Aboard the Alliance Assault Frigate Clear Vision

Galen Marek watched the blue tunnel of hyperspace through the main viewport, just as he had for the countless days before. It had been over two years since they had fled into the Unknown Regions, leading the Dark Stalkers away from the Rebel Alliance. It had been nearly that long since the last of the dark side clones made from him had been slain. Now, they were wandering the vastness of largely unknown space, relying on ancient charts that were incomplete to say the least. But they were the best that they had so, charting their passage as they went, Task Force Phoenix tried to find their way back to the known galaxy.

Sighing, Galen turned and murmured to General Rahm Kota, "I'm turning in, General. I'm just so exhausted."

"Go ahead, boy;" said the gruff, grizzled veteran Jedi Master. "I'll wake you up if there is any trouble to report."

Galen strode off the bridge, past Captain Kallus and the newly elevated Jedi Master Kanan Jarrus. Hera Syndulla was going to join Kanan in his conversation. She offered Galen a kindly smile as she passed by. The Jedi Knight returned it readily. He certainly had a soft spot for the motherly Twi'lek woman.

As he passed by the doors leading into the other's quarters, he saw Ezra Bridger and Sabine Wren ducking around the corner, undoubtedly heading for his quarters there. Galen chuckled. There was nothing like wonderful young love during a voyage of uncertainty to raise the spirits.

Speaking of young love, Galen grinned and quickened his step. Juno would be waiting for him.

Juno Eclipse was the love of his life and the light of his world. They had just gotten married the day before but the truth was that it didn't really change anything - other than that he loved her even more than he had before. It was such a wondrous and wonderful thing that he hadn't even thought was possible.

It was ironic - Galen had warn the nearly glowing white Jedi armor given to him by Rahm Kota and Juno had warn an Alliance dress uniform. In truth, the Alliance's dress uniform was a call back to the old Republic military dress uniforms before the Clone Wars. They were black and white with gold should sashes and, in the case of Juno, shining medals - quite a few of them too.

As he reached the door, he palmed the door control and it slid open. There she was, sitting at the console and humming to herself as she worked on it and several datapads at the same time. Ever since their traveling and charting had started, she had been tasked with keeping track of all supply needs and requests for the starfighters and their pilots.

As the door opened, she turned and smiled warmly and beautifully at him. "Hey;" she said, standing and stretching. "I just finished working on all the supply requisitions. In truth, I'm not sure how this is going to work, Galen. We don't have the fuel, food, munitions and repair parts to last indefinitely."

Galen went over and wrapped her in his arms, kissing her forehead and resting his chin on her head. Her hair smelled of her unique scent - a mixture of the generic shampoo that the Alliance bought or smuggled in bulk and the sweetness of her. "According to that partial star map we found in that old Sith Imperial-era space station and, if we're lucky, the Imperials or someone will have turned it into another outpost we can either do business with or take. The only thing we know for sure is that we are heading back towards the known galaxy."

There was a long silence as they simply held one another. With a final squeeze, Juno leaned back and smiled up at him. "While I had always hoped to visit exotic places on my honeymoon, I wasn't expecting unknown space."

Galen chuckled and said, "Yes, well marriage was never really something anyone prepared me for. Am I even doing it right?"

A gleam appeared in Juno's blue eyes and she smiled. "Ask me that again a little later."

Galen frowned as she headed towards the refresher. "Why later?"

She pulled her shirt up and over her head just before disappearing from view. "Because later, I'll have a better informed answer for you."

Galen blinked for several long moments before his mind finally caught up with the promising tone and actions of his wife. Blushing deeply, he went over to the seat at the console and sat down, working to undo and pull off his boots. Of course, it seemed that they had to give him a little more trouble than normal but her finally got them and his socks off. Following that, he removed his Alliance Officer's outer uniform shirt and then his pants, leaving him shivering slightly in an undershirt and his regular gray undergarments. When he removed the undershirt as well, a husky chuckle drew his attention to the refresher. There stood Juno Eclipse Marek wearing, of all things, a very small and lacy set of undergarments and a matching bra that was obviously not regulation for military uniform. Where in space she could have gotten it, Galen could only guess but at the moment, he really didn't care. He wanted his wife. "You're certainly staying in fantastic shape, aren't you Galen?" she said as she went to the bed and climbed in, lying languidly on it and gazing at him through heavily lidded eyes.

