A Galaxy of Magic (Ch. 20)

( Every character in this story is a legal adult over the age of 18 )

A Galaxy of Magic

Chapter 20

The mountain air was thin and cold, and Harry’s lungs ached every time he took a breath. Most people wouldn’t know that Alderaan’s peaks housed an entire rebel shipyard, and Harry and his friends were counting on that to keep them safe from the large contingent of Imperial troopers on the planet. 

The battered YT-1300 sat inside the hangar’s bay with half its magically reinforced plating peeled away. Its belly was opened up, and it was bleeding a strange blue coolant onto the duracrete floor. The hangar itself was little more than a hollowed-out cavern, lined in cold, wet stone. The darkness was broken only by the sparking of power tools and the portable floodlamps the workers had bolted to the ceiling.

Maris, dressed in a pair of greasy coveralls she’d “borrowed” from one of the mechanics, crouched under the access panel and yelled over the noise of plasma cutters. “If I have to fix one more fried plasma coil, I’m going to set the next one on fire myself!” She slid out, and her fingers were smudged black. She looked at Harry and raised an eyebrow. “Harry, where’s your wizardy magic when I need it?”

Harry chuckled and bent over the pile of ruined circuitry she’d dragged out of the sublight engine. He waved his hand and said, “Reparo.” The coil vibrated and knit itself whole. Wires soldered together seamlessly, and the grease and soot that were coating them magically washed away. He handed it back, making sure his body hid what was going on from the mechanics in the corner.

She held the coil and wire harness up and inspected it more closely. She even gave it a quick sniff to check for any sign of fried electrical components. Maris obviously liked what she saw and smiled happily. “You’re a lifesaver, Harry.”

Aayla was arguing with the foreman, a Tholothian who towered over her by at least a head and a half. He gestured in a way that told Harry that he was quite annoyed. He chuckled and shook his head. Aayla could certainly be tough to handle when she got going. 

“I don’t need it new,” Aayla insisted, her blue lekku twitching. “Just anything with a functional hyperdrive actuator is fine. I’ll refit it myself.” The Tholothian shrugged, rolled his eyes, and led her to the back, where stacks of dead engines were piled haphazardly. Harry loved watching her be assertive. 

Shaak Ti was up on the roof with a portable welder, fixing a damaged sensor antenna that had been broken during their latest battle. She handled the welder with an artist’s precision. Sparks flew as the air crackled around her, lighting up her blood red skin. She worked with a silent concentration that even the roar of power tools couldn’t break.

Harry set down his tools and stretched, feeling the bones in his spine pop. He had been hunched over for hours, and his body was starting to feel it. Maris flopped down beside him, eyes still searching for a reason to cause trouble.

“I know what you’re thinking,” he said. “And the answer is no, I am not going to sneak off with you for a bit of naughty fun behind the scrap heap.”

She pouted cutely. “Everyone deserves a break.”

“Well, Shaak Ti might break something if she catches us slacking off again. She wants to leave as soon as possible,” Harry said with a soft laugh. Harry looked at the ship, the mountains beyond, and the city below. “Maris, how do you think we’re supposed to find the missing Jedi? It’s not like they’re all registered on a galaxy-wide directory.”

Maris shrugged, rolling the coil between her hands. “Ask Shaak. She’s the one with the top-secret connections. I wasn’t even a full Jedi.”

He nodded, wiping his hands on his thighs, and climbed up the ramp to where Shaak Ti was examining the antenna. She pulled off the welding mask and looked at him with a soft smile.

“What’s on your mind, Harry?” she asked him. 

He squatted beside her, a few inches higher thanks to the hull’s curve. “The Queen can only do so much. Even if she can help us out, we don’t have a clue where to start. How do Jedi find each other?”

She ran a finger along the seam she’d just patched. “Traditionally, the Force guides us, but with so many Jedi in hiding, it’s more complicated now. Most will keep their presence small in an attempt to lay low. There are ways to sense them, but it’s not easy … even for us.”

