FACTS OF LIFE part 3
Author: Lia
E-mail: vreader40@yahoo.com
Rating: M
Warnings: Slash, Han/Luke pairing.
Timeline: shortly after ROTJ
Summary: Han has a problem. Luke wants to solve it. Lando has the solution.
Disclaimer: Luke, Han and the whole Star Wars Universe belongs to George Lucas.
Pity.
Feedback: Yes, I'll be glad and infinetely grateful if you write.
Chapter 3
Three hours later Lando
left Luke in the apartament with all the things he managed to convince the boy
to buy. It was still the middle of the afternoon so there was plenty of time
before Han came back home.
“It will be easy once you relax”, Lando had said, “just check
the instructions before using those things. It's no big deal for a Jedi Master!”
“I can't believe I'm doing this...” Luke grumbled while unpacking
the goods. Feeling a bit ridiculous, he started checking.
A bottle of Twilekian liqueur. The most potent aphrodisiac for humanoids in
the Galaxy, the label announced. He carefully removed the label so that Han
couldn't see that.
A pack of scented candles. Luke sniffed cautiously. Not bad, a little too sweet
for his taste but...
Bath oil. Yuck! Smelled funny. He didn't like it but Lando insisted Han would
love to touch shiny, slippery and soft skin.
A costume. It was nothing but a bunch of white straps with something fluffy
in the middle. Corellians simply love “Fluffy Fantasia”, Aleen
had proudly presented it, “They can't resist when they see somebody
wearing this...” With a disheartened sigh, Luke took off his clothes.
After half an hour of a fierce combat with said “Fluffy Fantasia”,
the young Jedi finally managed to wear it.
“Force!” Luke could barely look at his own image in the mirror. It
was too embarrassing. The fluffy thing between his legs seemed monstruosly big,
and it hugged his member painfully tight. I'm sorry, Han, but we'll have
to make do without this!
He hurriedly started to undress and inadvertedly touched a diminutive button
in the costume.
“AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”
The fluffy thing started to vibrate.
Ten minutes later Luke
was lying on the couch, panting, eyes wide and dazed. “Fluffy Fantasia”
had been thrown in the trash dispenser at light speed. That thing was too dangerous
to have at home...
The clock was ticking. He had to calm down, put himself together and prepare
everything for Han. Maybe a cup of hot tea would help. He headed for the kitchen
and activated the food synth. Instead of hot tea, the damn machine started to
beep and blink a red light.
Unfortunately, they had ran out of supplies – it was Luke's turn to do
the shopping and he was supposed to do it today.
He spotted the Twilekian liqueur. Well, a sip wouldn't kill him, would it? Pouring
a small amount in a glass the boy drank it. It tasted good. He immediately felt
better, muscles relaxed, all agitation gone, and a pleasant warmth spreading
in his insides.
While drinking a second glass of the liqueur Luke put everything in order and
prepared a hot bath – with all the three kinds of bath oils Lando had made
him buy.
When he stepped in the bathtube he remembered his episode with the “Fluffy
Fantasia” and started to laugh. Then, he remembered Aleen and Lando talking
about toys and aphrodisiacs and laughed even more. After some time he was roaring
with laughter and didn't even know why anymore.
When Han arrived the apartament
was in the dark, except for colorful, dancing spots of light from the candles.
There was a slight scent of flowers in the air.
“Luke?”
The bathroom door was opened and he heard a splash.
“Luke, are you there?” the Corellian followed the sound. “I called
the office, they said you had cancelled your appointments... Are you alright?”
Another splash. Han entered the bathroom.
Through warm, thick steam, he saw the kid lying in the bathtub, face flushed,
the slender body slicky with soap and bathoil. The scent he felt when he arrived
was a little stronger now – but not unpleasant.
“Hey.” Luke greeted him with a bright smile and a batting of the eyelashes.
Han snorted, a little disconcerted.
“You OK?”
“Yeah. I wasn't feeling well in the morning so I decided to take some time
off... but I'm better now.”
“You sure?”
In fact, he wasn't. The
Twilekian liqueur he had drank happened to be much stronger than he expected,
leaving him light headed and a bit woozy. But he wouldn't say that to Han, of
course.
“Why don't you come on in? I need somebody to scrub my back.”
Han complied, still a bit baffled. He took off his clothes, spent some minutes
in the sonic shower and then joined the kid in the bathtub.
Luke sighed softly as he felt the older man sitting down behind him. He leaned
back against his lover's chest and slowly rubbed himself against the hard muscles.
“I thought you wanted me to rub your back.”
“You are rubbing my back...” the boy rested his head on the Corellian's
shoulder and kissed his neck.
“And you are drunk. What's going on?”
