Nightmares and Futures *COMPLETE*

Nightmares and Futures

Chapter 3

“What are you going to do?” Leia asked.

“I don’t know Leia. I don’t think the Force is sending Luke these nightmares,” Mara sighed.

“You think outside interference?” Han spoke up.

“I’m getting that feeling. I just wish I knew who and how,” Mara agreed.

“The Empire maybe,” Leia suggested.

“No. They have neither the resources or the technology to do so,” Mara explained.

“What about another Jedi?” Han questioned.

“That could be a possibility. The Jedi would have to be a Jedi Master and using the dark side,” Mara replied.

“I’ll see what I can find in those records you and Luke found two years ago on Kasynia,” Leia said.

“Alright. I’ll keep talking to Luke and see if he can tell me anymore,” Mara nodded.

Mara ended the transmission, leaned back in the chair and sighed. She began rubbing the back of her neck as she rolled her head. Luke had finally fallen asleep two hours ago and was sleeping peacefully when she checked on him half an hour ago. Suddenly, the quite of the apartment was shattered by a scream. Luke’s scream.

Mara jumped to her feet and ran for Luke’s room. She found him thrashing in his sleep. She hurried to the bed and tried to pin his arms down. She let out a hissed curse as one of his elbows connected with her face, knocking her to the floor.

“No! No!” Luke cried out.

“Luke wake up,” Mara pleaded as she finally succeeded in pinning his arms down.

“I’m not my father! Don’t make me do this! I‘m not a Sith!” he cried.

*Luke it’s Mara. Please wake up,* she said.

“NOOO!” he screamed as he bolted up.

The move surprised Mara. She once more found herself on the floor. She quickly got up and sat beside him. Luke was trembling from head to toe, sweat pouring from his face as he buried his face in his hands.

“Luke, talk to me,”

“I…I kept hearing…Palpatine. He…he was controlling me. I killed Han. Raped…Leia then killed her. He then…made me rape you. He kept saying I was just like my father. A Sith,” he explained.

“Sshh. It’s over now. Palpatine is dead. He can’t hurt you anymore,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around him.

Luke clung to her as his tears began to fall. Mara stroked his hair and eased them back onto the bed. Within moments he was once more sound asleep. Mara continued to hold him, his head resting on her chest.

‘Please. Someone, anyone, help me. I can’t do this alone. I know I’m the only one who can help him, but I don’t know how,’ she prayed to the Force as she slowly drifted off to sleep herself.

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Luke stood at the foot of the bed, shaking. Behind him he could feel the presence of Palpatine. On the bed was Mara, strapped to the posts of the bed. A look of pure hatred on her face. Luke was fighting with all his might to through off Palpatine’s control, but loosing.

“You know you want this. Why do you continue to fight what you are?” Palpatine laughed.

“No. I’m not like you. This isn’t what I want,” Luke hissed trying to back away.

“Ha. Ha. You are your father’s son. You are a Sith, just like him,” Palpatine cackled.

“No!” Luke yelled.

“Leave him alone you bastard,”

Palpatine and Luke spun around to find Mara standing there, her lightsaber engaged. Luke watched as she neatly cut off Palpatine’s head. Suddenly he felt himself back in control of his body and watched as the dream faded then reappeared. He and Mara found themselves in Luke’s apartment at the academy on Yavin IV.

“Mara?” Luke asked quietly.

“You called out to me,” Mara said as she put away her lightsaber.

Luke dropped onto the bed. Mara sat beside him and wrapped her arm around his shoulders. He looked up and stared into her emerald eyes.

He reached out and placed his palm against her cheek. She smiled and covered his hand with hers. Gently, she placed her hand on his cheek. She leaned foreword and rested her forehead against his.

“Mara I…”

“Sshh. It’s okay Luke. You won’t be going through this alone. I’m here for you,” she whispered.

Luke didn’t know what came over him, but he quickly pressed his lips to hers and pulled her into his arms. Mara gasped but soon returned his kiss. Her arms wrapping around him, her fingers threading in his hair as he laid her back on the bed, his body resting above hers.

Luke looked down at her. Mara’s eyes mirroring his. Confusion. It was then they realized they were no longer dreaming. He and Mara were wide awake and back in his apartment on Coruscant.

“Mara, I’m sorry,” he sighed as he rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Luke, look at me,” she said gently as she sat up and placed her hand on his back.

When he wouldn’t face her, she got off the bed and moved to stand in front of him. She took his face in her hands and lifted it toward her. She saw he was still a it confused at what just happened, but he also looked a little frightened.

“What are you afraid of?” she asked as she brushed his hair off his forehead.

“I don’t know. I guess I’m afraid of myself,” he answered.

“You have nothing to be afraid of. You are a good man Luke, and a good Jedi,” she smiled.

