An Interesting Situation (Completed)

“Damn,” Hayden whistled between his teeth.

Natalie rolled over on the floor, clothed in one of his t-shirts, the one he’d been wearing a half hour earlier, stretched her bare legs and looked up. Hayden was perched on the desk chair, bare from the waist down. Natalie’s eyes roved over the honed muscles appreciatively, her toes curling at the sight.

“What?”

“I found another one.”

“ANOTHER one?” Natalie gasped. “For crying out loud, how many are there? Every time you find one we end up horizontal! You’re wearing me out!”

Hayden turned, his eyes wandering over her contented form. “Excuse me? I’m not always the one doing the wearing out, missy. AND, if I may point out, we are NOT always horizontal, either.”

“Ooh, you may point that out all you want, ” Natalie grinned at him causing him to chuckle and shake his head.

Hayden went back to reading. A few minutes later he dropped his head down on the desk and groaned. Natalie sat up, eyes straining to see the screen. “What?”

“Well, it’s not about us,” he confirmed, his voice muffled in his arms.

“Then who’s it about?”

“Anakin and Padme,” he answered, lifting his head and laughing. “But it might as well be us. It’s called ‘Succumb’ and I, as Anakin, just about raped you on the floor of the Lars’ garage.”

Natalie rolled onto her knees, eyes brimming with mirth. “You devil, you!” She laughed. “As if I’d resist!”

“That’s the whole point,” Hayden laughed teasingly back. “You DIDN’T resist! They know you pretty well, don’t they?”

For the next hour the two of them read the story, Natalie finding a cozy place to sit on his lap. She could feel him harden under her and wasted no time slapping his hand and ordering, “Down, boy!” The further into the story, the quieter they got.

“Wow, another good one,” Natalie murmured, shivering. “You sure were dark in that one.”

“Anakin was,” Hayden pointed out. “I’m not dark at all. I’m a wimp.”

“Oh, you have a dark streak,” she countered, her cheeks burning. “I’ve not only seen it, I’ve felt it.”

Hayden grinned comparing Anakin’s control of Padme with his of Natalie. “Yes, I guess you have.”

“Let’s keep looking. There’s going to be one from Anakin’s point of view, too,” Natalie leaned over the keyboard to search for more.

Hayden’s hands flattened and slid up over the t-shirt, stopping to rub over her breasts, sending flickering signals to her core…again. “Hayden,” she moaned, leaning her head back against his neck, his cheek next to hers, “stop it. You’re turning me into an addict.”

She felt his smile as he kissed her cheek and released her breasts from the torture. “All right,” he conceded, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder so he could see the screen, “but I don’t mind making you addictive to me.”

“Smarty Pants,” she accused, twining her lower legs around his to keep her balance.

Minutes passed and both called, “Bingo!” together as the follow-up story, ‘The End’ popped up. They quieted again as they read the story.

“Anakin should’ve choked Benor right when Padme tried that stupid stunt,” Hayden growled over Natalie’s shoulder.

“No, he shouldn’t,” Natalie disagreed, trying to concentrate. “Padme is trying to do what’s best.”

Hayden snorted. “Oh, please! Give me a break!”

“You are such a man,” Natalie retorted, sighing with disgust.

“Thank you,” he accepted graciously, causing her to laugh and shake her head.

By the time they were finished reading, both were exhausted from the emotion of it all. Natalie leaned back and breathed deeply, her body hot. “Wow.”

“You know what I think?” Hayden mused, staring at the screen.

“What?”

“I think we should get us a name and join the group and write our own story,” he offered, his eyes faraway at the thought.

“You have got to be kidding!” Natalie exclaimed, turning on his lap to look into his eyes.

“No, really, think about it,” he suggested, grinning at the idea. “No one would know it was us and we could see how everyone else reacts to it!” Natalie wrinkled her nose at him. “No one will know it’s us!”

Natalie thought about it and looked back at the screen. “What kind of idea for a story should we use? And whom should it be about? Us? Or Anakin and Padme?”

“I vote for us, but if you feel better being disguised as Anakin and Padme I can deal with it.”

So, they joined the group and introduced themselves as simply ‘Jedi’.

“Ok,” Natalie shrugged, “now I think we need some inspiration for a story.”

“Oh, really?” Hayden drawled, cocking an eyebrow at her.

“Really,” Natalie rubbed her nose against his, “and I have just the idea to inspire us.” With that she looked across the room to the object on the counter.

Hayden’s eyes grew enormous, his mouth gaping open like a fish, and then grinned, mad with male delight. “Why, you dirty, little girl!”