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You Can't Control Destiny (Completed)	By : pensfan100 Category: Casts RPF > Star Wars (all) > Star Wars (all) Views: 12132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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The static charge in the air sizzled a second before lightning struck. Somewhere out in the darkness it singed into a tree branch collapsing it to the ground with an ominous crash. It paled in comparison to the blaze igniting the couple on the bed. Just the brushing of their lips slowly back and forth arced electricity from one to the other sending exquisite shudders between them. Full, soft lips began to caress Hayden’s and his arms slid around Natalie’s back pressing her closer to him. Rational thought left him. He was a slave to the sensations her kisses were zinging through his aroused body. He didn’t want to think. He wanted to feel everything she was giving him. Sensory overload. Wow.

One hand slid up her back, under the curtain of her hair to cup her nape and hold her head still. Natalie obeyed the silent command but continued to press juicy, wet kisses against his lips. Little by little their mouths opened and whose tongue touched whose first was anyone’s guess, but once they did Hayden slanted his mouth over hers and took control. With languid, tasting sweeps, his tongue slid into her mouth gliding against hers over and over and over. Bursts of desire shot a ready wetness between her legs and her fingers tunneled into his hair to hold him closer. Unable to help herself her hips ground down onto his in a steamy, steady rhythm.

Hayden ripped his mouth from hers. “Natalie,” he groaned into her neck and lightly bit down on the smooth flesh to stop his noise. A secret smile curved her lips as she arched her neck with a sigh, remembering the last time he had bitten her. She ground her hips into his again, running her fingers through his hair. His head tilted back and she grabbed his bottom lip between her teeth and tugged. He tensed against her. Blue eyes flew open to search brown ones as her fingers found the hem of his t-shirt. Unsure of his reaction she leaned in and lazily licked his lips. She pulled back and he grinned wickedly at her, his eyes looking up at her through thick lashes. As his arms rose she pulled the shirt over his head.

The last time it had been too dark, but in the candlelight she could see his eyes, his smile, his smooth, hard chest. Tongue caught between her teeth in fierce concentration she followed the trails she made memorizing the sight and feel of him. Along his pectoral muscles and over his shoulder her hands glided in slow sweeps.

Quietly Hayden sat hardly daring to breathe. Lowering his eyes he watched her hands move in exploration. They moved up towards his shoulders and as his eyes followed he caught sight of the four tiny satin ribbons that held the bodice of her gown closed. His lean, nimble fingers reached up and touched the ribbons one by one. Her quick intake of breath raised his eyes to hers as his fingers found the first bow. A moment of uncertainty crossed Natalie’s features and he hesitated while she struggled with a tiny fear. Moments stretched and neither moved their eyes locked on each other. Under his fingers her heart beat like the wings of a trapped bird. A tiny smile touched his mouth. His eyes still on hers he slowly tugged. Flecks of topaz glittered in answer as the bow came undone. One by one each bow was untied at an excruciatingly slow pace, Hayden’s eyes never leaving hers. When the last bow parted Natalie bit her lip anxiously. Gently he leaned in holding her gaze until they were so close their eyes closed. He kissed her, pulled back, searched her eyes, then leaned in and kissed her again, his tongue teasing her lips apart. As the kiss deepened and lengthened Hayden’s fingers curled around the thin straps of the nightgown and slid them down her arms. Under the seduction of his kiss Natalie allowed him to free her arms from them.

Hayden slowly pulled away until he could see her beautiful eyes. They widened fearfully and she crossed her arms over her chest. Though she tried to be nonchalant about it, Hayden felt her uncertainty and stilled.

“Natalie, what’s the matter?” He asked his voice hushed but deep.

Natalie swallowed, lowered her eyes a moment then looked up. An uncomfortable, apologetic smile briefly touched her mouth. “It…it’s never mattered before,” she whispered one shoulder lifting.

“What’s never mattered?” His brows drew together.

“There’s nothing there,” she bit her lip.

“Where?” He asked, confused, continuing to watch her revealing eyes.

“There.” Her eyes fell to her crossed arms. Hayden’s gaze followed hers then looked back up. Puzzled he shook his head. Natalie’s eyes skittered away from his. When he said nothing they skittered back and she waited. Seconds ticked by. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his mouth parted in astonishment.

“Are you trying to tell me your breasts aren’t huge?” His voice rose, amazed.

“No,” she bit her lip in agitation again. “I’m not trying to tell you they’re not huge. I’m trying to tell you they’re…uh…they’re rather…” her head bent down as embarrassment flooded her face, “small.”

