***Author's Note***

Alrighty, then! So, I've got a super Lemon-y chapter for you tonight! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, as always!

***End Note***

Later that day, Finn and Twila sat in what was serving as the mess hall, staring at each other and eating in silence. Poe and Thamian were beside them, talking quietly about their upcoming mission. It seemed that their little group was uniquely qualified to quietly infiltrate and sabotage Du'Tang station. Luke had led them directly to Leia after their conversation on Thamian's ship. The pair was happy to eat quietly and let the others discuss the particulars; they knew their part. The plan was simple enough – They were going to take the Falcon straight into enemy territory to where they knew that a Star Destroyer was going to pass through en route to Du'Tang and hitch a ride by attaching the Falcon to the much larger ship's hull. Once they arrived at Du'Tang, they would detach from the hull of the Star Destroyer just long enough to reattach to the hull of the station itself. From there, they would equip themselves with space suits, activate the mag-boots, and take a little walk up the hull of the station, gaining access through a maintenance hatch, into which Thamien would hack. They'd stash their suits inside the maintenance tunnels, make their way to the reactor cores, set the charges, and leave the way they came. Easy, right? What could possibly go wrong?

Poe glanced over at Finn, irritated, Really? Did you really just think that? You know that every time somebody says or thinks that, something always goes wrong, right? Finn snorted out a laugh, which drew curious looks from Thamian and Twila. "Sorry; I was just thinking what Han would say if he could hear us now. What do you think his opinion would be of our plan?" Liar, came Poe's amused thought.

Thamian chuckled, "I actually knew Han pretty well. That crazy bastard got me into and out of more bad situation than I care to remember. He'd think it was brilliant. Which probably means it's a terrible idea and we should back out now. The great thing about Han was that no matter how bad things got, he always found a way to make it work; he made a lot of friends doing that. So, I figure if we go into this thing looking at it the way Han would, we'll be just fine. What was it he used to say? Ah, yes – 'Never tell me the odds.' I think he'd enjoy our mission, so what do you say we do the same?" Thamian sighed as memories of his old friend resurfaced, "Huh. He'd probably warn you not to get a single scratch on the Falcon. He was always very fond of that old ship. You two should get some rest or...whatever." Thamian finished with a wicked smirk at Finn and Twila. "You probably won't get the chance for quite some time after this one."

Twila giggled and flushed while Finn rolled his eyes and stood, "We'll see you lot in the morning." Poe laughed raucously and whistled at the pair, drawing glances from all over the mess hall. When people saw who the subject of the whistled was, others joined in, adding catcalls and jokes to the mix, further deepening Twila's blush. Finn glared at Poe, "You do know that I can kill you with my bare hands, and I know where you sleep, right?" Poe only laughed harder at the threat and waved the two of them out. Twila tugged on Finn's hand, dragging him quickly out of the hall.

She stopped suddenly, blinking, "Uh, I just realized I don't have any quarters yet, and I don't know where yours are." Finn chuckled and took the lead, waving his hand at the door when they reached his and Poe's quarters, not really caring at the moment if anyone saw him use the Force; he was far too giddy to be in Twila's company.

She stepped in, looking around curiously, "So; these are the quarters you share with the notorious ladies' man. How does that work, exactly?"

Finn laughed, "He usually has respect enough to go to the woman's room, rather than make me sleep in the hall. Sometimes, though, he forgets his manners. Those nights, I just have to put a pillow over my head and try desperately not to murder them both." Finn listened in near-awe to Twila's tinkling laugh, thinking he had never heard such a beautiful sound in all the galaxy. She saw him staring at her and smiled, stepping into his arms and laying her head on his chest. For a few moments, they were content to stand there like that in perfect silence.

Eventually, Twila pulled back a bit and cupped Finn's face in her hands, her expression inscrutable. Finn dipped to kiss her; she responded by crushing her body to his. Finn felt a punch of heat burst in his loins, pulling her closer to him and deepening the kiss. Reaching up, he stroked her Lek'ku daringly, causing her to buck and moan. She ran her hands over his chest and back before gasping and pulling back, looking ashamed. Finn stared back, confused for a moment, "I forgot you couldn't feel my touch," she whispered.

