Chapter 21: Super Trooper

Finn hustled from the mess hall at dinner one night down to the medical ward and Emmary's room. He carried a package under one arm, and even though he was only going at a brisk power-walk, he felt winded. He didn't bother trying to deny it - he was anxious to see her again, as he had every day for the past two weeks.

Rounding the final corner leading to her hospital room, he met Wedge Antilles just coming off of his guard shift, and the younger man saluted him. Finn had arranged to remove the two guards normally stationed at Emmary's door days ago. She wasn't going anywhere, as she was still very weak, but gaining strength each day.

"Relieved of your post, Captain. I'll take over."

"Sure thing, Finn," Wedge winked, and ambled from the ward.

Finn entered the hospital, smiling warmly at Emmary. Her eyes widened with something that looked like happy relief, as she threw back the coverlets on her bed.

"I was afraid I wouldn't see you today," she crossed to him, her medical dress swishing at her ankles.

"I had to sign up for the night shift; it was all I could get," Finn told her apologetically. Smiling shyly, he held out the package. "This is for you."

Her icy blue eyes studied him with bemusement, as she tore off the brown paper Finn had hastily wrapped the gift in.

"I, uh... had to get it from the base library," Finn bashfully shoved his hands in his pockets.

Upon seeing the cover, Emmary gaped, sinking down onto her bed and opening to the first page. All at once, those beautiful blue pools glistened with tears and she clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle a sob.

Finn's stomach dropped. "You don't like it," he diagnosed.

"It's... it's beautiful!" Emmary wept, turning the pages and pouring over pictures of her homeworld - a expansive guide to Ithor. "It looks just like it did before the bombs fell... Look - there's the stream where Mama and I would wash our clothes... Hansenna Meadow, where I used to play..." Her hand was still at her mouth, now hiding a tearful smile.

Finn deflated in relief. "I'm glad you like it."

His voice seemed to remind Emmary that he was there. Glancing up at him, she stared, transfixed, setting the tome aside on the mattress and almost floating over to him.

"No one's... ever done anything like this for me before." She beamed wetly. "Thank you, Finn."

His answering grin could have lit up Ajan Kloss's sun. "You're welcome, Emmary."

She wasn't sure what made her do it. Maybe it was the Force, whispering in her ear to be brave. Or maybe she was too overcome with emotion over the kindness of this man whom, if their paths had crossed while she was still a Knight of Ren and he a Stormtrooper, she might have passed by him without a second glance. Whatever the reason, Emmary suddenly cupped Finn's face in her hands, mashed her face to his and kissed him.

She held the kiss, eyes floating shut, for a few moments before her senses came back to her and she staggered out of the locking of lips, gaping at what she had just done. Her face had turned even redder than her flowing hair.

"I... I..." she stammered. "I don't know what... I... I wanted to kiss you," she found that she was trying to explain herself. "I... I still want..."

Finn's lips suddenly crushed hers as he kissed Emmary back. He grabbed her head between both large hands, his fingers splayed awkwardly, haphazardly, as he backed her into the nearest wall. At first, there was just dry pressure, and then, with a low growl, he worked her mouth open in a hot, messy rhythm, urging her tongue against his. Emmary let her mouth fall open wider as she moaned into his lips, letting his tongue push through. "Mmmmmm..." It had been years since she kissed anyone like this, had been kissed like this - hard, desperate, sloppy.

Finn's breath was all at once hot on her neck, as he sent open-mouthed kisses of fire down her throat and jawline. Emmary threw her head back, hitting the wall, eyes bulging and her breasts heaving with every pant. Finn's toned body was pressed flush against hers, and the sliding of his abdominal muscles against her hips was driving her wild.

"O...open my gown," she panted.

His fingers trembled as they undid the ties at the back, letting the garment pool into a heap on the floor between them so that she stood naked before him. Seizing his hand, Emmary cupped it around her breast, sighing at the inhuman warmth she felt radiating from his skin. His thumb found her nipple and squeezed, bringing it to painful tenderness.

"Your mouth. Put your mouth on me," Emmary gasped.

Finn's lips slobbered her right breast, tongue licking around the purple aeola even as his fingers deftly kneaded her left. Emmary clutched him close, groaning incessantly. She hitched her thigh around his calves, and taking her by her hips, Finn lifted her off her feet, so that she had to fold her limbs about his torso. Grabbing for his face, Emmary kissed him hard and frantically, tilting Finn's head back and peppering her lips along every bit of exposed skin that she could reach.

