Trickster

Title: Trickster
Author: Maelmun
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not my characters, I'm just messin' with them.

Tenel Ka held the regal gown up to herself and looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror. She made a face and sighed. The dress was just not her.

She was laying the dress aside, moving for the next one, when a throat cleared behind her, she shot upright and spun around, relaxing only when she saw it was Jaina Solo. She relaxed immediately. Jaina was in preparation for that night's banquet, as well. Her brown-haired friend wore a loose dressing robe, sash tied casually around her trim waist.

Jaina's brown eyes flicked over Tenel Ka, and one corner of her mouth lifted. "Wow. Who knew you were hiding that under all those leather things?"

Tenel Ka looked down, realising that she was stark naked.

Jaina moved closer, her eyes sweeping appraisingly over her friend. Tenel Ka had high, firm breasts, a little larger than Jaina's own, with large, rosy peaks that were pebbling from the cold. Her eyes darted down to the auburn thatch between Tenel Ka's legs.

She moved around to stand behind Tenel Ka, her face just above the other woman's shoulder. "You should show off more," she said, gazing into the reflection's eyes.

"That is what my grandmother says," Tenel Ka said stiffly.

"As much as I don't like Ta'a Chume . . . sometimes she's right." Jaina licked her lips, then asked, "Do you touch yourself?"

The other woman was startled. She began to turn around, but Jaina stopped her and made her face the mirror. "What?"

Enunciating slowly, Jaina repeated, "Do you touch yourself?"

"I fail to understand your meaning."

She barely kept from rolling her eyes. She dropped the robe on the floor, revealing her slim, nude body. She was shaved bald between her legs, something she'd discovered some time previously, when she'd had to have all her hair removed because of a quarantine. Bald felt very good. Reaching around Tenel Ka, she brought her right hand to the curls just at the top of the other woman's slit. Pressing lightly, Jaina breathed, "Here."

Involuntarily, Tenel Ka gasped and thrust her hips forward. Jaina's finger slid into the red hair and over Tenel Ka's clitoris. The warrior woman squeaked, her eyes fluttering closed, and then she tried to pull away.

Jaina pressed closer, bringing her other hand up to squeeze Tenel Ka's left breast. She licked the back of Tenel Ka's neck. Reaching into the other woman's mind ever so slightly, Jaina projected desire into her friend's mind as she drew her finger slowly over the tip of the sensitive bud under her hand.

The princess shuddered. "N-no . . ." she moaned.

Jaina brought her thumb up and brushed it lightly over Tenel Ka's nipple. She moaned, her hips straining towards Jaina's hand. Jaina gathered arousal and shoved it towards Tenel Ka, who sighed and her head dropped back on Jaina's shoulder. The warrior's resistance was virtually nonexistent next to the force of Jaina's seduction.

Fingers playing faster against the slick, damp flesh between Tenel Ka's thighs, Jaina pressed her breasts to Tenel Ka's back. She watched the pleasure flicker across her friend's face in the mirror. The red-haired woman was panting, her hips moving in time to Jaina's hand.

Jaina was getting very turned on by this. But she couldn't do anything about it from behind Tenel Ka. Pulling her backwards towards the bed, Jaina sat down, splaying her legs and pulling Tenel Ka to sit between them. Jaina wrapped her legs around Tenel Ka's, holding them apart. She increased the pressure on the other woman's clit. Tenel Ka was twitching, trying to close her legs, to escape the almost painful pleasure Jaina evoked.

Fastening her lips just under Tenel Ka's jaw, Jaina began licking and sucking at the skin there. She slipped the middle finger of her hand into the tight hole of Tenel Ka's vagina, almost gasping at the force with which Tenel Ka clamped her. She was tight, tighter than Jaina. Butting the heel of her hand up against her engorged clit, Jaina speared a second finger into Tenel Ka's wet pussy. In seconds, the palm of Jaina's hand was slick.

Her fingers slid out, then in . . . out and in. Tenel Ka moaned and thrust against her. She was close, so close . . .

Then, suddenly, Jaina's hand was gone and she was releasing Tenel Ka, who floundered for a moment, very confused. Dazed, still foggy with lust, Tenel Ka turned to look at Jaina, who was very slowly dragging her tongue over her hand. Her fingers were glistening with Tenel Ka's juices. The other woman watched, feeling a peculiar stab of arousal, when Jaina stuck those fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean.

"Mmm," Jaina said huskily. "You taste good."

A shudder ran through Tenel Ka.

