Chapter 27: Twin Suns
Ben grunted against the unrelenting Tatooine heat as he blocked a diagonal slash from Temiri. The former Supreme Leader and his 14-year-old Padawan apprentice dueled back and forth along the grainy and rough sands. Leaning against a vaporator, Finn Nescius watched the proceedings with a critical eye.
"Keep your feet firmly planted, Temiri!" he called.
Temiri shifted his stance, holding his ground against Ben's incoming barrage. "Yes, Master."
Gliding out of the Lars homestead, Rey Solo smiled with tender affection at the sight, caressing her slight baby bump. She was only about ten weeks along with her and Ben's first child - a girl - and already she was anticipating motherhood with breathless delight. Hearing a sound in the entryway behind her, she turned, her eyes bugging out with concern.
"Emmy, no..." she admonished. "Don't over-exert yourself..."
"I'm fine, Jedi girl," Emmary growled without any bite, huffing and puffing as she too climbed the sanded steps onto flat desert ground, her own belly out to her feet. She was hugely pregnant, with the due date only a handful of weeks away. Rey thought she looked amazing. The ex-Knight of Ren glowed.
"Triplets!" Rey rested a hand on Emmary's swelling belly. "Now you have to tell me how he is in bed! What's his secret?"
"How about we don't do that?" Seeing his wife, Finn beamed in absolute awe and sauntered over to her. Thick arms encircling her waist, he kissed her thoroughly, letting his hands take liberties as they felt up her beautiful arse.
"Hi," he rumbled.
Emmary beamed. "Hey yourself."
"How are they?" His hands ghosted over the beautifully rounded curves of her stomach.
"Owen, Cassian and Rose are just fine." Feeling a flurry of kicks, Emmary smiled. "They love hearing their Daddy."
Finn nuzzled his nose into her hair. "You're so beautiful..." His voice was on fire.
Pushing back against his chest, Emmary peered up into his face and smirked, amused. "You really can't stop touching me, can you?"
"Never," her husband hissed, capturing her lips again. "I know I couldn't make it back to our place cross the Jundland Wastes. I just want to drag you back into the hut and have my way with you..."
Emmary cocked an eyebrow. "Oh, do you now? Well, how about this, Trooper Boy?" And draping her arms lazily about his neck, she began fervently whispering into his ear, her grin positively wicked. With every subsequent word she hissed, Finn's face grew more and more red. His wife finally released him, and with an even deeper smirk, sauntered back into the Solos' hut, swishing her hips seductively as she waddled. Finn gazed after her with a goofy grin on his face.
Rey sidled up to her best friend with a knowing smirk. "So, what did she say?"
"Bitch, I ain't telling you," Finn quipped. She barked out a laugh, shaking her head as she watched him practically sprint into her hut. Ben wandered up, stealing an arm around his wife.
"Don't worry, love. I believe she said, and I quote: 'I'm going to bounce up and down on you while dangling my tits in your face. And then I'm going to suck your cock until you cum deep in my mouth because I absolutely adore having black dick. And then you're going to fuck me so our babies know how much Daddy pleases Mommy.' Unquote."
Rey winced. "Charming."
"I think the word you're looking for is kinky," Ben gave her a saucy wink before pulling her into him for a kiss.
"Ew, guys! Stop! You're gross!" Temiri called.
"Back to Form III with you, my young apprentice," Ben tossed over his shoulder.
Laughing, Rey rested her head on her husband's chest as they gazed out at the twin suns of Tatooine beginning their descent from the skies. She had her family here with her, as they began to reintroduce the Jedi Order - a balanced one - to the galaxy. She was in the arms of the man she loved and was carrying his baby. As she gazed out at the beautiful sunsets, Rey Solo knew she would never be alone or sad again.