El turned around so Mike could get to the zipper of her dress. She felt his hands on her back as he slipped the zipper down slowly, then the dress fell to the floor, leaving her naked. He pulled her into him from behind and wrapped his arms around her. She turned around to face him. His hands were roaming up and down her back and sides, causing fresh tingles to course through her. He bent forward to kiss her and she could feel his rough jacket against her chest. Her arms had gone around his neck and before she knew it he had lifted her up, holding her bridal style, and was carrying her to the bed, still kissing her. He gently set her down and was on top of her.
"Ow." She said as his holster dug into her hip.
"Yeah. El, this is sexy as fuck but I'm going to take this costume off. I don't want to mess it up so we can wear them again, okay?"
El didn't care about hot costumes anymore, she just wanted Mike. "Yeah, okay." She nodded and watched as Mike removed his jacket and holster and set them on the other bed behind them. He pulled his boots off one by one as quickly as he could. Before he took off his shirt and pants he picked her dress up from the floor where it had fallen earlier and laid it out on the other bed as well. She watched him unbutton the shirt and once it was off she pulled him to her with her legs.
"I can help you with the pants." She said, feeling his warm chest against hers as she pulled him down closer to her, having pulled the button free as she pulled him down to her. They were kissing again almost as soon as Mike was close enough to reach her. She could feel his hands in her hair, his fingers on her scalp. She was pushing the waist of his pants down as much as she could. She felt him smile against her mouth while they were kissing.
"Here, let me help." He stood up long enough to let the pants fall to the floor. El was surprised at what she saw.
"You didn't wear any underwear either?" She was smiling.
"I wanted to be like you." His lopsided grin looked down at her on the bed.
"You're a dork. But you're a sexy dork and you're my dork." She pulled him back down.
"That's right. I'm your dork." He was serious again as he looked into her eyes. "I love you."
Her hands went into his hair and she wrapped her legs around him. They were sideways on the bed since that's where Mike had set her down when he had carried her over to it. As he kissed her this time it felt different, not hurried, not hesitant. It was sensual and El could feel his love through the kiss. He tilted his head to deepen it and El felt goosebumps break out on her skin, though she wasn't cold. She could feel him between her legs but he wasn't trying to ram into her or hurry up to get to the good part. He was just kissing her and letting her kiss him back, like if that was all they did he would be fine with it because it was her. But El wouldn't let it stop there. She wanted him. It was nice to just be in the moment with him though, to feel their tongues brushing together, to smell his skin so close to her, to hear the small gasps and moans that would escape from both of them when they had to breathe, to feel his weight on top of her. It felt safe and warm and, well, quite frankly, like home.
But El could only take feeling him against her leg for so long before she wanted more. She pulled her legs back a bit and broke their kiss.
"Mike. Make love to me. Oh, fucking shit, that sounded so stupid when I said it out loud." They both laughed.
"You don't have to say it anymore then. That's always what I'll be doing." His face was serious again. "It's what I did last night but you didn't know yet." He was running the fingers of his right hand though her hair gently, his face just inches from hers.
"I love you." She whispered, her eyes never leaving his. "Can I have you now?"
Mike didn't answer with words, only leaned forward and kissed her again. His lips were warm and soft but the kiss was firm and full of desire. She felt him start to push himself in and instinctively scooted toward the edge of the bed. He was standing at the side. He pulled her more forward to him, tilting her hips and holding on to her there as he filled her.
"Is that good?" He asked. El couldn't speak. The angle was so perfect that she was afraid if she spoke she would come unhinged immediately. She nodded and Mike could see that she was holding back.
"El, it's okay. You don't have to wait. If this feels good please let me know." He had started to slowly move out and then back in, pushing harder on the inward thrust.
"Mike, I'm sorry, I'm already coming...her eyes rolled back a bit before she closed them. Mike could feel her walls spasming but he kept his rhythm.
"Shh, don't say you're sorry. Just stay here with me. Let's see if you can do it again." Mike leaned forward over her so he could kiss her, never stopping his motions.