Galen smiled and crawled into the bed after her. When it came to this - well, sex in general, he was still insecure and clumsy. Leaning down, he placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her tenderly. Juno wrapped her arms around his upper body, allowed him to place one beneath her upper back and shoulders and kissed him passionately back. She pressed her barely-clothed body against him and kissed him with everything she had. With her wrapped in his thickly muscles arms, Galen rolled over and lay on his back, pulling her on top of him and continuing to kiss her. Juno hummed with pleasure as his hands began to brush over her soft, supple body. Her barely contained breasts pressed against the plains of his chest and she longed to remove the final binding article of clothing. When one large hand reached down and squeezed her firm rear end, she moaned and separated. "Do you think you could help me with these, Darling?" she asked breathlessly.

Without waiting for an answer, she laid back down and began kissing his neck and shoulder, offering him full view of her back and the hooks of the offending garment. Now they had both found out, much to her amusement and his embarrassment, that Galen had the most difficult time working the hooks and loops of a standard bra. As his wife ministered to him, Galen glared at the device and reached for it with his large and, apparently, clumsy hands. The first two hooks came undone with relative ease but the last one seemed to stick and no matter what he tried, he simply could not seem to get it. When he sensed Juno's amusement bubbling over in the force and felt her shaking with silent laughter against him, Galen decided to use the force. Focusing on the clasp, he envisioned it slipping from of the loop. It did easily and Juno sat up, tossing the garment aside. Before she had the chance to make any whitty comments, Galen decided that a little punishment for laughing at him was in order. Reaching forward, he gently but firmly dug his fingers into her waist, just above her hips.

Juno shrieked with laughter and wriggled, trying to get away. "Galen, stop it! No! No, stop! No fair! That tickles!"

"Oh I'm sorry;" he said loudly enough to be heard over her laughter. "I thought you wanted to laugh, Juno."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she gasped between laughs.

Galen stopped and she collapsed against him, nearly hiccuping. "Not nice, Galen;" she said, poking his chest with each word.

Galen chuckled and rolled her over again. "You deserved it. You told me to do that just so that you could laugh at my attempt."

"But you did manage it. Now get rid of the rest. I want you."

Galen rolled to the side and slid off his only remaining garment before doing the same to her. Both naked now, they wrapped up in one another's arms and leisurely touched one another, running their hands all over each others bodies, enjoying the feel of the soft, supple body of her and the hard, firm muscular body of him. "Oh my, darling;" she said between kisses. "You are hard all over."

Her hand was brushing against his rock hard member now, palming it and running along it. Galen bucked with the stimulation as he kiss along her shoulders and collar bones. Juno rolled him over and purred, "Can I try something?"

The Jedi knight looked skeptical. "Try what?"

"I've never... um... that is to say, I've never... given... fellatio."

Galen frowned. "Um... what's that?"

"Let me show you. It's easier, and less awkward, than describing it."

She moved to the side and down towards his feet. Galen wasn't sure how he felt about it until she gently wrapped her hand around his thick, throbbing manhood and began to stroke. "GAH!"

"Shhh;" she said soothingly. "By all accounts, it only gets better."

That's when she brushed her hair aside and, after just a moment of hesitation, closed her mouth over his throbbing need.

Galen made another strangling noise in the back of his throat and resisted bucking and ramming himself into the back of her throat by sheer force of will. It certainly wasn't even given the vacuum tight seal that was moving up and down his pulsing shaft and the tongue that was touching and caressing him inside her mouth. Again and again, she would strike a nerve and make him gasp or groan in pleasure. When one of her hands took him by his testicles and began to gently massage them, he choked out, "Stars above! Juno, I'm going to lose it if you keep going!"

Rather than slow her down, the announcement seemed to make her want to go fast. She sucked harder and began to slurp rather sloppily, even opening her mouth and licking him with long, sultry laps of her wet, warm tongue. Gritting his teeth, Galen closed his eyes at it washed over him. The absolute pleasure was indescribable. He barely registered that Juno was still apparently fastened to him, still sucking on his manhood. When she finally pulled away, she gasped, "Well that was different than I had expected. Did you enjoy it, my love?"

Galen just nodded as he enjoyed his post-climactic high. Juno giggled and said, "I'm glad to see that. Now I-"

She gave a start as Galen sat up and rolled her over. He had tried this before and had been somewhat successful. Now, he thought that just maybe he'd be able to figure out what exactly he needed to do. Spreading her supple, smooth thighs, he took just a moment to study the pink, velvety flesh before pressing two fingers in between the two swollen lips. "OH!" said Juno, buckling slightly. "Your fingers are cold, Galen!"

"Sorry about that;" he chuckled. "This shouldn't be though."

He ducked down and began to use his tongue to test and tease the firm flesh. When his tongue touched a tiny nub, Juno gasped and bucked into him. Looking up over the swell of her breasts, Galen gazed at her questioningly. "What? Don't stop!" she said eagerly, her clipped Imperial accent causing a spike in his arousal. "You found the perfect pleasure point now get back to it!"

