Comfort | By : BubbaSmithJones Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 5803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: Luke/Leia |
Once the X-wing had entered hyperspace, Luke allowed himself to relax. No sooner had he lain back in his seat than Artoo emitted a string of beeps. “I know she’s pretty, but what am I going to do about it? You heard what Master Yoda said. A Jedi cannot have any attachments. I am already too attached to her and Han and even ole Chewie.” Another whistle. “Yes, you, too, Artoo, and Threepio.” A beep. “Even when he annoys me. You saw how Vader used my love for my friends to lure me to Bespin. Imagine how much worse it would be if Leia and I were to fall in love. What would he do then?” Artoo had no response to that. Luke had still not decided on his destination, but rather had set course for the closest planet to the galactic edge. The journey would last at least a day, and then he would make course for Dagobah or wherever he decided to go. Unable to get Leia out of his mind, he did the same thing he had been doing for the past nine years whenever he couldn’t stop thinking about a girl, and the last thing he needed was the incessant whistling of a slightly overzealous astromech droid. “Artoo, could you please not disturb me for the next two hours.” A low trill. “No, Artoo, I’m not mad at you, not at all. I just need a couple hours to think to myself.” A sharp whistle. “Yes, about Leia.” A couple of beeps. “I want it, too, but I’ve sworn to live the life of a Jedi. The galaxy needs me right now.” Another whistle. “I’m not being insensitive. Wouldn’t you rather be a Jedi droid?” A long whirr followed by a short beep. “Thank you, Artoo.” Confident that he would no longer be disturbed, Luke undid the britches of his flight suit, and slip a hand down it. He thought about the first time he saw the princess. It was a colorless holograph only two feet tall, but he instantly knew that she was the most beautiful woman in the world. He started pumping away, thinking about when he finally got to see her. She was wearing a simple white gown, but he had never seen a more stunning outfit, and he was literally speechless. He started to get hard as he thought about how the dress was slightly see-through. He had never seen a girl’s boobs before, and this was the closest he had ever gotten. He then remembered grabbing her hand, as they raced to escape the stormtroopers. He became fully erect remembering when she kissed him as they were about to swing to freedom across the chasm. It had been the happiest moment of his life. His whole body had become electrified, but it had given him the confidence he needed to swing across. He then thought about his first awkward pass at her on the Falcon. He still wasn’t even sure she heard him say “I care” so many years back. He was now pumping away as furiously as possible, thinking about when he returned to Yavin IV after blowing up the Death Star. Everybody in that room wanted to rush over to him to congratulate him, but he only had eyes for Leia. He was about to come thinking about when she hugged him, about the sheer joy in her face, and how for once he was the most important person in the world to her. Just before he shot his load, he finally heard Ben’s voice in his head. It was so shocking and jarring that he lost his erection almost immediately. “I don’t think you want to do that, Luke.” “Why not?” “Just trust me, you’ll regret it later.” “Trust you like I trusted you about Vader? Why am I going to thank you for it later? What aren’t you telling me?” “You’re not ready to know yet.” “Yeah, well, I don’t need any more of your half-truths and ‘for your own good’s.” “I can’t help you if you won’t help yourself.” “Just leave me alone.” Silence. He resumed his pumping, thinking about their adventures on Mimban. He got hard again, remembering that first night when they cuddled together in the cold forests. Luke reached his full length remembering how sexy Leia looked covered in mud after their playful romping got out of hand. He then thought about all the times she kissed him in the past few months. First, when she was trying to make Han jealous on Hoth, but her lips were still just as warm and wet even if it didn’t mean anything. Then, she finally kissed him because she loved him on the Falcon as they were fleeing Bespin, but he didn’t want her to kiss him that time because it seemed wrong. It didn’t seem to matter once her lips touched his, nor did matter now that he was on the verge of his orgasm. He was about to come as he thought about the kiss she gave him last night in the viewing gallery of the frigate. It was the first time she actually kissed him with passion. He finally came thinking about the last kiss they shared, when he finally kissed her back, in his nightbay, wishing it was once again it was her hand and not his bringing him to sweet release. “Oh, Leia,” he called out, not expecting an answer. “Oh, Luke,” came the unexpected response in the back of his head. Luke then realized that he had no way of cleaning up the mess he had just made. He wondered if the sticky semen he had just ejaculated might damage the inner workings of his artificial hand. It would be very embarrassing to explain that particular malfunction to the med droid. It probably would been better to just come inside his suit and let the suit’s filtration system deal with it. Not knowing what else to do, he wiped his hand against the floor of the cockpit, wet it with some water from his drinking valve, and wiped it off against another spot of the cockpit. Thoroughly exhausted, sleep finally found him.
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