“I'm noooot drunk. I just had a drink before bath because that damn Fluf...
uh... I mean, I was a little tense.”
“Tense, uh?”
Feeling a bit guilty, Han slid his arms around Luke's waist and pulled him closer.
Hells, told ya it would be hard for a kid at your age... I gotta make it
up to you when this Hiding Time is over...
“You smell good.”
“Hmmm...” the young Jedi closed his eyes. He was so relaxed now he
felt like melting in the older man's arms. “I love it when you hold me
like this.”
“Yeah? How about some tickling?” Han couldn't help laughing and tightening
the embrace as he saw the lovely pout responding to his question. “Ok,
ok, just kidding.”
They played in the warm water, kissing and teasing each other. Luke was already
hot all over, wishing his Corellian lover could just get rid off that damn Hiding
Time thing and make love to him, right now. Unfortunately things weren't so
easy. Han seemed a little less mechanic in his attentions – probably the
relaxing effect of the bathoil and the scented candles – but he was still
far from enthusiastic.
Alright, it seems I'll have to play dirty...
“Come on, pirate.” he breathed softly. “I'm tired. Wanna go to
bed.”
Once they were both dry and comfortably settled in bed, Han found out his young
lover was up to something other than just cuddle and sleep.
“A night cap.” Luke presented a glass filled with the Twilekian liqueur.
“You bought this?” there was a hint of incredulity in the question.
“It was a present. Try it. It's good.”
Han Solo out of Hiding Time would have spotted the trap the moment he stepped
in the apartment and saw the scented candles. But Han Solo deep in Hiding Time
was absolutely oblivious even to Luke's so evident, transluscent maneuvers.
It was only after he had drank a full glass of the liqueur that he noticed and
identified something different in the drink.
“Is this... Twilekian liqueur?”
“Y-yeah. Something wrong?”
“Who gave you this?”
“Lando. What's wrong?”
“Son of a bitch! I should have known!”
“Han, what's the problem?”
“...”
“Han?”
“...”
“Han!”
“...”
“Ha... wait, what are you do... ooooohhhh, Han...”
“Luke?”
“...”
“Kid, you OK?”
“...”
“Uh... I'm uh... I'm sorry.”
“...”
“Never thought you'd try to get me in... you know... aphrodisiacs. I mean,
you're such a boyscout... I was sure you'd never even dream about doing something
like this. That's why I didn't tell you about the conseqüences when a guy
in Hiding Time have those. Of course, it never occurred to me that Lando could
interfere... ”
“...”
“Look, I'm sorry OK? I went wild, lost my head, probably did sick and disgusting
things to you but... It won't happen again, right?”
“...”
“Luke, open your eyes and say something, will ya? I know you're not asleep.”
Blue eyes slowly cracked open as Han hesitantly caressed the blond strands,
fearing the worse.
He'll be disgusted.
He'll call me a freak.
He'll never wanna see me again.
Worst of all, he will pity me.
A dazzling smile curved the kiss swolen lips. The young Jedi flung his arms
around his lover's neck and pulled him to a tight embrace.
“Oh, Han, that was most wonderful!”
“Huh?”
Luke gave a contented sigh and snuggled comfortably against a relieved-but-confused-as-hell
Han, as he remembered last night. He had never been so thoroughly loved before.
The rough, starved kisses and bites on his earlobes, neck, nipples, every sensitive
part of his body. The strong hands caressing, squeezing... Han had taken him
with a hunger and passion he'd never felt before. And after that, for the first
time since they started sleeping together, Han asked to be taken. Luke felt
awkward at first but the Corellian's enthusiasm wiped off any trace of embarrassement
and the kid felt glorious...
“Kid?”
“Hmm?”
“You sure you're ok?”
“Mmm...” Luke nuzzled Han's neck. “I'm sore all over and I don't
think I will be able to walk right for the next days, but it's no big deal.”
feeling the older man wince at his words, the boy kissed him very tenderly.
“Awww, I said it was wonderful, didn't I? I loved every bite, every scratch,
everything you did to me!”
“Really?”
“Hmm-hmm.”
“Right... Anyway I'm gonna call the office and tell them you're sick.”
“Okay.”
Surprised by the immediate acceptance – usually it was virtually impossible
to get the kid to rest even when he was real sick – Han headed for the
living room to make the call.
With a naughty little grin plastered in his face, Luke slipped a hand under
his pillow and took the leather-covered book he'd bought from Aleen. If plain
simple aphrodisiacs could do that to Han while in Hiding Time, what would
happen if...?
He opened the book and started reading diligently.
On Force-enhanced
sex
Chapter One
The first step for a fully satisfactory sexual experience is...