When El recovered fully from her orgasm she felt a sudden burst of energy and pushed Mike off of her, only to pull him back onto the bed nearer to the headboard.
"Sit up," she instructed. He did as she commanded.
She climbed on his lap and let her legs wrap around him, feeling her calves on his back. She lined herself back up with his cock and slowly slid down, taking him all the way in. Her arms were around his neck and she was kissing him.
Mike held her tightly, using his arms to help move her up and down on his shaft. He didn't think he would last long from this position. Feeling himself so deep and feeling her so close to him was going to do it for him, for sure. He moved his right hand down to massage her, his last two fingers so close that he could feel his cock slipping in and out of her.
"Mike, don't stop that. That's good. Oh, that's really good."
Mike loved it when she told him how she was feeling and what to do to make it better. He kept his pace and focused on making her climax again. She pulled back from him to look down at his hand. Mike looked at her and for the first time noticed that there was a mirror over the desk in the room and from where he was sitting he had the perfect view of them sitting on the bed. He could see El bouncing up and down and the sight was so hot that he had to look away.
She had her hand on his hand now, the one that was rubbing her. "Do that. Oh, shit, Mike. I'm gonna come so hard. Don't stop."
Mike gritted his teeth, he was so close. He had to hold out, but somehow he found the strength to speak.
"El, I love it when you come. I love it when you come on me."
That did it for her.
She threw her head back and Mike let himself look in the mirror again, watching her writhe on him while he felt the spasms himself. He looked back and forth from the mirror to her sitting on him and in no time he felt himself chasing her.
"El, oh, fuck, El! Aaaahh..." Mike held her down on him and let go. El watched his face as he experienced it. She loved to see him feeling so happy. She let him catch his breath and then leaned against him, feeling his arms wrap around her. They held each other until they were both breathing normally once again. El pulled back enough to look him in the eyes. She smiled, the kind of smile that always made his heart race.
"You are amazing. I love you so much." She said.
"I know." He winked at her.
After they had thrown some clothes back on, just pajamas since they both knew they were in for the night, they ordered pizza. Mike would go grab it from the lobby when it was delivered. It should take about thirty minutes. While they waited they looked at Mike's phone to see the pictures that had been taken that day.
They laughed at El being held in the air by Chewie, her face looking shocked but happy at the same time. There were some of them in costume with regular convention goers who just wanted a picture with Han and Leia, some of El with Kylo Ren and an Ewok, Mike standing next to various props, a big grin on his face.
When they got to the pictures the film crew assistant had taken they were both speechless. It looked almost exactly like the scene from the movie. El standing on the left with Chewbacca next to her, Mike was on the right of the picture and they were both looking longingly at each other. They could see the fog and Vader in the background. It looked so real.
"Look at your face. I'm sorry, I should have known, El. I can see in this picture how you felt. I thought at the time you were just being a really good actor."
"It's okay, Mike. You know now."
"These pictures are amazing. I'm so glad we have them." Mike said as he swiped to the next one.
When he got to the video the assistant had taken they were both pleased at how real it looked, how their eyes never wavered from each other and how confidently they had said their lines, both knowing now it was because they both meant them.
They scrolled through the rest that had been taken. It was only the first day of the convention and they already had so many great memories.
"Ooh! I forgot about the video I emailed to myself from the Jawa! Hang on and I'll get it moved over." Mike fiddled with his phone for a minute and then they were watching the screen together. The scene opened with Mike and El standing very near to each other in the middle of an aisle near a giant Lego Death Star. Somehow they could hear the audio, though El could have sworn that she was whispering when she was talking to him.
Mike, I...I wasn't acting back there. I wasn't pretending.
They watched. Mike's hands were on her wrists and he was pulling her closer to him without even realizing it.
What? What do you mean?
They saw El look back at him and then down, and then back at him again.
I... I do love you.