He tried to imagine a galaxy with only a handful of people like them, all living in hiding, desperate and afraid. Harry then remembered that he didn’t have to imagine it. He had lived it back on Earth. “What’s the plan, then?”

Shaak Ti raised her head and stared off into the distance, as though she were deep in thought. “We meditate. We let the Force show us what needs to be done. It isn’t always precise, but it’s all we have.”

Harry laughed, but not unkindly. “So we’re flying blind and hoping the universe gives us a hint.” Again, he had done that very same thing back on Earth.

She smiled, and he felt the tension leak from his shoulders. “That’s how most things in life work, Harry.”

Maris hollered up from below. “Aayla says she needs help moving the actuator! She found one but says it’s heavier than a dead bantha!”

Shaak Ti smiled. “I’ll go,” she said and effortlessly slid off the hull. 

Harry followed, pausing only to run his palm along the ship’s battered side. Their ship had taken a serious beating, but it still held together and valiantly fought back. He couldn’t help but feel proud of it.

He found Aayla struggling with a rusted chunk of hyperdrive componentry in the back of the hangar. The Tholothian watched, impressed, as she and Shaak Ti lifted the entire assembly by hand, their legs and shoulders tensed, and sweat beading on their sexy blue and red skin.

Aayla grunted, “We could use some help here!” None of them were keen on using their powers around the shipyard staff. Harry and Maris moved to opposite ends, and together they dragged it to the workbench. Once they set it down, everyone let out a groan of relief.

The Tholothian mumbled, “It will never fit your model.” 

Aayla smirked in response. “You underestimate my stubbornness.”

Maris rolled her eyes and slapped the casing. “This is going to be so ugly when it’s installed.”

Shaak Ti smiled and said, “Function over form, Maris.”

Harry quietly asked Aayla her opinion about finding the Jedi. Aayla took a breath, then faced them all. “We’re not going to try to track down any Jedi until we’re far away from here. The Empire’s probably scanning every possible comm frequency. The Queen’s network can only protect us for so long. Once we’re in open space, we can try … whatever it is we’re going to try.”

Harry nodded, glancing at the others for agreement. Shaak Ti ran a hand over her lekku, then said, “Agreed.”

Maris threw up a thumbs-up and said, “I just want to leave this system. The sooner, the better. Being around so many troopers is making me uneasy.”

Harry took a moment, looking at his three companions. They were safe, relatively happy, and comfortable … at least when they were together in the tent. At the moment, he wasn’t so comfortable. The air was freezing in the mountain hangar, and his hands were raw and his knuckles bleeding from banging them against torn metal. Still, the women smiled and joked, and he couldn’t deny that he was happier than he had been in a long time. 

“Let’s finish the patch job,” he said. “I want to be in orbit by sunrise.” The girls smiled and nodded.

A Galaxy of Magic

Late next morning, the ship stood repaired and loaded in the secret hangar. The ship wouldn’t be winning any beauty contests, Harry thought, but it was fast and could take a punch. That’s all they needed for the time being. 

The main hangar doors rumbled open with a loud hiss, exposing the morning frost and the long drop to the valley below. Aayla sat in the pilot’s chair while Shaak ran some last-minute scans. “Let’s go before we press our luck,” she said.

Harry stood behind her, and Maris lurked behind Shaak Ti, looking over her shoulder. The ship groaned, slowly rose, and sliced its way through the thin mountain air.

On the comm, a familiar Alderaanian voice buzzed. “Good luck. May the wind guide you.”

Aayla smiled and pushed the throttle forward. “We’re going to need all the luck we can get.” She angled the ship into the clouds, and Harry watched the world disappear behind a veil of white.

The climb out was a bit violent as the ship shuddered through severe mountain turbulence. As they broke through the atmosphere, Maris whooped. “We made it! No Imperials in sight.”

Shaak Ti ran her fingers over the instrument panel, making minute adjustments. “Plot the jump, Maris. We want to be out of the Core before they even know we’re gone.”

Maris’s fingers moved so fast they blurred. “Got it. We take the Daragon Trail all the way to Korriban, and then straight to Wild Space.”