She tugged Tenel Ka further onto the huge mattress and moved on top of her. For a moment, Jaina looked down at her, and then she stretched out atop her, breast to breast, and pressed her lips to Tenel Ka's. The warrior woman gasped and Jaina thrust her tongue into her mouth.

They kissed passionately, their hips undulating. Tenel Ka's one arm snaked around Jaina's waist, while that one rolled to her side, freeing one of her own arms and pinning Tenel Ka's. Jaina lightly pinched and pulled on the other woman's nipple, until Tenel Ka was moaning into her mouth. Just as abruptly as before, Jaina jerked away, shoving Tenel Ka onto her back. She slithered down until her face was at the level of Tenel Ka's breasts. squeezing them together, she licked one taut peak, then the other, adding her lips, and then her teeth, lightly sucking and biting at the pebbled tips.

"Oooh," Tenel Ka breathed.

Snaking her way down Tenel Ka's perfect, toned body, Jaina reached the apex of the princess's thighs and spread the rosy lips. The musky scent was heady. Jaina paused a moment to breathe it in, then buried her face between Tenel Ka's thighs. The woman under her went perfectly still, the only sound coming out of her now a deep, ragged breathing.

Jaina drew her tongue up, between her swollen labia, and ran it in circles around Tenel Ka's clit. Then she drew the nubbin into her mouth and sucked on it. She worked a finger into Tenel Ka's sheath and speared rapidly in and out, rubbing the pad of her finger against the rough patch deep inside.

Tenel Ka drew her legs up, pushing her hips off the bed. Jaina adjusted by removing her finger and grasping her buttocks, holding her thrusting hips in place while she darting her tongue in and out of Tenel Ka's vulva. The other woman was making a high, keening noise now. Jaina didn't want to alert the guards; maybe it was time to bring this to an end. Her own thighs were moist from her arousal. She could feel her pulse between her legs, and knew she needed to come soon.

Sliding into place beside Tenel Ka, she thrust her leg between the other woman's thighs. Tenel Ka responded eagerly, bucking her hips against Jaina, her own hip bone bouncing against the bald mound between Jaina's legs. A moment later, she flipped Jaina onto her back and began thrusting in earnest, lost to everything except her driving need. Jaina bent her legs up, letting Tenel Ka's thigh slide over her erect clitoris. She began thrusting in time, her hips clearing the bed.

Jaina pulled Tenel Ka's head down and kissed her. For several moments, the only sounds were their muffled moans and the creak of the bed as they writhed together.

Then Jaina was coming, her orgasm seizing her irictrictus of pleasure unlike anything else she'd experienced. Above her, Tenel Ka had stopped her hips, and was just pressing them hard into Jaina. Her spasms were so strong that Jaina could feel them, adding to her own.

They lay in silence, panting, on the damp sheets, limbs still entwined. Jaina trailed her fingers down Tenel Ka's spine.

Suddenly, the princess sat up, looking stricken.

"Something wrong?" Jaina asked.

"What have I done?" Tenel Ka groaned. She sprang from the bed and ran into the refresher, slamming the door behind her.

Jaina lay for a moment longer on the bed, then sat up. She felt wetness between her thighs and drew a finger over her own vulva. Licking her finger off, she saw that her thigh was wet with Tenel Ka's nectar. Grinning, she used her finger and her tongue to clean it up.

Then she lazily got up, retrieved her robe, and left the room.

* * *

Later that night, Prince Isolder was dancing with his daughter. Something was bothering Tenel Ka; he'd tried to hold a conversation with her, but she was distant, her gaze glassy.

Over her father's shoulder, Tenel Ka saw Jaina rise from the table, a wolfish grin on her face. For one heart-stopping moment, Tenel Ka thought Jaina would come over to her. Her body instantly heated, remembering earlier that evening. She was relieved to see that Jaina was leaving in the company of Jagged Fel, but she still had to lift her heavy mane of auburn braids to cool her flushed skin.

"Daughter, what is that on your neck?" Isolder demanded.

Realising her mistake, Tenel Ka let her hair fall. But Isolder had already seen the mark on her neck from Jaina's mouth. "I . . ."

She couldn't think of an excuse. As she floundered, she caught Jaina's eye. The other woman stared at her for a moment, then very slowly and deliberately licked her lips. Helplessly, Tenel Ka knew she would be seeking Jaina out later.

Isolder saw his daughter's look, and turned, but by then, Jaina and Jag were gone. She could make up a lie, and her father would never know differently. Tenel Ka sighed with relief, and scurried off to find a new dance partner.