"Morning Proclivity"

by Angela Jade

Rated - PG-13

e-mail - angela@yavin4.free-online.co.uk - constructive criticism and happy thoughts greatly appreciated. Flames laughed at.

Disclaimer - it all belongs to Lucas. I am not making any money from this.

Inspiration - Sherry & Lori (sounds like some bad seventies girly sitcom...) - in answer to their "holding" challenge. Hasn't been beta'd - smilies to anyone who spots a mistake. :)

He lay on his back, warm and contented from sleep, his eyes still firmly shut. The soothing silence of his bedroom was only disturbed by the distant sounds of the Praxeum kitchens as the students began to break their fast. Sunlight shining through the lightly curtained windows warmed the room and he debated whether or not he'd get away with lying there all day.

"Luke Skywalker, what are you doing?"

Luke opened one eye and smiled at his bed-mate languidly. "Good morning, Mara. Did you sleep well?"

"Very well," she replied with a frown. "I asked you what you were doing." Her gaze snapped down to his groin then back to his face.

"Huh?" Lifting his head slightly, Luke followed her eyes. His bare right arm stretched over the thin, white sheeting, his hand coming to rest on the tent that had formed over his...

"Why is it that men feel the urge to handle themselves constantly," groused Mara, propping her head on one hand as she scowled at him, "even in their sleep."

"I ... umm..."

"I mean, I'm as hot-blooded and passionate as the next being, but do you find me waking up with my hands clamped over my breasts? No, you do not."

"Maybe only because you're always awake before I am..." Luke's reply quickly tailed off under his wife's menacing glare.

"Are you worried it might have disappeared overnight?" she growled. "Are you checking it's still there?"

Luke shook his head in mute reply.

Mara lifted one eyebrow. "Were you, by any chance, dreaming of me before you woke up?"

"Not that I remember."

Her other eyebrow joined the first and her voice took on a decidedly dangerous tone. "Were you dreaming of someone else?"

Luke flinched, his hand still covering his aroused member. "No. Definitely not."

"Good." Abruptly she smiled and leaned forward, settling a gentle kiss on his lips. "Are you maybe feeling a little horny?"

A sly grin spread slowly across his face. "Well, I wasn't, but now that you mention it..."

"I would have thought last night's session had worn you out, Skywalker." Another kiss.

"I'm never too worn out for you, Jade."

"So tell me," she whispered, "is it some kind of male virility thing?"

"No."

"A comfort thing, then? When you give up your cuddly bantha, you move on to your..."

"No, not that either."

"So what in Kessel is it about?" yelled Mara suddenly, her frustration shredding the last of her patience.

Luke smiled and affectionately patted his erection. "I was just congratulating him on a job well done."

~FIN~

AJ