The Princess and the Pilots | By : Glassgoblin Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 13215 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Klivian
A lot of what she hears on the base is what she is able to overhear in the mess; most of the people near her own age seem to be intimidated by her position and power, and so they won’t sit with her. The exception to that is when Luke is with her, and then all of Rogue Squadron might crowd around her table. She does hear a lot of interesting things though, and most of it is gossip that she probably wasn’t meant to know.
She is sitting at a corner table, sipping her caf and running her spoon through her bowl of mashed grains, when the table of women next to her erupts in laughter and squeals. That is the first time she hears about Hobbie Klivian and the mysterious look a girl is supposed to have after spending the night with him. She isn’t close enough to see the girl in question, but the comments are enough to arouse her curiosity.
Leia knows Hobbie, of course, and the next time she is eating dinner with Luke and his pilots she maneuvers things so that she is sitting next to Klivian. He is quiet, and answers her questions with only one or two words each time, and she wonders if he is really that shy or just in awe of her like some of the others are, or if the pilots have some sort of unwritten rule about her after seeing how protective Luke and Han were of her. She isn’t going to let any of that stop her though; she was tired of being the untouchable princess in a sea of people who seemed to be doing whatever they could to make their lives bearable.
The next time she sees Klivian is late in the night, when she has just finished working on some plans for their supply routes and has gone to the mess for a cup of caf. She’s waiting for the drink to brew when he walks in, looking for the same, and she offers to pour a cup for him too. He talks to her a little more then, more comfortable on his own than with his squad. That makes her smile and start wondering how she could make as pass at him in a way that would actually work, when he sees the look on her face as she is watching him and his words stumble to a close. He blushes and that makes her laugh, but he takes her hand when she offers it and follows her to her private room.
Any shyness he might have evaporates as soon as they are in her room, and she appreciates the confidence that most pilots seem to cloak themselves within. It allows him to be more open and they talk about what she wants from him before Leia lets him carefully undress her. He touches her as though she is made of glass, and she almost complains but later it becomes apparent that he is deliberate in all of his actions. He savors her with his mouth, and she loses all ability to think as she comes undone by his touch. She hasn’t felt so wonderful in years and he brings her over the precipice twice more before moving up the bed to lay beside her, still touching.
Leia can’t stop smiling, or touching him in return, and she takes charge as he catches his breath, rising to straddle his hips as she kisses him deeply. His hands come up to hold her waist, helping her to balance as she takes him into her, and she leans forward and starts moving. This position, the control it allows her, and the gentle touch of his hand on her breast brings her over again, and though he has been quiet through most of their coupling, he makes a desperate keening sound as he climaxes. It makes her want to kiss him and so she does, tasting herself on his lips as they kiss with a passion that steals her breath away and inspires his hips to start moving against her again.
She doesn’t regret missing a night of sleep, and he slips out of her room early enough in the morning to grab a couple hours of rest before he will be sent out on patrol. Leia finds that she can’t stop smiling as she gets ready to face the day, and she tries to hide her giddiness by covering the smile with a hand as she makes her way through the mess, to sit alone at her corner table again. The ladies at the next table notice though, and give her knowing grins, and watch her closely. When she spots Klivian across the room, sitting with the Rogues, as he is absorbed in his breakfast. Leia can’t control the flush that overcomes her when she sees him lick his spoon and she doesn’t even care that it causes the girls to break out in laughter. She knows that she has that certain look they were talking about and she can’t feel anything but pleased to have had the experience.
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