Aayla pulled the lever, and the stars snapped into starlines. The ship groaned in protest before easing into the silent blue glow of hyperspace. They all just sat for a minute, saying nothing. Both Aayla and Shaak were running diagnostics. The engines healthily hummed, and Harry watched Aayla’s breathing slow as the tension left her body.

“Nice flying,” he said, caressing her lekku. She gave him a sexy sidelong look and smirked. Harry shook his head and chuckled. 

A subtle vibration ran through the ship. “She’ll hold together,” Shaak Ti confidently said. “We should rest. We have a few days before we reach our destination.”

One thing the girls absolutely insisted on installing was software that would let them monitor everything from a datapad. It would allow them to monitor the engines and sensors from the comfort of the tent. Of course, it wouldn’t be a smart idea to fall asleep and leave the ship unguarded, but at least they wouldn’t have to spend half the day sitting in the cockpit. 

Harry nodded, stretching his arms overhead. “Are you girls hungry?” he asked. 

Maris’s eyes brightened. “Only if you’re cooking. I’m sick of nutrient bars.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll whip up something tasty,” he told her, stood, and beckoned to the others.

They followed him to the tent, eager to get comfortable after such a long and grueling couple of days. Inside, the space was warm and smelled pleasantly of cooking food. Harry had spent some of last night prepping a real dinner. There was a slow-cooked stew and loaves of bread he’d baked himself. Now he just needed to pop some sliced potatoes into the oven, and they’d be set. 

The girls immediately went into the bedroom and returned soon after wearing loose, button-up shirts and tiny shorts. He couldn’t help but stare at their smooth, sexy legs and shapely bottoms. 

They ate faster than they normally would. None of them realized just how hungry they actually were. They didn’t talk about much, since they were too busy eating. It was only when Harry offered them strawberries with whipped cream that they began talking about things like the repairs they still wanted to do.

When Maris spilled whipped cream down her chest, she slowly ran her tongue over her upper lip while shooting Harry a smoldering look. “Can you please lick that off?” she asked, opening up her shirt and revealing her naked breasts. There was a white line of cream down the middle of her cleavage. 

He grinned and eagerly leaned in. He dragged his tongue between her breasts and licked off the whipped cream. Harry didn’t stop there. He placed soft kisses up and down the inside of her perky breasts. She giggled and arched her back, inviting more, but Shaak Ti clucked her tongue.

“Save it for after the bath, you two.”

Aayla rolled her eyes, but her gaze lingered on Harry’s lips. What she wanted was plain for everyone to see. After dinner, they retreated to the bathroom. Harry activated the large water spouts, and hot, soapy water quickly filled the pond-sized bathtub. Shaak Ti undressed, and her red skin practically gleamed in the steam. She stepped into the tub and moaned with pleasure. Maris followed, shimmying out of her shorts and dropping them to the floor. Aayla stripped with deliberate slowness, intent on giving Harry a sexy show. 

Harry was naked quicker than a flash. His cock was as hard as it had ever been, and he certainly didn’t shy away when they brazenly stared at it. Shaak Ti beckoned him with her finger. “Join us.”

Harry slid into the steaming tub, the heat enveloping his sore muscles and instantly soothing every ache in his body. The three women closed in around him, their bodies slippery and soft with soap. Their eyes glinted with anticipation.

Aayla was the first to reach him, her wet, soapy, blue skin glistening in the light. She straddled his lap for a moment, facing him, and ran her hands over his chest, tracing the curve of his pecs. Her lekku twitched with approval as she pressed her mouth to his. Their tongues met, and Aayla moaned in approval. She reluctantly pulled away and nodded to Maris.

Maris wasted no time. She prowled forward, her soapy body filled with excitement. She climbed onto his lap, facing away so that her back pressed into his chest. She reached between her legs and positioned his cock, then sat down in a single fluid motion that made Harry jerk with pleasure and surprise. She was so hot and slick that he nearly lost control right then. Maris hissed in pleasure, and her nails dug into his thighs as she began to ride him hard, every bounce of her hips making ripples through the water. Her ashen skin was flushed pink, and she tipped her head back against his shoulder, exposing the elegant curve of her neck.

