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last_kallig) wrote2020-09-06 04:07 pm
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AU: Alderaan
Ibani has not only made plans, she's made PLANS, plans for supplies, transport, the ideal location, ideal weather conditions, and several other factors besides.
Excessive for a picnic? Probably. It could even be excessive planning for a picnic that, energy and mood of all participants permitting, might include seduction. Ibani does not care.
Besides, she might as well USE that enormous patch of wilderness that came with the title of Lady Kallig and that nobody's allowed to build structures on for SOMETHING, right?
She's slipped into Milliways in the hopes of finding Ben.
(OOC: Warning for adult content)
Excessive for a picnic? Probably. It could even be excessive planning for a picnic that, energy and mood of all participants permitting, might include seduction. Ibani does not care.
Besides, she might as well USE that enormous patch of wilderness that came with the title of Lady Kallig and that nobody's allowed to build structures on for SOMETHING, right?
She's slipped into Milliways in the hopes of finding Ben.
(OOC: Warning for adult content)
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"Maybe you just need more practise?" he suggests. "Or a good rest."
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She could have stopped with the shirt, pants, and boots, but the underclothes are sticking even worse, so they go too. She sprawls next to him on the blanket, lying on her back. "How do you feel, after?"
Yes, she could probably tell through the Force, but words are important!
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He wrinkles his nose, settles on a complaint.
"Sore."
It'll wear off.
And so he doesn't need to answer too much he rolls onto his side, to treat himself to a good look at Ibani lying next to him.
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"Like what you see?" she teases as he rolls onto his side. Ibani isn't wearing anything and is not embarrassed in the least. "I'm pondering jumping into that pond to get the sweat off."
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He glances over to the pond, and back at her, considering. "It's tempting."
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"You can join me if you like," she says, sitting up. "Or watch if the water's a little too cold for you."
She steps into the pond, which is cold but not cold enough to be dangerous, then submerges herself for a few moments before she resurfaces. "Definitely a bit chilly. Might need you to warm me up a bit when I get out," she teases.
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Just before it's deep enough to be called wading he stops, closes his eyes for a second and then continues forward.
If you can keep yourself warm while swimming, what is the Force even for?
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Ibani grins when he enters the water. "Not Manaan, but the water feels nice."
She swims over to Ben, places a hand on his shoulder, then leans in to kiss him.
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"Warmer than the bar, at least."
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She presses her whole body against his as they float out into deeper water, wraps one arm around his waist and the other around his chest under his left arm. She nuzzles his neck with love and desire. "But you're so much warmer than either, body and Force."
She looks up into his eyes. "You're so Beautiful, Warm, and Good." She doesn't just mean those things in a physical sense but in metaphysical ones as well. What Ben IS in the Force, a reflection of his soul, fills her with love, admiration, desire, and Light.
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(And not the slightest hint of any fear that comes from words and feelings like this, no sign of concern that too much attachment is going to bring this to a bad end.)
He wraps his hands tighter around her and kisses her, just to stop any of that leaking out.
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Ibani is, for good or ill, quite distractable with regard to Ben kissing her. She leans into his kiss as it stirs her desire.
"You mentioned on Hoth that there were some things you didn't recommend in that cold," she says. "I'll admit I'm curious as to what those might be."
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"It depends on whether you'd like to stay here or go back to shore."
The meaning is clear on that: either way Ben has ideas.
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Because Ben's smirk suggests he's going to make her sweat. She lets her arm around his waist go, trails that hand across his hips.
"So, how do we begin?"
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"You don't do anything," he says. "Just stay here and float."
He slowly trails kisses along her jaw, down her neck, and finally takes a deep breath and disappears under the water.
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There's a ripple of confusion in the Force as he disappears under the water. She's honestly not sure WHAT in the Force he could be doing that wouldn't run the risk of, well, drowning.
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Nevertheless, as his other hand trails down her shoulder, and with the slightest physical nudge from the Force, he pushes her back, and with his other hand below, gently tilts her pelvis towards asking her to lie on her back.
And then his legs are slipping between hers, followed by the rest of him, until he's kissing her pelvis and her thighs and he has full access to what he wants to do.
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She spreads out her arms to help her float as she lies on her back and she gasps in pleasure as he kisses her thighs. Oh, Force, this is reminding her of that memory she glimpsed of Ben and Satine and she is NEVER going to explain that that's how she learned what the quip about being a 'cunning linguist' meant if she can help it.
"Don't think I'm going to last very long if you put that mouth of yours..." And she's rather too distracted by what Ben is doing to finish that sentence.
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However long she can stand it, he eventually floats back up to her, ending it by kissing her tenderly on the mouth while he holds her.
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He sounds, and feels, almost as content as she is - no need to worry about him!
"Yes, you did."
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After a while, there is a feel in the Force of a small predator, and careful eyes might see a tiny blue furred, horned, Vorn tiger cub stalking through the brush.
The cub crouches in the weeds by Ibani's discarded clothes, fascinated by all the new scents it has never scented before! Its back end wiggles like a house cat about to spring, and it leaps for Ibani's clothes in a pounce!
Ben and Ibani are upwind, so the cub hasn't noticed them, yet.
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The cub sniffs her boots, then crawls into one. The boot shakes and trembles as the cub turns around and sticks their head out the top of the boot.
Ibani covers her mouth with her hand to stifle a giggle. Surely the cub's mother should be somewhere nearby? It can't be anywhere near old enough to be out on its own...
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"We should probably go save the rest of our picnic," he observes, but shows no inclination to start yet.
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