Luke placed his hands on her waist and rested his forehead against her stomach. Mara stroked his hair as he hugged her. Slowly he looked up at her. She traced the side of his face.

*What do you want Luke?*

*You Mara,*

Mara leaned down and kissed him. Luke held her as he laid back against the bed. She moved to straddle his waist as she sat up. Their eyes locked as Luke’s hands slid to the hem of her tunic.

*Don’t be afraid Luke. You can’t hurt me,*

*It’s not that,*

“Talk to me,” she whispered.

“Mara, I’ve dreamt of this, before the nightmares began I mean. I’ve dreamt of you and me. Just like this,” he said.

“Show me,” she replied as she looked dead in his eyes.

Luke knew what she was asking him to do and he nodded. A second later, Mara’s mind was filled with images. She watched as Luke made love to her over and over. Watched as the two of them got married and began a family. Living their lives together.

“How long?” she gasped as the images faded.

“Two years now,” he answered. It was Luke’s turn to gasp as his mind was filled with images from Mara. It would seem her feelings and dreams mirrored his. He watched as she smiled brightly down at him.

*So what do we do now?* she beamed.

*This,* he replied.

Mara gasped as he rolled her onto her back. She sighed as he kissed her fiercely. Luke pulled away to remove her tunic, belt, and pants. He smiled down at her.

*There it is,* she stated.

*There what is?* he questioned.

*Your smile,* she grinned.

*It’s for you Mara. Only for you,* he sighed.

She raised up and pressed her lips to his. Luke used the Force to remove his sleep pants and her bra and underwear. Both sighed as their bodies touched. Her arms slid around him, her fingers threading in his hair.

“Luke,” she whispered as his lips found a spot on her neck that caused her to tremble.

“I love you Mara,” he groaned as he started moving down her body.

“I love you too Luke,” she sighed, arching into him.

Luke’s mouth and tongue were driving her crazy. The love she felt coming from him washing over her. She felt so alive.

*Luke! Yesss!* she cried as his lips covered her center.

*Oh Sith Mara. You taste so sweet and you’re so wet,* he moaned as his tongue moved in and out of her.

Her fingers were buried in his hair as she moaned and writhed beneath him. Two fingers quickly joined his tongue, adding to her pleasure. Mara felt as if her entire body would explode at any moment.

“Ohhh! Luke!” she cried as her body arched off the bed.

Luke greedily drank the nectar flowing from her. As she relaxed beneath him, he began slowly kissing, licking, and nipping up her body. A smile playing at his lips.

“This is what you were meant for Mara. To be taken over the edge of passion and back again,” he whispered as he stroked her cheek.

Before she could speak, his lips covered hers. Mara sighed and wrapped her arms and legs around him. Slowly, he slid into her. Both growled into the kiss as they became one body.

*By the Force Luke. Yesss,*

*Gods Mara. You feel amazing,*

Luke moved his lips to her neck. Her nails gently raked his back as he started moving in and out of her. Mara gasped his name as he began thrusting deeper, but still moving slowly.

“Oh Luke,”

“Mara, oh Mara,”

As their lips met, Mara rolled them over once more. Luke threw his head back against the pillow as Mara moved above him. He opened his eyes and watched her. She was a siren. A vision of sexual beauty.

*Mara. You’re…ooohhh…a goddess,*

*More Luke. Make me come. Please,*

Luke grabbed her shoulders and flipped her onto her back. Her screams of pleasure driving him. Relentlessly he pounded into her welcoming body. Harder and harder. Faster and faster.

“YES! OH YES! LLLUUUKKKEEE!” she screamed as her body locked in his arms.

“FUCK! MARA! OOOHHH!” he roared as his own climax washed over him.

Suddenly spineless, he collapsed on top of her. Mara cradled him in her arms as her finger tips brushed over his back. Slowly, he moved onto his side, pulling her into his arms.

“Was that better than your dreams?” she teased.

“Oh yes, much better than any dream,” he smiled.

“Luke, Han and I have a theory about your nightmares. We don’t think it’s the Force sending them, but someone else,” she said.

“Someone else? I know it’s not the Empire. They don’t have the ability. Another Jedi maybe?” he asked.

“That’s what I think, but like I told Han. The Jedi would have to be a Jedi Master,” she answered.

“It’s possible there is another Jedi Master out there. Yoda and Obi-Wan couldn’t possibly have been the only two Jedi Masters to survive,” he replied.

“But no light Jedi would send you these nightmares. It has to be a dark Jedi or possibly even…” she started.

“A sith,” he finished for her.

Luke fell silent and pulled her tighter against him. Mara slid her arms around his to offer what comfort she could. She hoped that together, they could find whoever was doing this and stop them.

T.B.C