Galen set to it with a will, probing and licking and using to two fingers to stroke upward in a sort of 'come hither' motion. Juno was immediately feeling it if her gasps, arching back and the fact that she was grabbing his head and pressing him into her was anything to judge by. Again and again, he pressed and lapped and sucked until Juno's back arched and she covered her mouth and screamed into her cupped hand. Her body was trembling and Galen could feel it pulsing against his lips as he sucked on her sensitive nub. Finally, when her bucking was beginning to slow, he pulled away. Juno's eyes were rolled back and narrowed so that only a sliver of the whites were showing. Her hands were slack at her sides and her body was still twitching occasionally.

Galen couldn't help but feel proud of his efforts. His wife lay there still gasping as he got up and went to the refresher, cleaning himself up slightly and getting a couple glasses of water. He sat down next to her and murmured, "There's a glass of water on the bedside table if you want it, Juno."

Juno blinked back to awareness and smiled. "Thank you."

Slowly, unsteadily, she sat up and took the glass, drinking from it until it was completely empty. "In the refrigeration unit is a bottle, Darling. Would mind awfully grabbing it for me?"

Galen kissed her damp brow and went over and checked in the half-tall refrigeration unit. A bottle of dark glass was inside. Pulling it out, he asked, "What is this?"

"It was a gift from Mandalore. She said to be careful with it though. Apparently it is very, very intoxicating. It was given to her by one of her warriors as a congratulatory gift but she doesn't drink."

Galen frowned deeper and thought back. "You know, either before or after Kamino, I don't think that I've ever drank alcohol before."

"Really?" asked Juno, who sounded far more delighted than she had a reason to. "Drink your water and let's make a toast."

Galen did and Juno filled their glasses have full of rich, dark liquid. A licorice smell permeated the room. "What are we toasting?" he asked as she recapped the bottle and set it on the bedside table.

"To our marriage;" she said. "May it weather all difficulties and trials and may it be filled with love, laughter and children."

Children! Galen's eyes widened until they were too large for his face and he nearly dropped the glass. The idea of children hadn't even occurred to him and a thousand emotions stormed through his emotions - excitement, joy, fear, anxiety, love and eagerness. Apparently, either fear or anxiety was stamped on his face because Juno's fell just slightly. "Is everything alright?"

A big smile broke out on his face and he couldn't contain it. "I guess it hadn't even occurred to me yet. Children. That would be... I mean..."

Juno searched his face for any sign of displeasure but, to her own delight, there was nothing but wonder, joy and just a little anxiety at the idea. That was fine. She felt the same way. With a loving smile, she lifted her glass. "Well then, let's get to it."

They clinked their glassed together and drank. The liquid was cool and refreshing and yet, if felt like fire going down his throat. The taste was good too and he had to resist coughing as he drank it in three long gulps. The drink hit him immediately and everything at the edges of his awareness was getting just slightly fuzzy. Juno whooped slightly. "Wooh! By the stars, that is some strong drink, though it did go down quite smoothly. And it's hitting me quickly too! My, my!"

Galen chuckled. She was so endearing when the more proper side of her came out. "Do you want more, Juno?"

"Stars, no!" she laughed, setting the glass down. "I want to remember every bit of this later. Now..." and she took his empty glass and set it down before lying back in a very open, seductive position. "Come here."

Galen grinned and crawled over to her, planting a kiss on first one and then the other of her hips. Juno sighed with pleasure and gently placed a hand on his head. One kiss, one nibble, one tiny tongue stroke at a time, he leisurely made his way up her body, enjoying the sounds she made as he went. Juno gasped and purred and moaned and giggled, sometimes whispering, "Hmmm I like that" or "Oh Galen!" or other such gentle exclamations.

He paid special attention to her breasts, covering every centimeter of them with kisses and tongue strokes. Juno's peaked pink tips were sensitive and when he sucked on them, she keened and hugged his head to her breasts. Before long, all she wanted was to be joined with him. Gently pushing him away, she leaned forward and captured his lips in a passionate kiss as she took hold of his hard and pulsing shaft. Slowly, she stroked him again as she maneuvered them both into position.

As soon as Galen could feel that he was in position, he pressed into her and groaned with pleasure. Finally releasing his lips, Juno lay back. One hand pressed against the wall at the head of the bed, pressing herself against him. With the other, she was gripping the sheets as he began to retract and thrust into her at a steady pace. With a moan, Juno managed to say, "You're getting very good at this. Oh! By the stars!"

