A Pair of Drabbles

These were written for an Incest Drabble Challenge in Jan 2005. All characters property of Lucasfilm.

Hope and Comfort

"They'll find him for you, Princess."

"I know." Leia stood at the window, watching the Falcon disappear. Luke was comforting, comfortable. She fit into his side as if she belonged there.

"I know I'm not Han, and you don't love me. But Leia, if you need me..."

She silenced him with a kiss. "What gave you that idea? Of course I love you."

He stammered "But Han--"

She kissed him again, a third time. All the pent up rage, fear and horror of the last days overwhelmed him. He seized her, his kiss demanding.

“Or maybe, Luke, you need me.”

Surrender to the dark

The Dark burned in his eyes, devouring her with need, secrets and above all, desire. Leia turned away, staring at the catwalk, unable to bear the blue fire any longer.

“It explains much.”

“There’s more. But you needn’t trouble yourself just now.” Luke drew her close and kissed her. She clung to him, her rescuer, her rock. “Somewhere more private,” he whispered, tonguing her ear.

As he loved her into blissful sleep, Luke put Dagobah from his mind. Leia was his princess, forever. Not teachers nor smugglers nor fate itself could take her from him.

Anyway, Obi-Wan had lied before.