Whitey posted:*clears throat* Ladies and Gentlebeings, I present to you the (probably not) first ever A/T Fanfic Challenge! *polite clapping* The challenge? To incorporate this item into an original short story involving our favorite couple: an itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow-polka-dot-bikini.
Thrawn McEwok posted: And it was fun without the usual disturbing imagery that you provide. How do you mean?
Thrawn McEwok posted: Very nice post Thrawn! Post-Thrawn? It's almost twenty years after The Last Command... Thanks!
Mara put her hands on her hips and an arched eyebrow at him, running her gaze up and down the length of him. "I knew there was a reason I encouraged you to work out more, Solo," she grinned, shaking her head - then lifting her fingertips to her mouth to hide her laugh. Behind him, Anakin heard Tahiri cleared her throat, and he felt warm arms slide around his waist, belting him tight like an amphistaff. Tahiri's body-heat pressed close against his back - bare skin against bare skin - and she pushed up on the balls of her feet, propping her chin posessively on his shoulder. "Sorry," she said, looking at Mara and offering a shrug and a grin. "He's spoken for, now...."