This is a Star Wars fan fiction with both erotica and non erotic elements. I'm mainly making it as an expression of my thoughts on this universe and the relationships between characters. Please enjoy and tell me your thoughts.
On the mystical world of Tannalor, on a comfortable bed made up with silk bed sheets, a Jedi Knight rose from his slumber. Cal Kestis had been enjoying his early retirement from fighting the Empire and was living in luxury on one of the only worlds that existed outside their grasp. Merrin, his beloved, was sleeping soundly next to him.
"You'd better get up, night sister." He told her in a soft soothing voice. "The Queen of Tannalor needs to be ready to address her subjects."
"I am not the queen." Merrin replied groggily, "I'm the high priestess."
"Oh I'm sorry," Cal continued, pouty and playful. "Does the high priestess want her husband to hold her?"
"Yes." She whimpered, and with that Cal picked her up, and laid her body on top of his. Her head laid on his chest and she felt the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat. His left hand situated on her lower back and his right, brushed through her hair, gently comforting her as she gradually awoke. "You know what day it is, right?"
"No." Cal wasn't aware of any special occasion.
"It's our anniversary Cal." Merrin said, annoyed but still playful. "Don't tell me you forgot about that."
"Ummm." Cal had indeed forgotten about that. But he assumed it would be fine. He had given Merrin many presents over the years, she had certainly never complained before."Yeah I don't know what to get you."
"Shame," She replied, "I know exactly what to get for you."
"And what would that be?"
"Concubines." Merrin said, she now positioned her head to look at him directly in his eyes. "A harem of beautiful women. All for the King to enjoy. I'd still be your wife of course." She said, placing a small delicate hand on his cheek. "And you'd still be my husband. We would just have a few more girls to play with. Only girls though. There is only one man in this galaxy worthy of my affections."
Cal felt pretty shocked by this, but ultimately, he wasn't surprised. When he picked up Merrin from Dathomir and made her part of his crew, she always expressed her desire to explore the galaxy. At the same time she explored her own sexual desires. To put it bluntly, Merrin was an absolute freak. She enjoyed all kinds of kinky activities, with all kinds of exotic partners. Part of him was proud of the fact that she chose to be with him out of an entire galaxy of options. But another part was insecure. Did she actually love him? Or was he just convenient for her? His thoughts began to race at the thought of an open relationship. His dark side felt emboldened and passionate. If he could have one woman, why shouldn't he have two, or ten, or a hundred. His force enhanced stamina meant he could probably find a way to keep up. His light side, on the other hand, was far more worried. Where were these girls coming from? What circumstances would make them desperate enough to join a harem? Was this going to affect his relationship with Merrin? Whatever his mind was thinking, his body had already betrayed him. His dick began to get hard, and with its position near Merrins belly button, she began to notice
"I see you've pulled out your lightsaber." She told him with a cute, playful voice. "After all these years, the force is still quite strong with you master Jedi."
"Want to find out how strong?" Before she was even able to answer Cal had flipped her over and had begun to pound her dripping wet snatch. Merrin was moaning with excitement as his strong hands massaged her breasts, thumbs playing with her nipples, as they made love together.
Merrin was exactly where she wanted to be. Ever since she first met Cal all those years ago he made an impression on her. At first she hated him, that bastard Malicos had told her all about the tyranny of the Jedi and their lightsabers. But even then he was alluring. His skill in combat against the numerous night brothers made him a breeder worthy of the high matriarchs. But that wasn't all. Cal was unlike any man she'd ever known. He was compassionate, very wise, and responsible. Even as she wanted to kill him, he only wanted to help her. He even let her hold his weapon as a sign of trust. It takes real courage to show that kind of vulnerability. By the time he agreed to take her with him to other parts of the galaxy, she had become absolutely smitten. She was nonetheless frustrated by him though. He had spent five years ignoring her affections, and even after they were married he kept a part of himself closed off. Even now, as they made love, he had erected barriers within his mind. Despite everything, she held out hope that he would come around and open himself up fully.
As the couple were enjoying themselves, their protocol droid, E2-7B loudly announced his presence.
"Excuse me, your highness." This shocked the couple who rushed to cover themselves up. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"You definitely are." Cal replied, clearly irritated. "But go ahead anyway."
"You have a visitor." The droid continued, "someone important."
"Is it one of those pirates again?" Cal asked. "I already said I'm not interested in their life insurance scheme."
"No sir."
"Is it Fett? He still owes me money. Or a Gundark head, I'll accept either one."
"No, it's a Togruta woman, claiming to represent the Rebel Alliance, she goes by the name Fulcrum. She said you'd know what it means."
"No fucking way." Cal began to smile broadly. "Let her in, immediately. And get some food and drinks prepared." As the droid walked off Cal turned to his wife. "Put some nice clothes on Merrin, we have a guest."
Cal and Merrin sat together at their dining room table with Luke, Ahsoka and Kata. Cal was wearing an ornamental suit, custom tailored by specialists from the Hapes cluster. Merrin on the other hand was wearing a very tight, very low cut dress in order to show herself off. As they were eating, Cal noticed that she was giving Ahsoka that look she gives to people she wants to sleep with. He tried to ignore it and focus on the food in front of him.
They were eating steaks made from bantha meat, blue noodles, and some maeloorons. Corellian Brandy was the drink of choice for the group. After swallowing a piece of steak, Cal began to address Kata about her behavior on Koboh.
"So let's make sure we're all on the same page. We get visitors to our sanctuary for the first time in months, so naturally, you go down to Koboh to greet them as usual."
"Yeah." Kata replied meekly.
"And through your own deductive reasoning, and your force powered intuition, you discover that our guests are traveling Jedi Knights."
"Yup."
"And instead of greeting them like the friends they obviously would be, you decided to challenge them to a duel. Am I correct so far?"