If it wasn’t for the rumble of thunder and the rain pelting against the windows Natalie could swear she was in a vacuum. Hayden neither moved nor spoke and hurt tears stung her eyes.

Hayden sat shocked. Self-assured Natalie was worried he would be disappointed in her breast size? Since when did she care about that? She always laughed whenever they padded some of her costumes. Why would she be worried now?

Because you just pulled her nightgown down, you dope! He answered himself. She’s worried YOU will care! Tenderness filled his heart and with one finger he tilted her chin.

“Natalie, look at me,” a smile warmed his voice.

“No.”

“Nat,” he sighed, “I want you to look at me so you’ll know what I’m telling you is true.” Shyly, her eyes lifted. “I don’t care if your breasts aren’t the size of Pamela Anderson’s. I don’t care if they aren’t like Britney Spears! Those women could never carry on the thought provoking conversations you do. They can’t laugh over my stupid jokes like you can. They don’t have that slightly crooked bottom tooth or that giggle or that cute behind that belongs to you.” Natalie’s mouth fell open and he chuckled. “And haven’t I said before that you have the most beautiful brown eyes I’ve ever seen?” Dumbfounded she nodded. “Their eyes could never come close to the beauty in yours. So why are you worried about something so trivial as your chest size?” He rolled his eyes. “If I really cared about that you’d have every right to belt me in the mouth, but I care about all of you, not parts of you.”

With every word Natalie melted into goo. He spoke so earnestly she knew he meant every sweet word. A radiant smile filled her eyes and he answered with one of his own. His hands cupped her arms and his smile faded. He pulled slowly giving her time to comply. Tentatively she relaxed and let him draw her arms away.

Hayden’s blue eyes lowered and studied her in the glow of the candles. The nightgown bunched around her hips; he took in the slight flare of them and the slender curve of her waist. But as his eyes rested on her breasts a smile lit his face and he felt her completely relax in relief. Tiny, yes, but perfectly formed and firm. The dusky nipples were large in the upturned breasts and he saw the nipples tighten and pucker under his gaze. In wonder he lifted his hands and cupped them under her breasts. “See? A perfect fit.”

A perfect fit. The words slammed into Natalie’s mind as she watched his hands. The words she had called to her mind two weeks earlier swirled around. Mesmerized, she continued to watch, marveling at how sexy his long fingers looked curved around her. With a strangled breath she watched the thumbs rotate lightly over her nipples. The tactile exploration wrenched her head back, a sharp breath hissing between her teeth. Carnal need shot through her and she whimpered. Eyes intent, Hayden watched his thumbs caress her again…and again. Helplessly her hips gyrated against his groin. A triumphant groan escaped his lips.

“You are so sensitive there to my touch,” he breathed in wonder. One hand tangled into her hair and pulled causing her to arch her back, leveling her breasts to his mouth. Slowly his tongue circled an aureole. An ‘oh!’ gasped from her. His tongue laved over the nipple and her body bucked against his. A knowing, blind smile passed down from his earliest ancestors crossed his lips a moment before he drew her into his mouth and suckled.

Everything in her crunched down hard and her hands scrabbled for his shoulders. A strong hand fell to her hips and held her firmly against him as she rocked in time to his rhythmic suckling. Teasingly he released it and slid over to its twin, tonguing the nipple with long, wet strokes. When she didn’t expect it he suckled her and everything crunched inside again, her loins igniting with a seeking fire.

Natalie’s back arched so far Hayden was afraid it would snap and he released her nipple to her immense disappointment. Her disapproving whine brought a devilish smile to his face and he kissed her once in penance. Easing her off his lap he tugged on the nightgown. It pooled at her feet and he wrapped his arms around her hauling her closer. He rested his face against her neck and she nuzzled his head breathing in the clean freshly washed scent of his hair. For a long time they stayed like that savoring the closeness. The storm continued to rage outside but neither noticed. They were too wrapped up in one another.

When his arms loosened Natalie stepped back and smiled into his eyes. Hayden raised his eyebrows up and down once and gave a naughty smirk. His hands slid over her bottom and back up to the waistband of her bikini underwear.

“It’s coming off,” he announced, his voice dropping into a sexy register.

“I know,” her voice dropped into one of her own. His stomach lurched at the sound.

His fingers hooked around the waistband and drew them down her thighs where they fell to the floor. Unable to resist, his blue eyes followed and he groaned in appreciation at the sight of her slender legs and the dark triangle protecting her sex. She really is perfect, he thought.

