Fan Fiction ❯ Conference Room Rendezvous ❯ Christening the Clawcraft ( Chapter 2 )

Star Wars: Christening The Clawcraft

By Tramp.

Starring Jaina Solo and Jagged Fel.

Notes: Rated NC-17 for graphic sex. If you are under age, do not read.

Summary: Chapter two to Conference Room Rendezvous and inspired by Crysta Noveli's The Christening and In Flight Maneuvers. Immediately after the events in Rebel Stand, Jaina and Jag are being assigned to different squadrons with different missions so she decides to give him a special send off to remember her by until they can see each other again.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to George Lucas and Lucasfilm Licensing. I am not making any money off of this.

Jaina lay in bed tossing and turning, wearing only a pair of panties and the covers wrapped around her ankles, her long brown hair in a loose nimbus around her head. Her hand slid over to the other side of the bed where Jagged Fel had been spending the last couple of nights after the Errant Venture had left Borleias and found it empty.

"Jag?" She wondered groggily, "Oh, yeah, he said he was going to get his ship prepped for the morning." Jaina stretched and reached for her Jedi tunic, slipping it on and tying it around her waist securely, the garment barely covering her panty-clad ass, before padding out of her quarters barefoot and heading for the predominantly deserted hanger bay. She found her boyfriend's clawcraft sitting in a deserted corner of the hanger with its top hatch open and laughed to herself as she heard Jag's curse from inside the cockpit. Slowly, she made her way over to his ship, and quietly climbed the ladder to the top hatch before leaning over at the waist and peering down into it, seeing Jag wearing a pair of work pants, his boots and nothing else, his bare torso glistening with sweat as he worked on adjusting one of the components on the ship's control consol.

"Nice view," Jaina said with an amused smirk on her face.

Jag looked up to find Jaina admiring him, and grinned in return as he caught a glimpse of her breasts through the opening of her tunic. "Same here," he said as he eyed the soft flesh peering out from the garment.

Jaina looked down to where his attention was focused before blushing and closing her tunic up quickly. "Behave yourself Colonel," she said in mock indignation.

"Why," he replied, " it's nothing I haven't seen before."

"True," Jaina responded, her cheeks reddening further as she remembered that first night they made love in the old conference room back on Borleias, and Corran Horn catching them in the act. "Do you need any help down there?"

"Sure, come on in. I won't bite, much."

Jaina slid into the cockpit and seated herself into the pilot's couch between Jag's legs, her ass pressing teasingly up against his crotch. " Now what would you like me to do?"

"Ummm," Jag muttered as he peered over Jaina's shoulder and found himself staring once again down her top and at her beautiful tits, his cock hardening in his pants as Jaina's ass continued to rub against it.

"Is there a problem?" Jaina asked in mock innocence as she shifted back into the seat again, feeling his erection pressing against her rear and making itself known to her.

"N-no, no problem." He stuttered as he felt Jaina grind her ass teasingly against his arousal time and time again.

"Uh-huh," Jaina said as she reached back and stroked his cock through his pants, "then what's this? Is that a hydrospanner in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Turning in the seat until she was straddling him, Jaina wrapped her arms around his neck before kissing him passionately. "You know, I heard Aunt Mara and Mirax chatting a while back, comparing notes as it were."

"Oh yeah, what were they comparing?"

" Not much, just their experiences with their husbands in starships," Jaina crooned as she began rubbing her panty-clad mound against Jag's hardening cock, her own crotch already wettening.

"And what type of experiences would that be?" Jag groaned as he ran his hands up and down Jaina's naked thighs.

"What do you think?" Jaina said as she placed another kiss on his lips.

"Yeah, well their ships also happen to be fairly large you know." Jag protested half-heartedly as his hands continued their upward journey and finally resting on Jaina' ass.

" Not the X-Wings."

Jag's hands stopped as he did a double take. "X-Wings?" he asked in disbelief. "Are you trying to tell me that Corran and Mirax Horn, and your aunt and uncle, have each…"

"Christened an X-Wing?" Jaina finished, "Yep, they sure did," Jaina grinned lustily as she nibbled on his ear. "In fact, from what Aunt Mara was saying, she and Uncle Luke were in Hyperspace at the time."

"And you want to try it in here?" Jag asked as he resumed massaging Jaina's thighs and ass.

"I don't see why not," she whispered as she ground her cunt against Jag's erection again, "There's quite a bit more room in here than in an X-Wing you know."

"True," Jag responded, "very true."

At this, their mouths came together in another passionate kiss as Jag's hands slid into Jaina's panties and cupped her bare ass, pulling her tight to his crotch and grinding his erection against her sensitive clit causing her to moan into his mouth. Pulling gently away, Jaina stood up before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her damp underwear, and slid them tantalizingly down her legs before stepping out of them and kneeling in front of her lover. She slid her hands up his thighs to his belt and undid it before undoing the front clasp and zipper and pulling his pants and underwear down his legs, exposing his hardened cock to her sight. Gently, she wrapped her small hands around his erection, stroking it up and down before leaning forward and taking the whole thing into her mouth and sucking on it hard.

"Oooohhh, that feels good," Jag moaned as he ran his fingers through Jaina's loose tresses and guiding her as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. "Give it to me! That's it, give it to me!" Jaina released his cock to run her tongue round the head and kiss up and down his shaft, before taking him into her mouth once again as she cupped his balls in one hand while she slid the other between her legs and began stroking her clit. Knowing that he wouldn't last much longer if she kept this up, Jag gently pulled Jaina's head from his lap. "N-no more, I want to be inside of you when I cum.

Jaina stood up, kissing her way up to his mouth as Jag ran his hands up her thighs to her ass. One hand slid around her front and between her legs, before running his fingers along the soft folds of her sex, finding her very wet, and causing her to moan with desire.

