Crysta

This is an idea..... if you like it, someone pick it up. If no one
picks it up, then we'll go with something else. ;-)

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Luke called Mara over to the com station where he sat checking
messages that had come in during their time away from Coruscant.

She emerged from the bedroom, the brush halfway through her long red
hair. "What?" she asked curiously.

"It seems we've been invited to a costume party," he replied, reading
over the invitation on the screen. "The message is from Leia, and the
party is... tonight."

"Tonight?? You're kidding, right?" she asked. "Where are we going to
find costumes with such short notice?"

"I don't know," he responded thoughtfully, turning to her and reaching
out for the brush. Mara came closer to him and handed over the brush,
allowing Luke to run the bristles through her beautiful tresses.
She'd worn it in a long thick braid the whole time they'd been
traveling, and now that they were back, she'd finally let her hair
down.

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Anyone want to continue this?

Ki

I am game, Crysta. I also like Andrea's charity auction idea. Maybe we can do that one next!!!

Here goes:

Luke's eyes sparkled with mischief as he gently pulled the brush through those red-gold locks. "If your hair was a little longer, you could dye it blond and go as Lady Godiva."

Luke could feel Mara's annoyance through the Force before she turned to impale him with her patented glare. "I'm sure I could come up with something better than that. I could be a pleasure house mistress and you could be my sex slave." The blush that rose on Luke's face warred with the lust flowing from him at that thought.

Once he composed himself, Luke replied in a husky tone. "I would be willing to play out that fantasy privately if you would like." His hands roamed over Mara's body, briefly touching ever place that would feed her arousal.

Mara kissed him lightly before pushing his hands down. "If we are going to this party, we have to come up with a workable idea. The Master does have a reputation to uphold."
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Angela Jade

*wow - found some spare time!*

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"And which reputation is that, my love?" Luke's hands started to sneak
up Mara's thighs once more, only to be swatted away.

"I'm referring to your public reputation, Master Jedi. The one outside
the bedroom."

"Oh, that one." He frowned for a moment, before breaking into a huge
smile. "I could wear an Imperial Officer's uniform and go as Tarkin.
Then you could do your Admiral Daala impression."

"A bit tasteless, don't you think? Half the New Republic's going to be
there, including your sister."

Luke pouted. "I don't hear you coming up with any better ideas, Jade."

Smiling, Mara leaned forward and kissed his lips. "We could always dress up as Han and Leia. That would be sure to freak them out."

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Angela Jade

More options it is!!!

Mara knew the devilish expression that shown in Luke's eyes meant trouble before the words ever left his mouth. "If you want to go as Han and Leia, I can call her to see if you can borrow the slave outfit she wore in Jabba's palace. I'm sure Han didn't let her throw it away."

"What happened to the calm and serene Jedi Master I used to know," Mara sighed.

"I think he disappeared about the same time you consented to marry me, my love," Luke whispered. The love and respect he felt for her was evident even in the naughty expression. "Okay, I'll be serious. We could go as Ewoks, Jawas or Stormtroopers." The smile he wore got wider as he added. "Or I could go as myself and you could be my compliant and faithful Padawan."

Mara rolled her eyes as she looked over at him. "Looks like I will have to come up with suitable costumes for us."

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Lady Sith

Ok, sorry guys, I haven't had time earlier, but I'll add on now!

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Luke gave her a pretend hurt look, "You don't like my ideas?"

"I'd rather go dressed as a wookiee than as a padawan."

"Hey, now that's an idea!" Luke reached out with his strong arms and
pulled her tiny form into his lap. He hugged her belly from behind,
resting his head on her shoulder.

She turned in his lap to face him.

"Don't even think about it farmboy."She tried to say with all
seriousness, but a smile couldn't help but break over her monotonous
expression.

"I'd rather kiss a wookiee."

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Michele

I've been out of town, and have just read your new RR, and thought I'd give it a shot. I do like the idea of them dressing as Han & Leia, though, especially if the Solos showed up dressed as our favorite pair of Jedi.

Michele

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"How about if we used Force disguises, and changed them every few minutes?" Luke continued, not discouraged by their 'Wookiee' bantering.

"Have you even been listening to my 'no unnecessary use of the Force'
lectures?" Mara retorted, shooting down that idea.

"Okay," Luke drawled, "I could always recreate my pirate disguise I used at the Cavrilhu base. No Force usage there."

"Ughh," Mara made a face. "I didn't much care for that one. And what
would I go as?"

Luke gave her a lecherous look. "You'd be my pirate wench."

This elicited a bop on the head from his beautiful wife. "Grow up, farmboy. You're not 18 anymore."

Luke suddenly snapped his fingers. "That's it!" he exclaimed. "We'll dress up to look like we did when we were 18. Tatooine moisture farmer...and Emperor's Hand." He sent Mara a mental image of her in a skintight black cat suit, complete with spike heels and goggles hanging around her neck.

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Lady Sith

Ok, well I was waiting to see if someone else would write it, but
doesn't seem like it.. so I guess I'll go.

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A smile grew slowly over Mara's face as she received Luke's mental
image. She shot back with a mental image of him working on Tatooine
wearing no shirt and some tight khaki pants.

"Now that wouldn't attract too much attention. Can you go with no
shirt too?" Luke chided.

"Cold shower farmboy. Now seriously, what are we going as?"

Luke responded by gripping her waist with his hands and tossing her
over his shoulder as he made his way to the door.

"Off to the costume shop we go." Luke said in a bouncy little tune.

"Oh great, show up in the shop like this and they'll give us costumes
as a Noghri carrying its prey."

"Now that's intriguing."

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Michele

JT and Angela--you two have outdone yourselves on these parts. I worked all day Sunday and only checked mail briefly but took the time to read these. I waited to see if someone else would jump in but since they haven't, I can't resist playing with Angela's last line.
>>>If he hadn't been so preoccupied, Luke would have congratulated his wife on her control over the >>>Force.

Mara had really outdone herself this time. As much as Luke tried to relax and enjoy the wonderful wetness of his wife's mouth surrounding him, the image that continued to play in his brain wouldn't allow it.
His emotions were in turmoil, his heart was racing partially as a reaction to Mara pleasuring him but even more from the fear the vision was sending through him. He had been through a lot over there years, but that first time that he was unable to feel and draw on the Force around him had been nothing short of terrifying.

He would have to remember not to challenge Mara's control in the future. As that thought came to him he chuckled. 'Two can play at this game' he thought. 'I'll just have to see how far I can push before her control snaps.'

Mara was so intent on keeping her control over Luke that at first it didn't strike her as odd that she could feel Luke's hands caressing her breasts. His thumbs circled her nipples and she could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin. When she realized that he was no longer complying with her instructions to keep still, she jabbed the blaster roughly into his ribs. "I told you not to move, Skywalker." She allowed his manhood to slip from between her lips and lifted her head to glare at him.

Luke wore his most innocent farmboy grin as his mischievous blue eyes locked with Mara's dangerous green ones. "I haven't move one inch, my love," he said sweetly.

Mara was perplexed. She could still feel the pressure of his thumbs against her nipples but could see that both his hands still rested motionless by his sides. Suddenly, everything became clear and she had to work to suppress a grin. She looked away to compose herself than looked at him with her patented glare. "What happened to your promise to curtail any unnecessary use of the Force, Master," she bit out sarcastically.

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