Force connections

The force

I woke early the next day, a new confidence in my heart. I realised that since coming here I had had no more nightmares. I dressed and then picked up my helmet and lightsaber.

After breakfast I headed into one of the side rooms and did some much needed lightsaber practice, it seemed so long since I had held one. I soon got into it, swinging out at imaginary foes until sweat beaded on my brow and my breathing was escaping in shaky gusts.

It was mid-afternoon when I faced my first challenger. Teekado had cleared the table from the main hall and now the other knights had formed a circle around us. My challenger was a knight called Preeston. He was as tall as me but slimmer. I pulled on my helmet and prepared to fight, igniting my blade as he did the same. The other knights roared as our sabers crashed together, sizzling and hissing. We seemed fairly well matched and the fight went on for some time. I could feel my body beginning to tire, sweat running down my forehead under my mask. I couldn't let him win. I tried to steady my thoughts and suddenly I was tapping into the force in a way that I hadn't for a long time. Strength rushed through my body. I no longer felt tired, just invigorated. I swung my saber high, catching him off guard, causing him to stumble backwards, landing on the floor. I rushed forwards and held the blade to his neck, breathing hard in the confines of my mask. Teekado approached me slowly clapping his hands, "Well Ren, that's one down, only six more to go, see you this time tomorrow?" I nodded, switching off my blade, feeling sure that if not I might drive it straight into Teekados smug face.

Back in my room I lay on the bed. I had stripped off my top, beads of sweat still running down my chest. I wanted to wash again but the thought of walking through all that cold mud stopped me rushing out. I would rest first. I needed a rest. I closed my eyes, my mind wandering to Rey, where was she? I thought for the millionth time, that heavy, empty, longing creeping into my head again. I was too tired to fight it. I knew I missed her. I certainly missed her when I felt like this. I thought for a moment about how it felt when she hugged me, how warm and safe it had felt. "Argh" I huffed, sitting up quickly, I couldn't think like this, not now, I had to stay focused.

Suddenly the strangest thing happened. I was sat there feeling exhausted when I suddenly started to feel something else too. A slight pulsating, tingling sensation was travelling through my stomach and into my groin. I felt myself swelling as the sensations continued and a shaky breath escaped my lips. What was happening? I hadn't been thinking about anything arousing, in fact this sort of stimulation was the furthest thing from my mind tonight and yet here I was with an already aching erection. I lay back on the bed, allowing the feelings to continue, moaning as a surge of pleasure went through me, followed by more. I closed my eyes, letting out a shaky breath, what was this? It felt as though I was touching myself and yet my trousers were still on and my hands were by my side. Another wave of pleasure caused my hips to arch and now I scrabbled with the button on my trousers, needing to release myself from their confines. I pulled my trousers and underwear down, taking in my swollen erection and then gasping as I felt another jolt of pleasure. My hands remained at my sides though I could almost feel unseen fingers stroking me, another wave of pleasure and I looked up to see a drop of pre-cum slide down my hardness. I was panting now, my eyes fluttering shut as the stimulation continued, not knowing what was happening but knowing that I was nearing orgasm. I moaned, my eyes on my erection, seeing more moisture at the tip. My hands were balled into fists, I gasped and panted, feeling as though I was at my goal and yet not orgasming, almost as though I was waiting for someone else. For several more minutes I was held right at the verge of my release my legs locked, hips thrusting upwards, panting so hard that I felt light headed, my eyes rolling back, my hands in such tight fists that my fingernails dug into my palms and then finally when I thought I couldn't take it anymore l came, watching as my orgasm spilled onto my stomach, the strong waves of pleasure making me cry out again and again until finally I was spent and my head fell back on the pillow. I lay for a moment, my heart thumping and then I looked back at the mess over my stomach. What had just happened? How had I reached orgasm with no stimulation either mental or physical?  Rey suddenly popped into my head.  She had acted as though she were receiving stimulation when I was,  even though she wasn't touching herself.  Suddenly I sat up. I had opened myself to the force again. I had felt Rey's pleasure, that was why I had felt as though I was waiting for someone else to finish. I felt my cheeks colour at the thought of what I had just experienced. Rey must have been pleasuring herself, or someone else was pleasuring her.  That thought brought a twisting feeling to my gut, a feeling I recognised as jealousy.  No, I decided. She wouldn't do that, or would she?  She had no idea that I could feel her pleasure now so she would think I'd be none the wiser.  Another twist of jealousy hit my stomach and I swallowed hard.  Whatever she had been doing it was irrelevant I reminded myself,  we couldn't be together so it didn't matter what she did. 

I carefully sat up, using my top to clean up the mess and then bundled it in my arms and headed down to the hot spring again.