"I'm conflicted. I know these are just...dreams..probably even delusions."
Who: Rowanne and Satele. Also featuring Lord Vader the Toaster What: Dream talk, sex, and random displays of the Force When: Last night Where: Rowanne's house Status: Complete Rating: R
Satele swung by Rowanne's house, as a sort of surprise. Her dreams of late had been somewhat distressing, and she wanted to see her friend. With benefits. She hoped she was home.
Rowanne had just finished cleaning up after work and had tucked her hair back in a band, and ran for the door when she heard someone coming. And then, Oh good, Satele. "Hey." she said, grinning.
"Hey." Satele leaned in, kissing her. After a long moment she pulled back, "I ah...well.." She trailed off, "Hello."
Rowanne returned the kiss as she waved her in, "You...what?" she wondered, grinning.
"I didn't think much further than this. I finished grading some finals and I just wanted to see you."
"It's good to see you then." Rowanne grinned at her. "Grading madness hits, huh? I bet that's intense."
"Oh, you have no idea." Satele came in, and looked around Rowanne's house. This was her first time inside.
The place was cute, if tiny, and relatively clean, although it also looked like a lot of things hadn't been touched for a while. "I should give you the tour." Rowanne told her, gesturing grandly.
It was adorable. Satele smiled nervously. Rowanne always made her chest flutter. "I would love that."
Rowanne smiled and led her around, pointing out the kitchen, with the point of pride being a large coffee machine and one of those Darth Vader toasters, no really, and introducing her to the lizard who hung out there in its little tank and pretty much...did lizardy things.
The lizard was the highlight of the tour. Satele thought it was cute, even if all it did was lizardy things! She felt a little..odd. She clearly had much more money than Rowanne. She wondered how that made the other woman feel, "Can I see the toaster in action?"
"Definitely." Rowanne led the way, grinnng and popped in some bread, and a few minutes later, Vader's face! "Bread of evil! breakfast of champions." She cackled a little. Well the thing there was, she hadn't really thought about the money angle herself. It made the dating thing a bit awkward, sure, but...
"That is very nice!" Satele clapped her hands. Then she got eye shifty. Because while she hadn't seen Darth Vader in her dreams, she'd seen someone pretty damned bad in his own right. Not wanting to alienate the woman who she was...well..what were they? Whatever they were, Satele wasn't going to bring up jedi dreams. She picked up the toast, "May I?"
"Please do." Rowanne nodded. "It's for Alderaan or something." she added.
Satele smiled a little bit, getting some butter from the fridge and buttering it. She took a bite, winking at Rowanne, "Tastes like the dark side." That little heart flutter again. She should break up with her. But they weren't a thing. Were they?
Were they? Rowanne wasn't sure herself. She knew they were friends and then other things sometimes happened but...other than that...Hard to call it.
"Would you like to go out? Or stay in." The Jedi put her hand on Rowanne's arm. She hadn't even thought about it. She'd just come over. They needed to talk but she was reluctant to.
"Either is good." Rowanne nodded to the fridge. "I might even have something still edible in there." she joked.
"You really should clean that out, sweetie." The British woman walked up behind Rowanne and rested her hands on her shoulders. She brushed hair out of the way and kissed the back of her neck, "I've been..having odd dreams lately. A lot of time they happen while I'm still awake."
"Probably." Rowanne agreed, "While you're awake? That's...different. I mean the network talked about some dreams but..."
"I had one when..." She kissed Rowanne's neck again, "When I showed you my sword-staff. It was like I was in an actual duel."
"You did seem very far away." Rowanne slipped an arm around her easily. "I'd believe that, based on the moves. They were different. Like not from here, different."
"Different?" Facing Rowanne now, Satele had a hard time looking away from her eyes, "I hope this doesn't mean I've gone nutters."
"Not different as in special." Rowanne assured her. "More different as in...otherworldly, maybe?"
"Otherworldly." Satele pulled away, "They all seem otherworldly. I have this...force..flowing through me."
"Force?" Rowanne wondered for a second there if the toaster might be causing this. But that seemed...stupid somehow, so she didn't ask.
"Yes." She closed her eyes, that familiar serene expression crossing her face once more.
That expression did look, well, sort of budhist zen in a way? Or something like it...Jedi even.
"I feel sometimes, like I shouldn't pursue anything with you." Satele opened her eyes, allowing worry to etch across her face, "Especially after I wake up."
"That sounds a lot..." Rowanne frowned a little as she pieced that with the rest of it. "Well, like an actual jedi." She confessed, glancng at Lord Vader, like this was somehow his fault.
"Would it be crazy if I said the weapon in my visions is a saber staff of some sort?"
"Not with the rest of this." Rowanne admitted. "Before, sure. "
Satele also glanced at Lord Vader, rather than look Rowanne in the eye, "I'm conflicted. I know these are just...dreams..probably even delusions."
"Well, if they're delusions, they're pretty mass delusions." Rowanne said, "I mean...the network. Half the people posting lately say that something has gone on. "
Satele actually snapped, "How many of them are Grand Master of the Jedi Council?" Breathe. Exhale. Calm. Serene, "I'm sorry. You don't deserve that."
"...All right so there isn't one of those running around." Rowanne admitted. "Apparently there's someone who knows Batman though. And well. The weird...vikingy thngs the one guy posts about. I admit it all seems to be too good to be true or real. But something's behind it anyway."
Viking would almost be better. At least that was an aspect that Satele understood, "I am becoming very attached to you. That is another conflict I am fighting."
