DISCLAIMER: I should probably begin by conceding that this doesn't really fit into the New Jedi Order timeline... but that's sort of the point. Stick with the story, and I hope that this will make sense eventually. In case it needs to be made explicit, all the characters in this storline are adults, but I think the situations and dialogue are mild enough that a T rating makes sense.
If you don't know who Anakin, Tahiri and Jaina are, I'd recommend the Dark Tide duology by Michael A. Stackpole and the Edge of Victory novels by Greg Keyes.
STAR WARS, of course, belongs to its copyright holders; this is just a critical and artistic commentary on the canon, themes, characters and locations.
And remember - we're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the sea of stars...
Star Wars: Flashback
Dramatis Personae
Anakin Solo; Jedi Knight (male human from Corellia)
Tahiri Veila; Jedi Apprentice (female human from Tatooine)
Jaina Solo, X-wing Pilot (female human from Coruscant)
Lowbacca; Jedi Knight (male Wookiee from Kashyyyk)
Mitth'raw'nuruodo; Warlord of the Empire (male Chiss from Nirauan)
The sudden jolt threw Anakin and Tahiri out of the bunk, landing in a tangle of each other's bodies, between the cold flat plane of the metal deck, and the awkward angles of the bulkheads. It took them a moment to work out that they were in the corner of the cramped cargo bay where they slept aboard the Yavin Turtle. For a moment longer, it wasn't completely clear which way was so, Anakin Solo found himself looking into his girlfriend's eyes.
"Ow," she said, suppressing at least one rather more exotic reaction. In the darkness, she was always very cute when she frowned. "What just happened?"
They were moving around each other, a dance to disentangle their limbs that was effortless, unselfconscious, completely shared.
"Sounds like we got yanked from hyperspace," he said, helping her to her bare feet. "Come on."
"Don't we need clothes?" she asked, then shook her head, and followed him out of the hold, and down the corridor to the cockpit. "Of course not."
"Captain's privilege," he countered, grinning. "Captain's girlfriend's privilege, too."
The cockpit was a chaos, multi-coloured and symphonic, with warning lights flashing on all the control panels, Fiver tweeting rapidly in alarm in the droid socket, and Jaina looking very tense in the pilot's chair, as her fingers pushed keys and switches, and her hands pulled levers and punched bulkheads. She was asking stacatto questions into the microphone of her comm headset, almost-arguing with Lowie in the engine room. The Wookiee's roars of answer were loud enough to be audible from the earphones.
A glance through the encircling viewports pretty much confirmed that the old freighter had crashed unexpectedly back out of lightspeed. A scatter of stars in the darkness, bisected by the brighter trail of the Galaxy, had replaced the Force-lightning sky of hyperspace.
"Trouble?" Anakin asked, glancing at his sister.
"Maybe. Unplanned revert," she replied, flcking her hair back behind one ear, giving a professional sideways glance as her brother dropped into the co-pilot's position, wearing only boxer shorts. She added a more pointed look as Tahiri leaned on the back of his seat, bare feet on tip-toes, long legs bare. "Hyperdrive is back online, but the navacomp is going crazy, says none of the local coordinates are corroborating properly. Lowie says the initial problem was definitely navigational, not the engines, but they won't spin up again without a cooperative computer."
"So we bypass to the backup?" Anakin said, frowning as he tried to figure out the news. "Code in a rough jump, by hand or wire if necessary. What's the nearest system?"
Jaina gave him a dark look, shaking her head. Anakin looked confused.
"You're in the navigator's chair, dummy," Tahiri reminded, poking him in the upper arm.
"Oh," he agreed, shaking his head and grinning a little. "Okay." He glanced up at her. "Where would you like to have sex next?"
"Not in front of your sister, tsup-boy," she grinned back, poking him again. Anakin grinned, liking the attention. "You make it really hard to train you sometimes, you know?"
"I know." They smiled together, eyes scanning the list of planets and systems on the screen. "There?"
"There," Tahiri nodded, reading off the name where their fingertips had met together on the screen. "Bespin. Close enough, and General Calrissian's people will take good care of us. Also-" she smirked-"I've never had sex on Cloud City yet."
"You two." Jaina shook her head. "Okay. Plot me a straight-line jump to the edge of the system, and we go in on sublight on the tricky part, just in case there are any unwanted Yuuzhan Vong or anything?"
"Of course," Anakin emphasised. "Already done." He grinned up at Tahiri. She grinned back down.
"Fine." Jaina sighed as she pushed forward the jump levers. She started to push up out of the chair even before the freighter had gone into lightspeed.
Outside the cockpit, the stars spun and streaked into starlines, and they were in hyperspace
Anakin, and Tahiri, looked quizically at his sister. "What's up?"
"I was going to check on Lowie for a bit," she shrugged. "I figured you two could use some privacy?"
"We could go back to bed?" Tahiri offered.
"You two can stay here," she said, shaking her head. "You don't exactly need a bed?"
Anakin sighed as she disappeared down the corridor.
"You know," Tahiri grinned, swinging round and sitting on his lap. Her hand ran up his bare chest, and she smiled. "She has a point."