A bunch of One shots with Star Wars people! Nothing much...
(I don't own Star Wars. Disney owns Star Wars. Just wanna Make that clear!)
Maybe I could... I don't know. Take you to Galaxy's Edge and give you a little consensual smooch on the lips?
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Boba Fett was my current and longest lover. I can tell I'm his longest as well. We were both notorious bounty hunters, he's known for 98.6% success rate and I'm know for my sniper skills. Speaking of which. I was seated on top of The Slave 1 aiming at our next catch. A rouge senator who spoke out against the Empire. I never got his name and I didn't care. I didn't want any of this to be personal.
My job was to immobilize him and have Boba catch him and bring him back to the ship. My scope was aimed at his thigh and ankles so he couldn't run or walk. "I've got eyes on him and in position." I spoke into my com. "Right on it babe." I blushed at the use of my pet name. I looked back into the scope and put my finger on the trigger. Phew. The shot went through his right thigh, and two more into both his ankles. "He's all yours." Through the scope I could see Boba working away at making the seahorse pass out. It was hilarious, so I of course started laughing.
Putting away my sniper I could tell Boba was happy with his work. He only showed emotions like that around me. I clicked the compartment shut and walked into the cockpit. Slipping my hands under his helmet and pulling it off. "Hey (y/n)." His voice was husky and low. I kissed the top of his head and laid my head on his. "Tired?" He asked. "A little." I yawned. "Come here." He gestured towards me.
I gladly sat on his lap and curled into a comfy spot. I'd learned to sleep on the tough armor. He cradled me in his strong arms. Drifting off I'd heard him whisper small nothings to help me sleep. What really helped was the hyperspace stars traveling past us.
He sighed and pulled out of hyperspace signaling we were at the Star Destroyer we were catering to. I stayed still in his lap so he could concentrate and give the landing codes. "Alright babe we gotta go." He whispered. I yawned and got out of his lap. "Thank you." I smiled and handed him his helmet. The helmets modulator hinting in his voice. I walked up to the sleeping Senator. "Get up, we here." I rattled his cage. Boba laughed and held my waist. Boba opened the cage and grabbed the senators shoulder.
Boba always did the hand over since I wasn't aloud on imperial ships after I accidentally shot 3 officers on a job. I wasn't wanted but I wasn't really welcomed. "I'm back!" He threw me the bag of unmarked credits. "Ooo what are we gonna do?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows. "Whatever we want." He took his helmet off showing his face. "Well then I wanna cuddle, comere!" I waddled back to Bobas bedroom on the ship. He followed and shook his head. I laid down and he followed suit.
"Hey, you know I love you. Right?" He whispered into my ear as he held me. I turned to look him In the eyes. "Of course you love me." I smirked and laughed. "I love you too Boba." I laid my head on his chest.
A/N Ooooooo ahhh babauhahua. ¿Les dije alguna vez a alguno de ustedes que me encanta escribir solicitudes? Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