"Because of this, or because it isn't, well, typical for you?" Rowanne asked her. "I mean...I'm still trying to figure this out."
"A little of both, I think? Like this was always something that I had difficulty with." Satele leaned against the kitchen table, "I don't want to let dreams dictate if I'm going to date someone. If that's what we're doing."
"I don't think that's a good plan either." Rowanne nodded. "We should do this on our own."
"Do you want this? Me? What if I try to push you away?"
"I do." Rowanne told her, and she had been thinking about it a lot. "If you do, well, I'm not sure yet."
Satele got up, and walked back to Rowanne. She hugged her, resting her face on her shoulder, "You know, I just..came over without thinking. Because I wanted to hear your voice and see your face."
Rowanne smiled at her with that, and well, it felt good to have anyone saying that to her. "I'm glad." She told the other woman. "To see you I mean. And that you...well..." Little smile.
Satele started to turn red, but she slid her hands down until they cupped Rowanne's butt, "I'm terrible with words, why don't I just show you?"
"Sounds pretty good to me." Rowanne smirked at her.
"I'll still take you to dinner. But...." But first... Satele backed towards the kitchen table, taking Rowanne with her, courtesy of hands-on-buttocks and a sudden, very searing kiss.
That was...wow. Rowanne didn't think she'd HAD that sort of kiss before, and wrapped her arms around Satele eagerly.
Satele sat on the table, still kissing feverishly.
Rowanne leaned into Satele, her hands sliding up and underneath the other woman's shirt while the kiss went on. That felt natural somehow.
Wrapping her legs around Rowanne's waist, Satele tugged her as close as possible. She made the most adorable moan when Rowanne's hands slipped into her shirt!
That was too cute. Rowanne fought the urge to giggle at how cute it was, and instead focused on lightly stroking Satele's breasts, her hands moving in slow circles.
This never got old. Satele started working her hands into Rowanne's shirt, moving her lips to the woman's neck, then biting lightly. There was a clenching in her chest.
Rowanne shivered at the bite. THAT was newer and...she really liked it. Was that weird? Like, Twilight style weird? Eh, screw it, it felt amazing. Her hands tightened a little as she got an actual hold on Satele when that happened.
Satele wasn't going for blood, so much as shivering, so it wasn't weird at all. She inhaled sharply, a warm, fuzzy feeling joining the heat that was spreading through her. The jedi moaned Rowanne's name, and moved her head to resume the kiss.
Was that fuzzy feeling sort of like the blurred one that Rowanne was getting? Where she was sort of dizzy and outside herself because of how fast things were moving and the growing tingling throughout here? Cause...yeah. She shuddered a bit, a lot, as she moved back in to reclaim those lips.
This felt different than their first time. Better somehow. Satele started tugging at Rowanne's clothing, and sometimes it wasn't even her hands pulling or tugging at buttons and things. Her head swam.
It did, maybe because now they had the feel of each other or something? ...how were some of those coming off again? Rowanne was a little too dazed to really wonder, and too busy with her actual hands.
At some point Satele had created a ...well okay a bra was on top of the fridge, their shirts were over by Lord Vader and their pants were under the table.
It felt like whereever Rowanne touched her, heat followed.
That was kind of amazing how that just...happened. It worked though. It really worked in fact! And? Same feeling.
Satele? Nudged one of Rowanne's hands south.
Well, hey then. As long as Rowanne knew it was time for that, she wouldn't hesitate to move right in and try a few techniques. And there were a few for later on she'd heard about from some of the guys down at the station that probably worked better with smaller hands.
Oh my.
That was new. So was that. Had Rowanne been studying?! The sound Satele made at those new techniques went from adorable to downright sexy. She wondered what else Rowanne had learned. And she'd have to return the favor. Once she stopped digging her nails into her lover's backside, anyway.
Well, people talked, and Rowanne hadn't given away details but she'd kind of, you know, asked about things to do and...Oh good! Seemed to be working! Oh Rowanne had a whole lot to show her, if she figured out some of the weirder ones first. But right now? that felt awesome.
"Row...row...aaah.." Row row row your boat There was a sudden burst of energy and force between them, sending both women flying!
Rowanne hit the wall with a crash and sort of ...stared for a moment, totally stunned.
Satele had flown into the sink, and was stuck in it, bare legs dangling out, dazed.
Rowanne blinked hard. And..her girlfriend was stuck in the sink. She should probably go help with that. "What just happened?" She wondered, slowly getting up.
Running her hand through her hair, Satele just shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not sure..
Running her hand through her hair, Satele just shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not sure..I think I just..I think that was the force."
"Whoa..." Rowanne said as she went to help her out of there. "That was..." She almost couldn't believe that was going on. Well, she wouldn't believe it if it hadn't HAPPENED.
Satele leaned on Rowanne. She was embarrassed, still turned on, and confused. It was an odd combination, "That isn't possible.."
"It shouldn't be, no." Rowanne agreed, frowning. "That...doesn't make sense."
"Whatever it was, I don't..feel it anymore."
"Well...that's probably a good thing, considering what else I want to show you. " Rowanne smirked at her.
Satele's face turned red again, "Oh..?"
"Mmhmm." Rowanne leaned over to whisper a few things into her ear. "if you're interested of course. But just to be sure, let's go somewhere safer..."
"Oh..my..." Satele grabbed Rowanne's hand and started tugging her towards the bedroom.
And the poor lizard was probbably going to be scandalized! Or learn a lot. Either way!