Finn laughed, "Oh, is that what you're worried about? I can feel everywhere but my chest and back, so we should be able to work with that." His eyes twinkled charmingly as she flushed in his arms. He liked seeing her in his arms like this, her pink eyes hazy with desire and her pale blue cheeks tinged with pink.

She slid her hands under his tunic, lifting it over his head, "even if you can't feel this, I can, and I want to see you, anyway." Finn nodded as he watched her run her hands over his chest, feeling each of his scars. She walked around his back, trailing her hands over his skin, marveling in the difference in texture. His skin was stretched over the hard muscles beneath, but oddly soft; where the scars cut roughly across, some felt like silk while others felt more like carved marble. Twila was astonished that he could even move, with all of the scars. Maybe it's a blessing that he can't feel, she thought. Walking to stand before him again, Twila slowly worked her own tunic up over her head, being careful not to tangle them in her Lek'ku. She flushed at the sight of his trousers tightening as he watched her. Gently, curiously, Finn stepped forward and laid his hands on Twila's bare stomach, causing her to shudder and close her eyes. He glanced quickly up at her, suddenly shy and uncertain of himself. Slowly, he drew his hands upwards until he gently cupped her perfect breasts. Finn flushed as he gently fondled them, marveling at how soft they were. Slowly, Finn lowered himself to his knees to gently explore her nipple with his tongue, circling it hesitantly. Twila gasped in pleasure, her back arching in response to his explorations. Curious, Finn kissed her nipple, suckling gently as he released. She cried out, clasping his head to her breast; her reaction made his head spin. Even the scent of her seemed different. Things that were normally attractive about her seemed suddenly like the finest drug; Finn found that he could not resist her temptations.

At last, Finn found that he could not wait any longer; her reached to undo Twila's trousers, hesitating for only a moment before pulling them off and throwing them hastily across the room. Finn's erection was now so painful that he could hardly see, let alone continue. Twila took pity on him and slowly removed his trousers, freeing his member carefully. As she took him into her mouth, Finn back arched and his mouth opened wide in a silent cry of ecstasy. He gripped her head in pleasure, urging her gently on as his member pulsed insistently while she swalloed him expertly, making little gagging noises that only hardened him further. Ignoring it as much as he could, Finn drew Twila carefully away from his member before taking her hand, helping her to her feet, and leading her to his cot. Sinking onto it, he laid Twila carefully on her back, being careful not to pinch her Lek'ku. He suckled gently at her breast again before lowering himself to her center. Glancing up at her, Finn saw that Twila's eyes had gone wide with disbelief at the knowledge Finn seemed to have gleaned from Poe. Hesitantly, Finn licked at her center, revelling in the taste of her. He dug his tongue deeper into her, gasping as she clenched around his tongue as she cried out again in pleasure.

At long last, Finn stood, suddenly hyper-aware of his nakedness, staring down at Twila's beauty. Rising, Finn carefully covered her, watching her carefully for any sign that she had changed her mind. Seeing none, Finn allowed her to guide him carefully into her center, and then pull his hips gently forward so that he sank into her. Finn eyes popped wide and he gasped senselessly with arousal. She was so wet and so warm that Finn could hardly believe how incredible it felt to have her womanhood wrap tightly around him. At her urging, Finn cautiously moved his hips forward and back until Twila said in a voice equally aroused and irritated, "For fuck's sake, I'm not going to break! Please! I need more!"

Finn let out a wild cry and pounded himself roughly into her, as she screamed in pleasure. Finn felt Twila's ecstasy flood through him and let out a cry of his own as he hammered himself harder and faster into Twila's center. Suddenly, the heat in his gut began to grow as Twila's muscles clenched again around him and she cried out his name, her voice cracking on it. The heat built until Finn felt like he would go blind from it. At last, he felt his release building as he plunged once more into Twila, releasing his seed on a cry so loud that he was sure half the city heard him, but he didn't care. He collapsed, panting, onto Twila's chest, thanking his lucky stars that this was his woman.

"Twila?" He whispered.

"Mmm?" She answered.

"I love you," he muttered, his throat tight.

"I love you, too," she whispered back as tears filled her eyes.

***Author's Note***

O.o Wow. So, I thought it was about damn time that Finn lose his virginity; I thought it was sweet, but it's your opinions that I really care about. Let me know in the reviews. As ever, my dears, thanks for reading! ^_^