
Star Wars: Crude Matter
Jade’s Fire swooped gently over Anzat’s grasslands and the comm system chimed that Mara’s prey was in voice broadcast range. She toggled it on. “I got your text comm and my ETA is fifteen minutes, Skywalker. Anything I need to be alert for on the ground?”
For a moment, she wondered if he would respond. The way the text comm had been phrased she thought it had been sent through his astromech droid. The landing beacon that she was flying toward was bound to be the droid’s work. The Force wasn’t giving her a warning, but that didn’t mean she’d find a conscious Luke Skywalker.

Summary: Mara Jade answers a comm from Luke Skywalker. Maybe she should stop doing that.
This story is also known as my muse having a "you want to write what now?" reaction. Early in 2019, the Star Wars Fic Whining Circle (aka the Slack group of fellow writers I whine to) issued a writing challenge with a pair of kinks picked at random. My random selections were gender switch and aphrodisac.
They offered to have me draw again but I didn't want to take a chance on getting a worse pair. So I went away to think about it. The muse gave me the plot line. Excellent, that was quick! Shared it with the Slack group and JediMordsith summed up the theme for me:
We live our lives on the boundary where luminous beings meet crude matter.I hope you enjoy this story.