Chapter 3- Temptations

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Luke's pov:

Han made his way inside. He looked... anxious? Hesitant? I don't know but it wasn't the Han I was used to. It wasn't the Han who would stride into a room as if he owned it. This isn't the Han who would make his presence known. This Han seemed timid.

However he did do one usual Han thing, he sat on my bed with his shoes on. I was still over by the door and I turned to face him - I couldn't trust myself on the same bed as him.

"Are you okay Han? You seem troubled?" I said. This wasn't the usual Han and I didn't need the force to see that.

He took a deep breath in, "I'm just building up the confidence to say something give me a minute." He said avoiding eye contact with me.

Building up confidence? This must be serious. Han never has to 'build up confidence'. One of his major flaws is that he's says whatever is on his mind without thinking before he speaks. Something was clearly bothering him.

"Take your time." I gently said leaning against the closed door.

He looked up at me with guilt filled eyes, "Was I your first time?" He asked.

That was it? That's what he had to build up the confidence to ask. I almost burst out laughing but contained it in a little respectful snort instead, "Ha! No! Absolutely not." Now I was laughing. He pulled a confused face at me, "Is that what you were so worried about? That you had taken my virginity." I laughed.

He laughed with me as well in disbelief. I made my way over to the bed and sat opposite to him. "Wait! So who was have you done it with before then?" He asked intrigued. This now felt like a gossip session.

"Well... 'who' implies singular so..." I teased.

"There was multiple! Luke you slut!" He joked. He didn't mean this in a rude degrading manner, instead a friendly jokey one and I knew that, "Who were they?"

I rolled my eyes cheekily, "I don't kiss and tell Han." I smirked.

His mouth hung open. "Okay okay. Im gonna guess names and you give me a clue to if it was any of them." He laughed. I shook my head but he continued anyway, "Biggs? Lando?" He kept reeling off names. What I wasn't going to tell him was that it was both of them.

I kept shaking my head.
"Come on you have to give me a clue!" He demanded.

I shook my head again, "Absolutely not. Also there was quite a few people on Tatooine. I didn't necessarily know a lot of them on a friendship level." I was going into risky territory but it was funny to see his shocked reactions.

"So your telling me that nineteen year old Luke was a town bicycle?!" He laughed.

I shrugged, "What can I say. I got around."

This was extremely amusing to me to see Han so shocked. "You." He stared blankly, "wow. No wonder you were so good. I mean dam you were like-"

I lunged forward clapping my hand over his mouth, "No." I said sternly.

He narrowed his eyes and then-

"Ow you dick!" I exclaimed, "you bit my kriffing hand!" I drew my hand back hissing in pain closing my eyes. Before I knew it though his mouth was on mine again.

I froze. I didn't expect it. His hands were back around my waist however mine weren't exploring his lovely hair. Instead they were jagged by my side. He was pulling at both my clothing and his and he seemed desperate to get it off. He seemed desperate to get off.

His hands went lower down my back towards my- "Han get off!" I panicked.

He pulled back as soon as he heard me cry out, "Luke. Are you okay?"

I shook my head as tears threatened my eyes, "We shouldn't- we cant- we. Please leave." I looked away from him.

He got off of me, "I'm really sorry Luke I don't know what came over me. I shouldn't of done that. I'll go." He got up making his way towards the door and swinging it open, "I'll meet you for breakfast before we leave this planet tomorrow. Ten o'clock don't forget or Leia will be furious." He said shamefully.

I nodded just as he left. I lay back on my bed reflecting on what had just happened. Was he still hungover or was that sober Han? I don't think I want to know. To say I didn't want to continue would be a complete lie.

I wanted his hands all over my body. All over. Clearly my body knew that as well when I looked down, "Oh shit!".

I thought more about Han, the way his hands moved, they were rough but dam I've never felt something better. I remembered last night and hearing his heavy breathing in my ear. The more I thought about these things though the more aroused I became. I tried to distract myself by pacing around my hotel room but nothing worked so I just went back to laying down.

My hands slowly travelled down and my breath hitched.

No! I cant do this! I cant act on these disgusting thoughts, it will only make me lust for him more. I cant do this to myself. But it's just so easy to... no!

My hands lingered for a moment until I snatched them back up as quickly as possible. This wasn't the solution I just needed to sleep. (A/N: with Han)

But as I tried to sleep my I my thoughts were about him. His hands on my waist, my shoulders, my hair, my legs, my thighs, my- I'm going to stop right there.

My breath sped up as I tried to rest my eyes and the feeling was taking over me. My stomach felt fluttery and my face felt hot and red.

Eventually though... I gave into my temptations.

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Haha! Close but no. Also all of you in horny jail rn.

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