Leia decides to stay with Luke

“Alright,” Leia whispered, trembling as she knelt back down to hold his hand. Her small hand fit his perfectly - and he suddenly felt so much more calm and safe. The youth could tell looking into her eyes that there was intense pain that she was trying to shut out - more than just him. He wanted to tell her that he was there for her, that she could speak to him about anything, but he was just too weak and devastated to put it to words. The meeting of their eyes, both ravaged by untold horrors, hopefully was enough to express that to each other. “I’m here for you, Luke. I won’t go anywhere.”

He could feel himself swelling underneath the blanket as her hand massaged his own, his sex stirring and aching for the touch he had ever so longed for all these years. “Stay with me,” Skywalker begged, extending his neck so that his lips were only a few inches away from hers. That short distance felt like an eternity to Luke - this was his one chance to tell her how he truly felt, to express how important she was to him. Unable to resist any more, Luke planted his lips onto hers and kissed her passionately as they locked together. This was the accumulation of everything Luke had wanted ever since he saw her in that hologram three years prior, the first time he had ever felt like he was being true to himself around her. He bit a little on her lip before pulling back, wanting to look at her reaction.

Unfortunately for the youth, it wasn’t the reaction he had wanted. Leia stared at him with pity filled in her eyes, not the mutual share of love that Luke had hoped for. “It’s him,” Luke said out loud, admitting what he had always assumed. He knew there was an infatuation between Leia and Han Solo but he always assumed it was nothing more than that. Clearly things had changed in the time he was gone. “It was always him.”

“Oh, Luke, I do love you - but I-“

“Pretend I’m him then,” Luke said dejectedly as he closed his eyes, not willing to look at the disappointment in her eyes. So much shame came over him as he said those words - he was disgusted in himself for even thinking those thoughts. He wouldn’t blame her if she decided not to - she was in love with another man. But still, even if this was his final chance, it was one he was desperately going to fight for.

To his surprise, Luke felt a cold wind down below. He looked down to his lap and saw that the blanket had been pulled down, exposing his erect sex with Leia’s fingers running down from the head to the base. She playfully tugged at the brown curls that surrounded his manhood, yanking on them as she returned his attention to his cock. With her index finger, she traced the prominent vein that started from the base of his shaft and worked her way upward, inching close and close until her finger made its way to his foreskin. “Kriff,” Luke uttered as jolted his hips upward for her. He noticed that her eyes were closed the entire time - so he decided that was the best way to continue with things, to close his eyes and pretend as if she truly wanted him.

Warm wetness soon covered all four inches of his penis. Luke groaned in pleasure as he felt her tongue slide down and around his shaft, increasing with faster and faster momentum. While Leia made him feel like a man, it became easier for him to forget the pain and sexual embarrassment he suffered under Darth Vader. This was everything he had ever wanted and it - it felt so good and right. Leia’s mouth felt so tight against him. “Yes,” he whispered, soon repeating the word with greater passion and urgency. Luke felt himself ready to explode - all of his desire about ready to spill out.

He opened his eyes as he came, hoping that maybe this was what was needed for Leia to truly love him. But instead, he saw her with her eyes closed and her mouth pulling back from his penis before he erupted, causing his seed to spray out onto his belly and staining his green undershirt. Closing his eyes again, hoping to entertain his lust, he imagined that Leia was spread around his cock, her womanhood gripping him instead of her hand. The Jedi came once more, shooting further into his chest. He could feel himself soften as his heaving began to die down, shivering as he felt her hand pull away from his sex.

“Thank you,” Luke said, his eyes closing into slumber. “Leia.”

He was greeted with silence - but perhaps that silence was better than the truth. With the silence, at least he could sleep knowing that his lusts and dreams were still realistic and manageable. That they could still happen. Maybe in the future he could confront the reality of the situation but, for now, these delusions were just what he needed to continue on with his life. Luke Skywalker rested as he heard Leia leave the room.