A short redhead pilot

You turn to see a freckled redhead, maybe a head shorter than you wearing a red jumpsuit that actually complimented her collecting remarkably well. You could see her joy by the flicker light of the fire. She sticks out her hand awkwardly.

"Umm....Master Skywalker..... I'm Julaile. Or Jules" You take her small hand, shaking it. You can feel her tremble with excitement as she stumbles over her own name. You reach out with the ****, trying to calm her. You're almost knocked backwards by the red hot flames of desire washing over her body, all directed at you.

"Just call me Luke" You smile, trying to put her at ease, suddenly unsure how to deal with such a passionate admirer.

"Yes Master, ........er... Sir... uh Luke" You can practically hear her yell at herself in her mind. But not for the awkwardness, because she called you Luke. You look around to see if you can escape, but it doesn't seem like it's going to happen. Suddenly she grabs your arm, pulling you down a walkway and away from the crowd.

You catch a wiff of something sweet tickle your nose and realize it's coming from this spunky little pilot. You feel a shift in your mood, you're no longer wary, but curious about what she has planned. Finally she drops your hand and looks out over the forest. You can barely hear the sounds of music playing. Jules moves to the railing, looking out into the darkness.

"I wanted to thank you.... I mean you're the reason I'm here, you're the reason I'm still alive. My father was Puck Naeco," The name sounds familiar but you remember vaguely. Puck was one of the pilots who died during the battle of Yavin. She continues "I was at Yavin, too young to fight, but......" She trails off, her excitement dampened by sadness. "If you hadn't been there, ..... well we know what would have happened.... so thank you Master"

You move over besides her, suddenly in awe of how beautiful she looked in the moonlight. Her body was lean, and it was obvious she was trying to impress him but there was something still off about her.

"I feel silly now" She says, the embarrassment flooding her mind as he drifted closer to her.

"No, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's been a rough time, and I'm glad you found me." You say. She peeks up a little and you can feel her gathering some courage.

"Well I have a request Master, and if you're willing, I'd like to be yours"