Title: HSU - Lazy Summer's Day
Author: Emmy
Rating: NC-17 (Yeah, I'm serious! I thought we could use some HSU smut.)
Archive: Yep
Notes: Well, we've all been General-deprived with this unfortunate missing appointment book business. So here's a quickie.

You walk swiftly along the path, enjoying the warm summer day and really needing to get away from everyone and burn off some energy. It's like the day after Thanksgiving sale in the General's office, every Ho on campus seeming to be jockeying for admittance into the inner sanctum. Well, you've had enough of that.

The exercise is good. You're sure you'll feel much better once you work off your agitation. You don't ever remember it being this frenzied where the General was concerned. Even before the EA's, everyone used to wait their turns....mostly. And the General would always make sure that no one was neglected for too long, paying late night visits to make sure all his Ho's were loved and taken care of.

Of course, with everyone throwing themselves at him, he doesn't have to put forth much effort. Typical man.

You stomp farther out on the walking trail, this one winding far beyond the buildings out to the edges of the campus. You take a glance over your shoulder, surprised at how far away you are from everything - and everyone - else.

You slow your pace just a bit, finally enjoying your surroundings. The large maple trees along the trail shading you from the sun a bit. You feel some of your tension melt away as you lose yourself in the greenery around you.

And then you stumble, gasping as arms wind around you, your heart leaping out of your chest as you instinctively begin to struggle.

"It's alright, love. It's just me."

You break away from his grasp, turn around, and smack him on the arm. "You trying to give me a heart attack?!"

The General chuckles apologetically. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you. I just wanted to surprise you."

"People throw parties for surprises," you say dryly. "Pouncing me when I think I'm alone isn't something I'd recommend."

"Maybe I can change your mind," he drawls, prowling forward and pulling you into his embrace.

"Well," you say, swiftly losing your resistance as he lowers his head and lightly kisses your neck. You feel him smile against your skin as your breath slightly catches in your throat. "How'd you find me anyway," you say, pretending like you're still in control.

"I followed you."

"I didn't see you."

"That was the general idea," he says. He rises to meet your gaze. "I think you've been avoiding me."

"No," you say. "It's just that with the lost appointment book and all, I--

"You know that you don't need an appointment," he says, grabbing the back of your head with one hand as his lips slide across yours.

You sigh and run your fingers through his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss, the vibrancy of your desire increasing rapidly. You are vaguely aware of being moved, your body descending slowly until you back comes in contact with the soft lawn. His lips leave yours only briefly as he quickly removes his belt, casting aside the lightsabre that inevitably gets in the way during times like this.

And then his body is pressed against you again, his tongue finding yours as he kisses you, his hands roaming up your body and over every curve with deliberate and thorough attention.

You find the buttons to his shirt, and make quick work of the garment, tossing it aside and running your hands over his firm chest. His groin presses between your legs, and you moan as he circles his hips slowly, his lips gently tugging at your earlobe.

"Someone might see us," you gasp.

"No one will see us," he says, backing away from you momentarily to remove your shoes.

You sit up slightly, taking hold of his waistband and unfastening his pants, his erection bobbing slightly as you push his pants down his hips. You lean forward, slowly kissing the tip of his engorged penis. The rumble deep in his chest encourages you, and you take his length in your mouth.

He groans loudly, tangling his fingers in your hair, rolling his hips forward as he remains on his knees. You glance up quickly, moaning softly yourself at the vision of his face, his mouth hanging slightly open and his eyelids fluttering as you pleasure him.

"Stop," he says, panting heavily and gently pushing you back.

"What's wrong?"

"Shhh," he replies, placing his hands on your shoulders and pushing you back down to the ground. His fingers hook under the waistbands of your shorts and panties, and he pulls them off and tosses them where his shirt lays.

You press your hips forward as he descends on top of you, and his erection rubs against your center. He kisses you intently, his hands finding their way under your shirt to unclasp your bra.

You lean your head back against the grass and arch your torso as his fingers caress your breasts as his mouth suckles your neck.

"Mmmm," he sighs against your skin. "I've missed how you feel."

You arch your back, trying to press yourself closer to him. "Please," you whisper.

He shifts on his knees and then gives you what you need. You moan as he slowly sinks inside you, your body welcoming him and holding him tightly. Your fingers clench at his back as he pushes his hips forward, sliding all the way in.

"Ohhhh...baby," he gasps, breathing heavy against your ear as his body trembles above you.

You wrap your legs around him and squeeze his body to you.

And then he begins to move, thrusting slowly in and out of you, his hips moving in fluid motions as he takes great care to pleasure you. And you begin to move with him, rolling your hips up to take him deeper as he slides in, soft, low moans spilling out of him with each thrust.

You savor him like this, moving deeply inside you, his hips rolling intently, but slow and deliberate, drawing out your pleasure and making your union last as long as possible. You whimper as desperation begins to take you, bringing your knees up to spread your legs wider and running your hands down the smooth, hard length of his back to slide your fingers over his ass, the firm muscles flexing with each thrust inside you.

He arches up, balancing himself on his arms as you try to push him even deeper inside you. Your body begins to tighten around him, and he groans, transferring his weight to one arm and sliding his other hand between your bodies.

"Ohhhh," you moan, arching your body up as his fingers find your clitoris, stroking you with the same intense rhythm of his thrusts. Your head lulls back and forth on the grass as the coil tightens deep within you.

"Nnnngghhh," he moans, biting his lip and sliding his eyes shut.

Your hands cling desperately to him. "Yes....yes," you sigh breathlessly, and then you cry out as your orgasm hits you, your body lurching up with each wave of pleasure. Your eyes slammed shut, you hear his loud groan, opening your eyes to see him throw his head back as his orgasm erupts inside you, low growls rumbling in his chest as his heat fills you.

With a noisy sigh he collapses on top of you, your flushed and sweaty bodies still joined as you wrap your arms and legs tightly around him while he pants against your neck.

You exhale pleasantly and smile. His head rises, and he kisses you, lingering to gently suckle your lower lip. And then he rolls to his side, pulling you with him to face him, and you throw your leg over his hip.

"Let's just stay like this, okay," you say, snuggling against him as the warm breeze brushes across your half-clothed bodies.

He smiles. "Of course," he says, kissing your forehead, his hand stroking your hair as he squeezes you in his embrace.

The End