Shaak Ti joined them, gliding through the water with confidence. Her breasts floated just above the surface of the water, suds dripping off her hard nipples. She circled around to Harry’s side and began to massage his shoulders. Her expert fingers dug deep into his muscle and coaxed shudders of pleasure from him. She leaned close and whispered naughty things into his ear.

Aayla perched on the edge of the pool and spread her thighs wide. Her hand slipped between them, and her fingers worked her clit while she watched Maris bounce on Harry’s cock. Her eyes were bright with desire as she rubbed herself harder, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. She watched every bounce and every flutter of Maris’s eyes, and her own pleasure increased along with the others.

The pace in the water grew frantic. Maris’s ass smacked down onto Harry’s lap again and again, sending small tidal waves across the bath. Harry gripped her hips, holding her steady as he thrust up to meet her, his cock plunging deep into her tight, clenching pussy. Shaak Ti’s hands never relented. She kneaded and stroked his body, occasionally slipping lower to cup his balls or tease at the place where he and Maris were joined.

Maris arched her back, and her head lolled against his shoulder as she screamed his name. She shook as her orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy milked him so hard it stole his breath. Harry felt himself teeter on the edge before exploding inside her. His balls tightened, and he released inside her, flooding her pussy with his hot, sticky seed. Maris ground down and clenched her silky walls, squeezing every last drop from him. She then collapsed back, her body spent and trembling in his arms. Harry breathed heavily as he soaped her naked tits. Maris mewled cutely and squeezed his cock even tighter. 

For a quick moment, everything was still except for their panting and the slow swirl of water around them. Aayla then slid into the pool, waded up to Harry, and draped herself over his chest, her legs tangling with Maris’s as she hugged them both. Shaak Ti settled in behind Harry, her hands massaging his scalp and planting soft, wet kisses along his neck.

Aayla pulled Harry up to sit on the tub’s edge. She knelt between his legs, slid her lekku around his thighs, and licked his cock clean, pausing only to look up at him with naughty eyes. She took his entire length into her mouth, deep-throating it until her nose pressed against his groin, and she didn’t stop until he was fully hard again. Her own hand was between her legs, and the slap of her palm against her soaked pussy was as loud as the sound of her sucking.

Shaak Ti and Maris flanked him, kissing and licking his neck and chest while giggling naughtily. Aayla pulled back at last and let his cock slip from her full lips. “Bed,” she said. “All of us.”

They didn’t bother with towels. They walked naked and dripping to the bedroom. As soon as they entered, Harry waved his hand and dried them all off. Aayla spread herself on the bed, arms outstretched. Maris sprawled at her side, and Shaak Ti curled up like a contented cat.

Harry lay with his head in Aayla’s lap. He could smell how aroused she was. She stroked his hair lovingly. “We should meditate,” she suddenly said.

Maris groaned. “Now? You want us to meditate when we could spend the entire night with Harry between our legs instead?”

Shaak Ti was already straightening, her face serious. “Aayla’s right. We need a direction. If we’re going to find anyone, we have to try … and it’s better to do so before we get too wrapped up chasing our own pleasure.”

Harry nodded, rolling onto his back. “Do what you have to do, and I’ll sit here quietly.”

The three women sat cross-legged on the bed. Shaak Ti’s posture was perfect, Maris’s was slouched, and Aayla’s was serene. Harry sat behind them and waited silently. They meditated for half an hour, and nothing happened. At last, Maris opened her eyes and groaned. “I just got some vague feelings that I couldn’t understand.”

Aayla was more patient, but when she opened her eyes, Harry could see the frustration in them. “Perhaps we’re too distracted,” she said. “Maybe it’s from all the stress, or maybe …” She looked at Harry, then at the others, and something clicked in her face.