"Mmmmm... Finn... Bed... Hmmmm... Bed me, Finn."

He threw them both down onto the mattress with such energy, they nearly overshot it and rolled off the other side. Pinned underneath him, Emmary eagerly spread her legs, Finn helping to push her knees apart so he could nestle between them. He was kissing her lips, her closed eyelids, her cheeks, and she couldn't help but giggle. She held his lips in place with her own, still smiling.

"Make love to me!" she whispered into his mouth, breathless. Hands eagerly grabbing his buttocks, her nails digging into the firm rear, Emmary bit her lip shyly as she guided Finn into her.

The moment he breached her womanhood, her eyes bulged and she arched her back against him with a gasp.

"Emmary..." Finn groaned, flicking his hips. "You're so gorgeous, I... I... what do I do? What do I do?" he babbled. He had absolutely no experience with this. Emmary felt her body flush pink, pleased that she was the first to have this strong, young specimen of a man.

"Thrust... Ooooh, yes, like that... You won't hurt me..." Her thighs cramped from the pleasure he was already giving her. "Gods, yes..."

The hospital bed creaked dangerously as Finn and Emmary worked up a rhythm, beads of sweat dripping off of the man's brow and onto Emmary's equally saturated skin. The Knight of Ren keened into him with breathy moans.

"Uhhh... Huhhhh... Hmmmm... Mmmmm... Ohhhhh..." Emmary's body seized, her walls clenched sooner than expected. "Fuck, Finn!" She came all around him, writhing.

Finn didn't last much longer after that. "Emm... Em, I - I can't... Shit!" He ejaculated all he had into her before collapsing, his paramour letting out an adorable little squeak as his body nearly crushed her.


The moon bathed them in an ethereal glow as Finn and Emmary cuddled and kissed deep into that night.

"I'm going to have to put in a transfer request. You're the only one who can guard me at night from now on," Emmary flirted.

Finn chuckled in a rumbling baritone. "Unfortunately, love, you can't make requests like that. But I'll see what I can do."

She grinned cheekily. "Good." They pecked lips lightly, Emmary settling her head back into his chest as he lightly stroked her arm.

"I hope I was... admirable," Finn tripped over the word awkwardly. "When I was growing up in the Stormtrooper Corps, we were taught abstinence, so I've never..."

She kissed him deeply to shut him up. "You were amazing," she murmured. "I've never made such incredible love before."

His eyes dimmed a little bit. "Oh. So you've been with other...?"

Emmary's own expression faltered, and she turned her face away, almost as if she was ashamed. "When I was with the Knights... I was passed around. Not because I didn't want it, but... six lusting men and one woman... it got kind of lonely. Everyone had needs, and so..."

Finn gazed at her, the trials that this amazing girl had gone through never ceasing to amaze him. He had only ever met a few other woman who were truly strong in the purest sense - Rose. Rey.

"Did... Kylo ever...?" He felt the need to ask, although he feared the answer. Depending on what it was, he didn't want to have to keep a secret from Rey, even if it was to protect his best friend.

To his relief, Emmary shook her head. "No. He was the only one I've... never been with." She shrugged. "He did seem oddly fixated with the Jedi on that catwalk, back on Mustafar."

Finn bit his lip to keep silent, uncertain if he should be saying anything about his best friend's love life. "Well, Rey has never seen a cause she didn't believe in. When we first met, she kept telling me we had to get BB8 to the Resistance base. I was so awed by her strength, I felt I had little choice but to go along..."

Emmary oddly stiffened at this. Finn glanced down at her, sensing her emotions course through the Force. When he made a determination as to what those emotions were, he couldn't help but crack a smile, amused. "You're jealous!"

She frowned adorably. "Should I be? Is she someone I have to worry about?"

He pecked her lips insistently, grinning dopily. "Never. Rey's the closest thing I have to a baby sister."

She eyed him, skeptical. "You've never thought about her as anything else?"

Finn paused. "I did... once. A long time ago. But she didn't feel the same, and we talked through it." He shrugged. "There's nothing you need feel threatened by, Emmy."

Emmary cracked a smile, pleased. "Em, Emmy - I'm going to have to find a pet name for you."

"Rey calls me Finny," Finn offered up. Again, his lover stiffened, and Finn couldn't resist kissing her again to calm her. "And you two are the only ones who are allowed to call me that. Just don't tell Poe."

She smirked. "OK, Trooper."

Finn chortled. "That, too. I could go for that. It's better than Traitor."

The couple kissed in bed for the rest of the night.