Encouraged by her words, he picked up the pace, thrusting faster and harder into her. Taking her hips in his hands, he began to pull her into him, thrusting harder and harder. Juno's blue eyes began to flicker and roll back and her breathing began to halt. Suddenly, her body began to buck and pulsed around his member and she let out a long moan as she climaxed. Galen slowed down, and grinned, proud that he had managed to bring her to completion before himself. "Why are you stopping?" Juno asked with gasping breaths. "I want your seed."

Urged on by her heated words and her blasted Imperial accent, he began to thrust into her again. To his surprise, she said, "Wait, wait! I want to try something."

Galen nodded as she shakily sat up and turned around, presenting her well shaped rear end. "Um..." he said uncertainly, "...what exactly do you want me to do?"

"Aim carefully. I'd rather you not shove your code cylinder into the wrong dataport."

Coming up behind her, he used one hand to find her dripping womanhood and then very carefully pressed into her. With a moan, she laid forward and buried her face in a pillow. "That's touching me in ways I didn't know I could be touched;" she said.

Slowly, Galen retracted and thrust into her again and realized that it felt different for him as well. The new series of sensations galvanized him to begin to move faster and harder, driving into Juno as his hands held her hips. Juno wasn't making a single noise and wasn't moving at all. Her hand was covering her mouth and her eyes were shut tightly. Concerned, he began to slow down. "Juno, are you-"

"Stars, don't stop now!" she gasped. "That was more intense than either of the others! Keep going, please!"

Emboldened by her words, he began to thrust into her again. Once again she covered her mouth but this time, a long, low moan came out from behind her hand. "Damn;" he muttered as he began to feel her tighten around him again.

There was no holding back this time so Galen gave it everything he could and the combination of the climax and the alcohol caused him to black out slightly. He called on the force to steady himself, trying not to move as his entire body seemed to pulse as did the body he was connected with. Unsure of what else to do, he collapsed beside her on the relatively small bed. Juno was still mewling as her body continue to tremble and twitch. Sitting up, Galen grabbed the blankets and pulled it over them both as she lay on her stomach, gazing at him through lidded eyes.

Smiling, he reached over and ran his index finger along her cheek. "You okay?"

"Hmmm," she purred, "better."

She rolled onto her side and he pulled her against him, reveling in the wonderful and comforting skin to skin contact. With a contented sigh, Galen rolled onto his back and pulled her with him so that she was resting against his chest. "Yes;" she finally said. "I think you are doing marriage very well."

Galen chuckled as he ran a hand up and down her back. "I'd forgotten about that. Glad to hear it though. I always aim to please."

They dozed for awhile, slipping in and out of wakefulness.

When Galen came to consciousness again, he felt Juno's absence. For just a moment, an old fear came to mind but it was instantly dismissed. There was a light on in the refresher. Galen yawned and decided that it was chilly. Slipping into a pair of pants and a shirt, he put the black liqueur back in the refrigeration unit and put the glasses in the sink. Juno came out of the refresher, dressed in one of his undershirts and Jedi robes. Immediately, he noticed that she was worried about something. Between her eyes, a single horizontal line would appear. Smiling lovingly, he pulled her back towards the bed. Readily, she followed him and soon enough they were beneath the blankets and snuggled up together. Only then did he ask her, "What's on your mind?"

Juno bit her lower lip for a moment then asked, "What happens when we return to the galaxy? What if the Emperor has crushed the Alliance and we're all that's left?"

Galen had thought about it, even though Kota seemed confident and insisted that it would not be the case. Even so, the future was always in motion. "If that's the state of the galaxy when we return then we fight;" he said, putting firmness and confidence in his voice. "But I don't think that's how we will find the galaxy. Rahm says that someone else will defeat Vader and the Emperor and, since we managed to defeat Vader's kath hounds, the Alliance will have a real fighting chance."

Juno looked into his eyes and bit her lip again before asking, "How can you be so sure?"

Galen shrugged and kissed her before answering, "I can't be. But the old man has a sense about the force. Until he starts worrying about it, I'm sure not going to. Right now, my concern is getting back - and while we do that, we can start working on those kids you were talking about."

Juno's worry line didn't disappear but joy and excitement still shined in her eyes. "Are you sure that we should, darling? Considering the state of the galaxy-"

Galen smiled and placed a finger over her lips to gently silence her. "If we try to wait for circumstances to be perfect, then it will never happen. Best to put our faith in the force and in each other and roll with whatever the universe sends our way."

Finally, the worry line disappeared and Juno rested her head on his chest. "Then after a little sleep, we can get back to it."

Galen grinned and lay back. Even though they were deep in unknown space and absolutely unsure of what life had in store, he was more content and happy than he had ever been.