By The Sea

FettsGal

Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual encounter m/f and language - sexual descriptive.
Disclaimer: People and places discovered by George Lucas and Lucasfilm belong to them.  The story and concept does not, and no profit is being made..
Summary: Maul has an encounter on a beach.
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She watched his slow, steady approach with interest. He drew her attention away from her work and held her riveted as he stripped off his tunic and cast it aside. She slipped behind a sand dune to observe him without being noticed. The sea was rough today. He could NOT be thinking of going into the surf! He would drown in minutes! Despite his obviously strong constitution of body and confident attitude. Yet he continued to slowly remove his boots and pants. He wore only a protective leather cup over his loins.

She licked her lips at the sight of him. Exotic and primal. The red and black pattern that adorned his face and accentuated his horns was beautiful. His skin was smooth and tattooed in various places as well. But mostly it was smooth ebony. She closed her eyes and imagined running her hands over that skin. When she opened them - he was gone.

She forgot she wanted to remain hidden. She stepped into the open, the sea breeze blowing her auburn hair, slicking it with mist. Her long dress flowed, whipping around her legs. Her eyes scanned the shoreline and out into the water. There he was! His head poked out from a white-cap momentarily before disappearing. She ran forward. Calling in desperation."Please...There is a storm coming. You will drown!" He emerged from the water, swimming forward until he was waist-deep. He stared at her a moment, eyes blazing gold then he threw his head back and laughed, his voice drowned by the roar of the ocean. Her eyes caught a movement behind him. Oh Gods! A sea serpent!

She stood frozen, unable even to warn him while he drank in her fear and devoured it. Then he flipped backwards over the head of the beast and both disappeared under the water. He resurfaced riding on the creature's back a moment, he seemed to be whispering to it, then he jumped off and the serpent dove and disappeared. He approached her, now in water only up to his knees. He held out his hand and called to her to join him. She shook her head. Protesting and speaking of the strong undertow and darkening sky. But his manner was so sure and his body so inviting, her arguments died in her throat.

She waded out to him and he moved back just enough to keep his strong, saving grasp out of reach. The sea sends angry waves for her and she is sucked under. She is drowning; she tries to scream and chokes as water fills her mouth. Then on the brink of consciousness, she feels strong arms wrap around her. Moments later, she is on the beach, his warm, silken lips cover hers as she breathes welcome air from his lungs. He sits back and she coughs a while then looks at him.

 He smiles and his lips cover hers again with different purpose now. His tongue meets hers as he kisses her deeply. It seems like eternity but then she found herself still clutching for him as he let her go. She looked at him. His skin gleaming from it's coating of seawater. She laughed and he eyed her quizzically. Reaching up she plucked a piece of seaweed from a horn and showed it to him. A slow smile spread over his lips. 

His eyes sparkled with amusement and lust. She cast the vegetation away as his hand reached up and stroked her cheek. Then his other hand reached for the other cheek. He pulled her face to his and kissed her again...showered her with scalding kisses and his fingers left her skin and toyed with her wet hair. She shivered not from the cold but from aching need. It took no effort for him to rip her wet dress in two and discard the scraps with a growl.Holding her so very close, he pushed her down, and gracefully positioned himself on top of her. His head moved lower so he could taste her breasts. One, then the other, teasing the nipples. His horns brushed against her throat and she moaned. Then moved forward, looked deeply in her eyes and entered her with a soft grunt, just as it began to rain..She lost herself willingly in his desire. Allowing him to command her senses with his powerful thrusts and silken voice. He coaxed her to her pleasure. At times, insisting she call out his name before he would release her mind and body. Orgasm after orgasm assaulted her senses and she cried out until she was hoarse. He placed a finger on her lips. "Shhhh" he said, stroking her hair. His pace changed. Deeper, longer strokes. More intense. Her nails raked down his back and she felt herself lose all sense of reason.

Electricity filled the air as a great wind swept over them. She was not sure if the howl she heard was that wind or this beast's own cry as he filled her with his seed. His lips covered hers for one final kiss, and she fell asleep. She woke up moments later alone and sat up. She was cold, her teeth were chattering. She climbed to her feet. That's when she noticed she was wrapped in his black tunic. He... however... was gone.

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