A/N: Well, here is the final part of this story! I apologize for it taking me so long to get the darned thing posted, but I hope that the smut in this part makes up a little bit for it!
It still took about another ten minutes to get his harried sister and his annoying brother-in-law out the door,N but once they were gone, Luke finally breathed a sigh of relief. Until he turned around and remembered that he had to talk to Mara about the almost-kiss now. Not that he was regretting the kiss, not in the slightest, but he was very worried that she might be, after facing the inquisition from his family.
"I'm impressed, Skywalker. I thought your sister had you firmly under her thumb," Mara teased.
"Leia is a very strong-willed woman, and sometimes, yes, it is easier to just let her have her way about things. But when it's important, I can make up my own mind," Luke said quietly.
"So you think this is important, then?" Mara asked, her voice carefully neutral.
"Probably one of the most important conversations I'll ever have."
Mara nodded slowly. "Okay. Would you like to sit down?" she asked, gesturing towards the sofa.
Luke flushed a little, remembering the intimate position they'd been in when his sister had interrupted them. He coughed nervously. "Sure, that would be fine."
As the two of them sat stiffly on the sofa, Luke silently cursed the sudden awkwardness that had taken over the room. Where was the honest emotion they'd been feeling before?
"Mara-" he tried to start as he turned to face her. But it ended in a startled squeak when she suddenly leaned over, grabbed his face, and kissed him hard. It was over quickly, and she sat back, grinning at him, although Luke noted that she looked a little flushed herself.
Meanwhile, he could barely think straight all of a sudden. His pulse was pounding, his palms were sweaty, and his breath was coming in pants that he couldn't seem to get under control.
"Thought we could just get that out of the way, Skywalker," Mara said.
"I'm not sure that I want to just 'get it out of the way', Mara. I think we might need to explore that a little further," Luke said, amazed that he was able to get that whole sentence out, the way his head was spinning.
They stared silently at one another for a long moment, the tension in the room mounting steadily, until it nearly became a tangible presence. In an instant, they crashed together – Luke wasn't sure if he moved forward or if she did, or maybe they met in the middle – and they were kissing deeply.
Luke had intended to just talk with her, truly he had, but it was as though everything had reached a boiling point. Their emotions, their desires, the intense longing; all of it just bubbled up and exploded into frenzied passion. Hands scrabbled to remove clothing, discarding it carelessly around the room, as they both eagerly caressed naked flesh.
Mara fell to her back on the sofa with a growl, pulling Luke with her. He went willingly, thrilling at all the wonderful places their naked bodies were connecting. He flexed his hips, just a little, enough to rub his hardness against the hidden nub between her thighs. Mara gasped and arched her back, conveniently putting her beautiful breasts easily within reach of his mouth.
He leaned down and kissed one taut nipple, before drawing it into his mouth and sucking gently. Mara cried out and brought her hands to the back of his head, pressing him closer in a wordless demand for more. Intoxicated with her taste and scent, Luke wanted more as well. He traced a trail down her quivering stomach with his lips, delighting in the tiny moans and gasps he was eliciting with his touch.
When he reached the tangle of red curls between her legs, Luke breathed in, inhaling the essence of her. He glanced up at Mara's face, enthralled at how she was only barely clinging to her control as she anticipated what he wanted to do. Luke wanted to see her lose that control and he wanted to be the one to make it happen. With a mischievous smirk, he softly kissed her there, before flicking his tongue sharply against that little nub of pleasure. He was rewarded with a howl from Mara like he'd never heard from her before.
Her hips thrust up against his mouth, as her hands clutched at his hair. Luke went to work in earnest then, determined to see her melting with ecstasy before he was done. Fingers, lips, tongue…Luke used every trick he'd ever learned from Han and his pilot buddies and his own experiences to make her scream.
It was a good thing the apartments they lived in were completely soundproof as Mara was absolutely hollering at the top of her lungs. She cried out his name, encouragement to keep going, threats if he should stop, and a few calls to various deities he hadn't even known she believed in.
Luke was fascinated to note that, at the moment of her climax, Mara breathed in a sharp breath and froze completely still, save for the slight shivering echoing across her body. He hummed in satisfaction as he felt the pulses thrumming through her, and tasted the warm juices that trickled into his mouth.
Mara collapsed into a boneless heap, tiny panting gasps escaping her as she floated down from her orgasm. Luke was so hard he feared he would burst before he moved a muscle. Reaching down one hand to tightly squeeze the base of his erection to stave off his own climax, he moved up Mara's limp body, kissing her mouth gently. She sighed in delight as she returned the caress.
"Mara, gotta be in you…please, let me…" he whispered, needing her so badly.
"Yes, yes, Luke…need you there…" she whispered in return.
He shifted over her, raising up a little so that he could guide himself inside. She was so slick and hot and wet that he slid in with no resistance at all. Luke couldn't help but groan as his eyelids fluttered closed. He knew he wasn't going to last very long, so he tried to hold still for as long as he could, so he could completely savor this moment. Then Mara clenched around him and he gasped, his eyes flying back open. She was smiling up at him blissfully, and she wrapped her arms around him and whispered into his ear.
"Come for me, Luke."
Her husky words seemed to go straight to his cock and Luke began to move, pulling out halfway before surging forward to fill her again. Barely a dozen strokes and Luke could feel it, could sense it coming on swiftly. "Oh, kriff…Mara!"
Her nails raked down the length of his back, and as Luke arched in surprised bliss, Mara took the opportunity to nip at his collarbone, scraping her teeth across it in a move that was certain to leave a mark. That was all it took, and Luke groaned as his orgasm washed over him, pulsing waves that grew stronger briefly as he emptied himself into her.
When it finally tapered off, Luke resisted the urge to just collapse on Mara, instead lowering himself gently back on top of her. He nuzzled his nose into her neck, sighing in contentment at the soft buzzing of pleasure that still tingled over his body. Mara wrapped her arms around him, turning her head so that she could kiss his forehead.
Momentarily fighting against the delicious lassitude that was enveloping him, Luke raised his head so that he could look into his lover's eyes.
"That was…amazing," he said.
Mara grinned back at him. "I couldn't agree more, Skywalker."
A tiny frown creased his brow at her continued use of his surname. He was hoping that it was more habit than her trying to tell him something. "Don't you think you could call me Luke after what just happened between us?"
"Well, that depends," she said.
Luke thought his heart might have just stopped. Surely, she wasn't going to say this was a mistake. Force, he could not go back to the lonely existence he'd been suffering through before…not after he'd known the utter delight to be found in her arms.
"I told you before that I've never been great at talking about feelings, but I do feel something for you. Something that I've never felt before. I'm not familiar enough with love to know if that's what it is or not, but I think this might be what love feels like," Mara said quietly. "Whether or not I call you Luke depends on if you feel the same," she said, her voice dropping to an uncharacteristic hesitant whisper.
Luke's heart started beating again. In fact, it was pounding so fast, he half-wondered if she could hear it. "Mara, I've been in love with you for years. If you'll have me, I swear I'll never let you go," he declared.
"That's good to hear," Mara said and she reached her arms up to loop them around his neck, pulling him down so that she could kiss him. It took several minutes before they paused long enough for her to say, "Because I don't ever intend to let you go."
He grinned ecstatically as he leaned down to kiss her again. She stopped him with one finger to his lips.
"Just one thing."
He looked at her quizzically, wondering what in the stars she could still be worried about.
"No more shrooms for you…ever!"
Luke stared at her in shock for a second before the both of them started laughing helplessly. Secretly, Luke thought he might start a garden with nothing but shrooms.
After all, they'd gotten him the woman of his dreams.