Skywalker of course

*Drip*

*Drip*

*Drip*

Water drops fell to the base of the shower floor, rhythmically almost hypnotically, the white tiled bathroom was still damp from the long warm shower.

Luke Skywalker, former hero of the rebellions turn Jedi grandmaster one of the youngest in history at on the side bench of the bathtub/shower calmly as soon as the day he was born hair dripping wet.

At first glance With clothes on, most people assumed he didn't have as much muscle. They would be wrong, seriously wrong. while black did wonders for his appearance; it was also hiding something

As a main stay practitioner of of Both "Shien" and "Djem So"(form V), as well as the rest of the lightsaber forms. Luke was not a lightweight when it came to battle and does his muscles reflected that. Muscles that, while not as big like his father's,were tightly packed, able to move faster than the normal eye could process.

his sun kissed skin was a golden shade. marked with multiple scars form battles and other fuckups that Marred what would otherwise be a perfect unblemished body. With a wider hip than most males and well tone legs he was a perfect combo

The only thing Holding back this beautiful display is the bath towel wrapped around his waist. It was a skirt, hiding only his nether regions behind its soft, freshly dried fabric

while the rest of him was soft and nearly had hair that wasn't on his head His legs were a different story, hairy and damp as can be. He loved this ritual a ritual he would not cheat in.

Armed with a standard shaving army blade, given to him after the battle of yavin, held firmly in his human hand,( and thanking whatever high Lord out there that he's ambidextrous

Luke's legs were crossed so that he could have better reach.

left leg on top, right on bottom.

he set to work.

/Shhhiiiing/

/shhhhiiiing/

/shhhhiiiing/

Started from hardest to easiest he went for his hind leg hair first. His long years of training made his leg easily able to bend the one above his head.

as Golden hair dropped to the floor with each stroke of the blade, Luke unconsciously made the hair cut off disintegrate on impact. A trick he learned long ago way before he met Obi wan.

This was a ritual for him

If he wanted to be faster he could just set all the hair on fire and make his skin flame retardant or he could just will it off entirely . But that ruined the ritual, Of a good clean shave.

/shhhhiiiing/

/shhhhiiiing/

As he shaved his legs, he began to reflect on his life and the universe.

'Non-deathworlders have it so easy, back at home we would be lucky to find a non used shaving blade, hells, if we did find one it would be taxed to nine hells by the hutt cartel' however, the grinding/sharping indistry got a boon with that but that only delayed the inevitable.

Same was true for most hygiene products. Most of the shipment went directly to Jabba's palace first, the people maybe. Sure waxing was an option but even then if the concoction wasn't mixed right it could pull off some skin.

that led to a lot memories of hairy, sandy, raw sex. as that was only option at the the time. He didn't care men women, didn't really matet what species either or weird tentacle creatures etc, although he prefer to be someone he knew

genuinely he loved the pleasure, loved the care and emotion.

But without the proper materials a byproduct of the hutts greed, he had to get creative when fucking. Using use some less than reputable means of getting lube. Although more water based lube was always preferred, oil jelly based was more likely to be used as again the scarcity of water.

In fact because of the hutts he would always cherish having the ability to shave.

That was a strange week get back but he truly cherished it.

when he heard that his sister had choked the fat slug on his own chains.

He laughed a long high-pitched cackle, many thought he was insane when they heard it but luke didn't care. Bthe bastard had died the way he made billions of others suffer by the chains that bound them.

Another memorable moment was really just seeing the inside of that gangsters' lair, the hutt mob had stalked the Abolitionist movement in tatooine for years, he have thought so many things, he thought there was so much more terrifying things so much more sophisticated.

only to see it was..

how did Obi-Wan phrase it?

"A wretched Hive of scum and villainy" the hot crime lair was a gilded for hall filthy pathetic slaving gangsters and clout chasers. It wasn't something to be fear but to be mocked

It causes thousands to die each year at a minimum,for their hoarding of basic utilities like water which should have been a basic sentient right.

instead those bastards prefer to replenish the sands of the jaduune sead with blood instead of water. In the name of golden credits

Beside from the slaves who had to but to be there

The only innocent there was those weird brain monks. Who actually still lived in their temple turn Palace.

Those things he could never figure out.

'_granted, I have been in the same room as both sentient rocks crystals and plants. so not the weirdest experience he had that that week' _Luke thought to himself

Yes, he was sober. And not making any of it up, although many others doubted him.

Unfortunately, that also meant he could never publish an autobiography because people thought he was making it up.

/shhhhiiiing/

/shhhhiiiing/

/shhhhiiiing/

Slowly with steadily with each stroke luke leg hair was shaved away the golden hair, and he making decent progress.

/shhhhiiiing/

He was content. it really was the simple things that made him happy. Shaving in a moisture rich air of the bathroom, he felt like royalty!

Ever since he was introduced to the concept of a "WATER SHOWER" he loved every bit of it. from the slight bit of heat from the shower, to the cold sensation that came from leaving it.

It was a dream come true for every desert farm boy ever.

The molecules of moisture in the air clumped together so dense compared to the air compressed freshener at home. It Felt So wonderful against his skin. so soothing and refreshing after all these years

/shhhhiiiing/

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[Authors note: I must say I love the attention I'm getting from this. You glorious perverts are truly amazing.

I can't thank you enough.

The brain monks are real. And the sentient plant and rock Too.

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