“Wait. Remember how you two found me? You said my presence in the Force was shining like a beacon. When I first met Harry, I meditated and felt all the pain and betrayal of the purge in the Force. I’m pretty sure Harry was touching me at the time, and you likely found me because I was sleeping with Harry. I was definitely touching him then as well. Being physically close to him makes my powers feel stronger, but maybe physically touching him amplifies it even more.” She gave him a loaded look.

Shaak Ti’s eyes narrowed with interest. “You think Harry could … boost us?”

Aayla reached behind herself and pulled Harry’s arms around her waist. “Let’s try. Touch me. All of me. Don’t hold back.”

He certainly wasn’t going to turn down such an invitation. He let his hands roam her body. His fingers stroked her smooth, blue thighs. She trembled and leaned into his chest, and her breath caught as he caressed her belly, then slid his hands up to her breasts. He squeezed and gently kneaded them. He then squeezed harder as she arched her back and thrust her tits into his palms.

She began to hum a wordless sound, her hips rolling in time to his touch. The air changed, and a static, crackling presence filled the tent, and even Maris, who had been smirking, fell silent.

Harry cupped Aayla’s breasts and ran his thumbs under their heavy curves. He felt the hard nubs of her nipples against his palms. She gasped, and the sound vibrated against his chest. He pressed his cock against the small of her back, and she ground her soft skin against him. Harry reached down with one hand and gently brushed his fingers along the length of her slit, bumping her clit as they went. 

Aayla jerked, and her eyes were wide and glowing. She let out a wordless cry as the orgasm hit her out of nowhere. In the same instant, the lights in the tent flickered, and Shaak Ti and Maris both gasped.

Aayla’s breathing slowed, and her body went limp. Her eyes were alive with excitement, however. “I saw something,” she whispered. “I really saw it. It was a swampy green planet covered in fog. There’s someone there … he’s waiting. He wants us to come.” She turned to Harry and pressed her lips to his. “You did it. It was your touch … your magic. It opened everything.”

Maris was instantly jealous. “My turn,” she demanded, spinning around to straddle him. Maris pushed him onto his back and trapped his cock against her wet pussy. She rocked her pussy against his length, and the heat of her was enough to set him on edge again. She closed her eyes and concentrated while absentmindedly sliding her slick lips up and down his shaft. A few minutes later, he felt a jolt of energy so fierce it nearly fogged his brain.

Maris’s eyes rolled back, and her orgasm was immediate and unstoppable. She spasmed, shuddered, and then went completely still, falling against Harry’s chest as her pussy squirted against his shaft. He held her protectively, and when she opened her eyes, she looked dazed but happy.

“I saw it too,” she whispered. “There was a hut in a swamp. Whoever’s there is powerful in the Force. He can feel us searching.”

Shaak Ti watched them both with a mixture of amusement and longing. Not wanting to be left out, she crawled to Harry and straddled his lap. Unlike the others, she grabbed his throbbing cock and stuffed it straight into her wet, waiting pussy. She rolled her hips and ground her swollen clit against his skin. “Hold me,” she shuddered, and he did. He pulled her down so she was lying flat on top of him. Harry slowly thrust into her, fucking her with deep, controlled strokes of his cock. 

She closed her eyes, and her body tensed. She went absolutely still, and all her muscles tightened. Her breathing was shallow, but her face was calm. It didn’t take long for her to violently cum on his cock. Shaak squealed and shuddered through her climax. She opened her eyes and cried out when her pussy began to spasm around his shaft. Harry kissed her deeply and moaned into her mouth just before he emptied his balls into her. After that, Aayla and Maris scooted closer to them and pressed against both of his sides. Harry could feel two sets of perky tits rubbing against his arms while Shaak’s round breasts were mashed against his chest. 

Aayla was the first to speak. “We know where to go.”

Shaak Ti nodded, her lips against his ear. “We know who to find. There’s only one being I know who’s so strong in the Force.”

“I suppose now we should make a real plan,” Harry suggested. The three women looked at each other and giggled. Soon after, all three had Harry pinned down while they took turns worshipping his cock. It seemed that they currently had other things on their mind, and Harry didn’t mind one bit.