"Mmmmm, That feels sooo good," Jaina moaned as Jag slipped two fingers into her wet vagina before leaning forward and flicking his tongue across her clit and then capturing the sensitive bud between his lips. "Oh, yeah, more, more, lick me more!" she cried as his tongue worked its magic. She leaned back against the control consol and spread her legs further apart as Jag's tongue darted between the folds of her cunt to stab into her vagina a few times before returning to her clit. "Oh Sith!!! I could cum just from this!!!" Jag grabbed Jaina's ass as she began rubbing her pussy all over his face, her back arching as she finally reached her first orgasm and releasing her love-nectar into his mouth. "I'm cumming!!! I'M CUMMING!!! Ah, ah, ah, ah, JAAAAAG!!!

As Jag pulled back, Jaina pushed herself up from the consol and placed one knee on either side of him as she hovered over his engorged manhood and, reaching between them, took it into her hand as she lowered herself slowly until the head was just barely touching her wet opening while Jag's hands rested gently on her hips. " Ooohh, Jag, I want your cock in me," she moaned, "Fuck me." With that, Jaina lowered herself fully onto his cock, taking him within her inch by inch, his cock penetrating her pussy lips and going deep into her vagina. When their hips finally met, Jaina sat there, enjoying the feeling of having Jag's prick inside her once again while Jag enjoyed the feeling of his cock being gently squeezed by her vaginal walls. Jaina then lifted herself up until just the head was still inside before dropping down and taking him in to the hilt once again.

The two lovers soon began to build up a gentle fucking rhythm, Jaina tightening her vaginal muscles as she raised herself up, and loosening them as she lowered herself back down, repeating the process over and over as the lovers' moans intensified. Jag slid his hands around to Jaina's front, cupping her tits in his hands and massaging them while pinching her nipples through her tunic, causing them to harden. Jaina leaned forward, kissing him as she bounced up and down in his lap as Jag began undoing the ties holding her tunic closed. As soon as the last tie was undone, Jag opened the tunic and slid his hands up Jaina's torso to her exposed breasts, cupping them gently and taking a nipple between his lips as he pinched the other between his thumb and forefinger. Jaina arched her back, offering more of her chest to his ministrations as he switched breasts, licking between them as he went from one to the other. She began bouncing up and down harder and harder, faster and faster, her hands sliding down her body and back to her own ass, squeezing the cheeks and spreading them apart as she continued to ride him.

"Ah, Ah, fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me!" Jaina moaned over and over. "Ohh, YES! Fuck ME!!!"

"Oooohhh Jaina, Your pussy feels soooo tight and wet!" Jag groaned as he thrust his hips upward, driving his cock deeper and deeper into Jaina's sopping cunt. "It's sooo good! Ah, ah, ooohh Jaina, you're wide open for me. Ride my cock!"

"Oh Yes! Yes! Fuck me!!!" Jaina screamed as another orgasm ripped through her before she collapsed on his chest.

Jag rolled them over so that Jaina was now beneath him in the pilot's couch, and, placing his arms behind her knees, opened her up wide before driving his cock hard and fast in and out of her pulsating pussy.

AAAHH!! Ahh!!" Jaina screamed as she squeezed her tits together and pulled at her nipples, " Faster! Harder! Fuck me Harder!! Ooooohhh, I need it soooo BAD!!! FUCK ME!!!" Jaina slid one hand down to where they were joined and began rubbing her clit with her middle finger as Jag pounded her pussy to a squishy pulp.

"Oooohhh, Jaina! I'm gonna cum soon!" Jag grunted between thrusts.

"Me too! ME TOO!!" Jaina cried, " Cum, cum! Oh, please cum in me!!!!"

Jaina's cries soon turned into screams of pure pleasure as she grew closer and closer to her last, most intense orgasm, Jag driving his cock deeper and deeper into her and grinding his pelvis against her clit with each down stroke.

"Ah! Ah! I'm cumming! I'm CUMMING!!!" Jaina screamed as her back arched off the couch." Fuck me Jag! Fuck me!! FUCK ME HAAARRDDD!!!! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, JAAAAAAG!!!!! Jaina's climax ripped through her body, her vaginal walls pulsing and squeezing around Jag's cock as he thrust into her a few more times before burying himself in to the hilt and releasing what seemed like a gallon of cum into her waiting womb.

"JAAAIIINNNAAAA!!!!" Jag cried as he emptied his load deep inside of Jaina's cunt before collapsing on top of her, exhausted, his head resting between her breasts.

They stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity before Jag gathered the strength to lift his upper torso off of his much smaller lover, his cock remaining buried deep inside her, and leaned forward, capturing her lips in another tongue-battling kiss.

"So, how was that?" He asked mischievously as their lips parted.

"That was wonderful," she responded, " how about yourself? Was it as fun for you as it was for me?"

" Oh yeah, very worth it." Jag slowly and reluctantly pulled out of his lover before spooning in next to her on the too small couch. "You know," Jag said with a twinkle in his eye as he kissed Jaina tenderly, " we should probably get dressed before some one finds us in another compromising position."

"Don't remind me," Jaina shuddered, "especially Uncle Luke or Aunt Mara."

The two lovers slowly got dressed again before Jag helped Jaina out of the clawcraft's cockpit. As they set foot upon the hanger floor, Jag's eyes twinkled once more as he kissed her on the lips before leading her back to her quarters.

"So," Jaina said as they walked hand in hand out of the hanger bay, "how did you like christening your clawcraft?"

"Let's put it this way, Jaina" he responded, "I can't wait until I can see you again. Maybe next time we can christen your X-Wing."

So, what do you think of chapter two of my Jaina and Jag tales. Please read and review.