Room 317 [after classes]

[tatooine_doofus]

After an interesting conversation with his father early in the morning, Luke had gone for a long run.

And then an even longer session alone with the punching bag.

And then he'd tried some meditation.

Now? He'd spread parts to a small droid out all over the floor, back carefully turned away from the half of the room that was supposed to have a Z in it, and fiddled around with electronics.

Loud Corellian rock was blaring from his stereo and out through the open door.

If you asked him? He was fine.

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[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

He pushed his head against her neck and whimpered her name as his tempo skipped straight past quick and went straight to frantic.

[wannabehunter]

Moaning as her muscles started to tremble, Jo increased both her tempo and the pressure of her grip.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke started babbling as he lost control--not English, but definitely complimentary.

[wannabehunter]

Jo shuddered against his hand, crying out softly as her limbs stiffened then went lax.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"I think we hit brilliant," Luke gasped, grinning at her.

[wannabehunter]

Jo grinned back as she curled up against him. "Yeah, think we did."

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

He kissed the top of her head. "My Jo," he murmured.

[wannabehunter]

"Yeah." Jo lazily nuzzled his throat. "My Luke." Was only fair if they were going to be possessive about things.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke got an absolutely doofy look on his face as he pulled blankets up around them. "I like that."

[wannabehunter]

Jo smiled and snuggled in against him. "Me too."

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke hid a yawn behind his hand. "Good night, my Jo."

[wannabehunter]

"Night, my Luke," Jo mumbled, closing her eyes.