, crying out in your pain and pleasure. Your hands are still pinned beside you and you grasp the sheets tightly, balling your hands into fists. Suddenly you find your body being crushed beneath his weight and your hands are freed. Maul gives you a wicked grin as his face hovers above you, then he thrusts his huge dick inside you, to the hilt. “Is that what you’ve been wanting?” “Yes! Gods, YES!” He pound into you again and again, ripping you apart and yet fulfilling you at the same time. You rake your nails across his back, drawing blood in your frenzy. It makes him thrust harder within you and you cry out incoherently. Finally you are about to utter an inarticulate scream at the top of your range from an overload of pleasure and pain when a noise by the bedroom door thrusts you back into reality. “Excuse me.” Maul’s rhythm is broken and you freeze in his arms, mortified. Luke looks at the both of you, Maul’s tattooed ass still bouncing a couple of times in front of his face before things come to a crashing halt. “I didn’t want to interrupt, but I need to ask you something.” He’s staring at you with those peaceful blue eyes, the epitome of calm, and you feel more flustered than ever because of it. He’s smiling a bit though, and doesn’t seem jealous…actually he seems a bit distracted when you reach out tentatively with the Force. “Um, sure. Anything,” you answer, flustered, while you scramble to cover yourself with…something. Anything. Well, anything but your Dark Side lover that is. “I can’t find the last book, and I was wondering where it was….” Blushing from scalp to toe you reach beside your bed and grab the book. “I just finished it the other night and forgot to put it away,” you stammer. “Oh good, it’s nice and thick, the longest of the series. This should last me a little longer.” Luke walks away happily as if Christmas had come early or something. Well, you know the feeling, but he could have at least *noticed* that something had been going on and said *something* about it. “Jedi can be so oblivious,” Maul marvels. “What an idiot, to ignore you for a stupid book! Why do you put up with him?” You begin to wonder the same thing as you head to the bathroom to clean up. Why do you put up with him when he doesn’t have the decency to even pretend to be jealous when he walks in on you having sex with his rival? *** The next morning finds you in a grumpy mood as you head to the kitchen for something to eat. You feel rejected and depressed, first for Luke’s lack of reaction, and second because Maul had done his famous disappearing act after the, um, act. Bleary eyed and frustrated you miss obvious clues again that something is out of the ordinary. The curtains are drawn and you squint at the brightness, confused. Then the smell of cooked food actually makes some kind of sense to your tired brain and you look to find Luke making the finishing touches on breakfast. “What’s all this?” “This is a huge thank you for making me read those books.” “Uh-huh.” It’s not what you want to hear after last night. He gives you an understanding smile and takes a few steps in to you. “This isn’t all I have planned for a thank you, if you are amenable.” He winks at you and flashes you a look both boyish and suggestive…playful. Yes, it’s a very playful look, something you haven’t seen from him yet. You smile, anticipating the coming day. *** Maul glares at you, his eyes looking more fiery than ever and burning into your soul. “I don’t care *what* he cooked for you, seeing the two of you kissing like that“ “Was a lot less than what Luke walked in on!” you interrupt, glaring right back. “He was thanking me for those books I recommended.” “And that’s why he kissed you LIKE THAT?!?” “They’re really good books,” you equivocate. “They’re kid’s books.” He scowls. “I don’t even know why you have them in your house…aren’t you a bit old for things like that?” The sneer on his face when he says that makes you want to spit. “What? Jealous that Luke and I can actually read?” “I don’t like what you’re insinuating.” His voice is low, dangerous. “Okay…you’re literate.” You shrug almost casually, knowing that you’re treading on dangerous ground and hoping that your plot works. “Then just a lack of appreciation for the finer things in life.” A glower is your only answer. “Or maybe you’re afraid of what people would think if a big bad Sith Lord was caught walking around with a kid’s book.” You see your taunt hit home as his eyes widen and then snap to slits. “I fear nothing…I am the cause of fear.” “Good, here’s the first book.” Suddenly you’re all smiles as you hand it to him, give him a peck on the cheek, and walk away before he can stop you. *** The next day you notice that the rest of the series is missing. *** Neither you nor Luke see Darth Maul or your books for a month. end