Grabbing her hand he scooted onto the bed and pulled her with him as he propped himself against the headboard. Confused, she followed but asked, “What about the rest of your clothes?”

Insistent hands turned her and settled her in between his legs and against his chest. “Pretty Eyes, if I take these off now it’s all over. Trust me.”

Pretty Eyes. She shivered at the nickname. It made her feel sexy and beautiful and special. Her hips squirmed as she situated herself. “Uh, Nat, you’re torturing me,” she heard the grimace in Hayden’s voice.

“Sorry.”

“No you’re not,” he accused, chuckling. Natalie giggled but quieted as one hand came under her arm and crossed to the opposite side urging her head back against his shoulder. The other hand rested on her abdomen, dangerous in its stillness. His chest lifted and dropped with his breathing and she could feel his heartbeat against her back. Anticipation thickened in her veins, her concentration on the hand resting on her skin.

“Hayden…”

“Shh,” he soothed against her ear, sending delicious shivers though her. “Just relax and let me touch you.”

“But…”

“I want to touch you,” he whispered in her ear. Natalie surrendered willingly and rubbed her temple against his cheek. In answer, he kissed her temple then settled his chin beside it so he could watch his hand.

Leisurely his palm glided over her skin, his eyes following its wandering. One by one his fingers smoothed over each rib and under her breast before massaging circles over her stomach and around her hipbone. His hand repeated the journey. Eventually the hand that clasped her shoulder began its own massage from her shoulder to her neck. Little by little her limbs relaxed in languorous delight, her mind reveling in his ministrations. Never had anyone taken the time to touch her like this and here he was touching her as if he couldn’t resist.

The tiny contented sigh rising into her throat sucked back down as a couple fingers brushed over a nerve in the crease where her leg met her pelvis. The relaxing massage changed in tenor becoming slow, sensual caresses. Hayden’s hands slid around to her shoulders, down her arms and up. In tandem they traveled up and down her sides and under her breasts. Impatience transmitted itself to him in the restless movement of her head. His palms rotated over her nipples and she jerked, a surprise moan escaping her lips.

“Hhaayyddeenn,” Natalie groaned, her breasts pressing into his palms. Hardly able to believe what he was doing, Hayden watched his thumb and forefinger roll the nipples then pinch them lightly. Natalie’s hips rolled in response and a wave of male pride surged through him at his ability to cause this reaction in her.

“Do you like that?” he whispered in a thick slur.

“Unnnhhh…yes,” she answered twisting against him.

“More?” he rolled them between his finger and thumb again. She sighed in the positive and he smiled and kissed her shoulder. “Are you wet?”

“Oh, yes!”

“I want to know how to touch you,” Hayden lay her hand on her stomach and placed his over hers. “Show me how.”

Natalie’s body burst into flames at the yearning in his voice and unable to deny him anything her hand moved downward carrying his. Hayden’s eyes followed the journey and hers opened and followed too. Together their hands descended, her legs shifting apart as their fingers reached their destination. She was so wet her finger lubricated immediately and slid over her clitoris. A gasp escaped her as the tight bundle of nerve endings sent a message to her brain. Gently, she curled her fingers around his index finger and guided it to the spot craving to be touched. In amazement she watched her hips surge again as his finger slicked over the button.

She felt his chest expand sharply but couldn’t tear her eyes away from what his finger was doing. “There?” His voice trembled as he stroked where she directed.

“Mm-hmm,” she sighed. Over and over his finger slid creating magic.

“You are so wet! I did this to you? How does that feel?” Hayden whispered, his eyes intent on what he was doing. A flush touched her skin and in awe he watched it spread over her body.

“Like I’m going to explode,” she gasped, her head falling back as her eyes closed to concentrate on the sensations he was causing. “A little faster.”

Words ceased. Following her sighs and moans he stroked her, her fingers digging into his wrist. Her head thrashed against his shoulder and her hips pushed up reaching for something. His finger increased its pace and she whimpered and thrashed more. Out of instinct his other hand reached up and his fingers rotated her nipple.

A roaring thundered in her ears as her body rushed for completion and moved against his hand restlessly. Without any warning her body tightened and convulsed into spasms. Natalie cried out in surprise and rode the waves to the shore. She collapsed against him in surrender secure in his arms.

Hayden held her against him astonished at what he’d so boldly accomplished. This was certainly a first for him! He blinked and buried his face in her hair as she lay exhausted against him. Turning sideways she wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Why?” Natalie asked when she could find her voice.

