AU: Alderaan

[last_kallig]

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)

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[acertainpov]

Of course he does! Still tired, Ben stays on his back, but slides his hands up under her shirt from where he sits, shamelessly using the Force when he can't reach from his position.

"Maybe you just need more practise?" he suggests. "Or a good rest."

[last_kallig]

"Could be. Or maybe it's a species difference? For all I know the Voss don't sweat at all."

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!

[acertainpov]

Words are hard! He's putting enoough effort into being open, into making himself detectable and for once in his life actually honest in the Force, that asking him to put words on it as well becomes a challenge.

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.

[last_kallig]

"You were very tight," Ibani replies, smiling softly.

"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."

[acertainpov]

"It is an outstanding view," he says, running a finger up her arm through the sweat, love and desire and admiration echoing in the Force.

He glances over to the pond, and back at her, considering. "It's tempting."

[last_kallig]

She shivers delightedly at his touch and at what he's projecting in the Force and she echoes love, desire and admiration back at him. "Flattery," she replies, but she's pleased to hear it.

"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.

[acertainpov]

Really, if it's not Hoth he doesn't care. Ben pulls himself up after her, and unties his pants before following her in a few steps behind.

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?

[last_kallig]

Ibani is using that Force trick herself once Ben is in the water.

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.

[acertainpov]

Ben leans into the kiss, then brings his hands up to cup her upper back as he floats out into the deeper water with her.

"Warmer than the bar, at least."

[last_kallig]

"It is, a bit. Convenient."

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.

[acertainpov]

Ben twitches a smile at her, warm and flattered and echoing her own in the Force.

(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.

[last_kallig]

(She'd try and reassure him if she could, if she knew. That she's seen obsession before, if not of this particular kind and that she'll be careful with both their hearts.)

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."

[acertainpov]

He smirks at her. "Oh there's plenty of things we haven't tried yet," he says. He tightens one hand on her back, but walks the other down her side, under the water, to her hips.

"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.

[last_kallig]

"Here is good for now," Ibani replies, gaze warm with affection and desire. "Since I just got all that sweat off. Will save me another trip to get the sweat off, after."

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?"

[acertainpov]

Ben smiles then kisses her again, deeply and passionately. The hand he's trailed down curls around to the front of her hips, cups her belly and then tucks under, exploring.

"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.

[last_kallig]

"You're going to spoil me," Ibani replies, chuckling. That doesn't mean she doesn't appreciate the exploration and the kisses though, and she makes small noises of pleasure as he works.

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.

[acertainpov]

It's okay, he took a really deep breath, and has enough control to let it out very very slowly, trailing bubbles over her chest and then her stomach.

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.

[last_kallig]

Ibani is love, desire, pleasure in the Force as he trails bubbles down her body and coaxes her onto her back in the water.

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.

[acertainpov]

It's not how long she lasts that he's concerned about - it's how long he can keep her there, keep the instensity and the experience up that is his priority. He basks in the power flowing through the Force, sharing in it with her, while still using the Force to give them both buoyancy and avoid any accidental or near drowning that could ruin the whole thing.

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.

[last_kallig]

He keeps her there for quite a while and she feels near boneless in the aftermath of pleasure in his arms. She kisses him tenderly, clinging to him. "That was, Force I don't even have words for that, and I hardly even touched you." Yes, he can feel what she feels, but still!

[acertainpov]

"Mmmm."

He sounds, and feels, almost as content as she is - no need to worry about him!

"Yes, you did."

[last_kallig]

"Good," Ibani replies, snuggling closer. She's content to just float and BE like this for a while, held in his arms.

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.

[acertainpov]

Ben eventually shifts in the water, lets go of the use of the Force that he's been keeping up to maintain the floating, and starts gently treading water. He puts a finger on Ibani's lips and smiles, letting his eyes shift to the shore.

[last_kallig]

Ibani follows his gaze and smiles at the sight of the cub. The cub which is now rolling in her clothes. There is going to be SO MUCH blue fur on them, she's sure, but she can't quite make herself mind that right now.

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...

[acertainpov]

Ben tries to remember what Bail had told him about Alderaanian wildlife, and fails at the first hurdle. That's definitely a young predator, though, and Ibani's concern is probably right.

"We should probably go save the rest of our picnic," he observes, but shows no inclination to start yet.