Hayden sat in silence a moment, fingers playing through her hair. “Because I wanted to,” he simply explained. “I needed to,” he added.

Natalie pushed herself up, searching his eyes. “You needed to?

Hayden nodded solemnly. “I needed to know how to please you and not hurt you.”

Tenderness swelled Natalie’s heart, her fingers touching his cheek. “You didn’t hurt me then,” she promised, “and you certainly didn’t hurt me just now, either.” He looked at her in doubt. “You may be a Jedi,” a smile tilted her lips, “but I’m tougher than I look.”

Hayden smiled back at her teasing and shrugged. “I just wanted to know how to touch you, that’s all.” In wonder she stared into his eyes. “What?”

“No one’s ever wanted to before,” she answered in a small voice.

“Well,” he looked away feeling awkward, “I wanted to.”

Hayden’s eyes darted back to her and he jumped when the sensation of a hand clasped his penis under his sweats and glided from its root to its head. Natalie’s head was bent studying the shaft curiously. She knelt between his legs gauging its reactions to her touches. Hayden bit down on his tongue. Hard.

“Take these off. I’ve never really looked at one before,” she giggled at him impishly. “Or felt one.” He complied and when the sweatpants were gone her fingers ran over his sex examining it with strokes and squeezes, fondling his scrotum with the same inquiring touch. “Your penis is warm,” she commented aloud. “And velvety. Hmm. And very hard.”

“I don’t believe we are having this conversation,” Hayden croaked as his member throbbed in her hand from her intense investigation.

A small smile curved her lovely mouth. “I didn’t believe a lot of things a couple weeks ago,” she murmured quietly.

“Natalie, stop,” Hayden begged. Her hand began a steady rhythm and his hand grabbed hers halting her progress. “Don’t.”

“Don’t you like it?” Natalie asked trying to sound innocent, her large eyes wide.

“I…don’t want,” he wet his dry lips. “…not like this.”

“What do you want, Hayden?” Natalie’s face stopped inches from his. Her lips caressed his tempting him to respond. The succulent sound of their lips parting almost unmanned him. Natalie drew back and waited.

“I want to be inside you, Natalie,” he whispered, his hand cupping her cheek.

Natalie marveled at how she had once been afraid of this. Now with his eyes burning into hers in fierce desire she embraced it. She lay beside him on the bed watching and waiting. He slid down and propped himself on his elbow, a finger tracing her lips. Unexpectedly she opened her mouth and took his finger in. Her tongue ran over the digit and she sucked on it. Passion flared in his eyes and she released his finger, linking her hands behind his neck. She drew him down and just before their eyes closed whispered, “I want that, too.”

A growl slipped out of Hayden before his mouth devoured hers. He was already painfully aroused but her last words shot him higher. The kiss consumed them, their tongues fighting for dominance. Natalie nipped his lip, slid her mouth across his cheek and bit hard on his neck. Hayden grunted and shivered, moving between her legs. It was going to happen again. Natalie moved against him in a voluptuous dance, exciting him into mindlessness. His mouth descended to her breasts suckling the nipples into tight, distended points. Natalie cried out caught between pleasure and pain and yanked his hair. His body charged up over her as she wrapped her legs around him.

“I can’t wait any longer!” Hayden gasped, his eyes colliding with hers.

Natalie’s arms stole around him. His shaft slid home with such force she thought she’d split in two. Through slitted eyes she saw his squeeze shut as he pounded into her. She found his rhythm and gave herself over to him. It was his pleasure she sought, not hers, but she got caught in the flood of sensation and was swept under.

Hayden felt his climax mounting quickly and tried to slow down but Natalie’s muscles kept squeezing his shaft every time he withdrew. She was hot and slick, and so very tight he thought his head would explode. He pumped furiously into her and heard her beg him not to stop. Her voice collided with his hazy memories and carried him along. Her fingernails dug into his back and he knew the dam was breaking. Forcing his eyes open he met hers and slammed into her. His name ripped from her lips in a grunt as she spasmed around him. As she threw her head into the pillow he knew there was no choice for him. Her walls were milking him with quick contractions and he let go. His head snapped back and he exploded into her with such force he saw stars. In that moment Natalie seemed to be wrapped around his spirit and he flew, taking her with him. Time stopped, they soared and nothing else mattered in that dimension. Nothing mattered but them. It went on and on. If he was going to die then so be it. His heart hammering against hers, Hayden convulsed one last time and collapsed in Natalie’s arms, his body wracked in violent shudders.
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