El looked away and seemed to be crying. Mike's face looked surprised but then sad as he seemed to realize that she was crying. They watched as his hands moved to her face, tilting it up to him, and his thumbs brushed the tears from her cheeks. Their faces were so close together.
I love you too. Oh, god, I love you so much.
Then Mike and El watched their first ever kiss when they both knew how the other felt. It was pretty awesome to think that had been captured on video. El was certainly happy to have it.
The video showed El smiling back up at Mike after he told her he loved her and then they kissed again, and then it cut off. Mike was thankful to that Jawa.
"I can't believe we have this to watch. How lucky are we?" Mike asked, more to himself.
"We're very lucky. I feel lucky to have you." She was looking at him with such love in her eyes that Mike felt like his chest might burst. Just then his phone buzzed signaling that the pizza was in the lobby. Mike jogged down to retrieve it, returning to find El had gone to the vending machine to get them both drinks and was sitting on the bed waiting for him. She had even gotten ice.
As they ate they talked about the next day and what they would do.
"Tomorrow we'll meet Mark Hamill and we have a photo op with him at 3:00. Or it's supposed to be at 3:00. Hopefully they'll be on schedule. But we should try to get his signature before then so that's out of the way." Mike said.
"Do you want to do the photo op together? I mean, we don't have to but I'd like to. Only if you want though." El asked.
"Definitely. And since you have your own we could do two and do different poses in each. Would that be okay?"
El smiled. "Let's do one where we're just smiling like normal but in the other one we should think of something cool or funny to do."
"Okay, that sounds like an awesome plan. We'll think of something."
"Did you see anything you're going to buy?" El asked, leaving her crust on the plate and reaching for another slice of pizza.
"I'm going to get a shirt at least. I really just like to see everything. Plus we got the cool stuff with our tickets. All the other money goes to meeting guests. I'm glad I'm not trying to meet too many because some are priced so ridiculously. Felicity Jones was $400 for a signature last year. No thanks, Felicity." Mike shook his head.
"Bye, Felicity." El laughed.
"What are you going to wear in our picture with Mark Hamill?" Mike asked. "I want to wear our costumes again tomorrow but not in the picture. I want to just be us in that."
"Me too. I'll probably wear another Star Wars shirt. I'll wear one with him on it. And jeans. It was chilly in shorts down there this morning."
"I'm wearing jeans as well but you may have to help me choose which shirt." Mike said.
"That won't be a problem. Tomorrow will be fun."
They finished eating and were both tired so they brushed their teeth and got into bed. El snuggled against Mike and felt content when he wrapped his arm around her and held her close. They were lying in the dark about to drift off to sleep.
"We don't have to go down as early in the morning if you don't want." Mike whispered.
"Is that your way of saying you'll take that shower with me?"
Mike laughed and kissed her forehead. "I love you. You just get me."
They were still up by 9:00 the next morning. As planned, they showered together which turned out to be way hotter than either of them had imagined. The hotel was a nice one with a real bathtub and tile on the shower walls instead of some plastic molded one piece shower. A very soapy Mike held El against the wall as the water poured over them, El's legs wrapped around him to help keep herself up, suds slipping down their bodies. When El felt herself nearing the peak she bit her lip so as not to cry out, not wanting the neighbors to hear. Mike pushed himself in once more and they came together. It was the first time either of them had experienced shower sex. Mike helped her rinse the shampoo out of her hair and they wrapped each other in towels once they got out. They couldn't stop grinning at each other.
El thought that Mike should wear his Star Wars shirt that had everyone on it, Luke holding his blaster instead of a lightsaber and Han and Leia shooting theirs, with Vader in the background, Chewie and the droids too. She wished she'd thought ahead and had saved the shirt she wore the previous morning since it was vintage and had Luke and Vader on it.
"Just wear it again. I'm sure it's fine." Mike suggested.
"But I wore it yesterday. What if it smells weird?" She worried.
Mike walked over to where she was standing beside her suitcase and found the shirt from the day before. She had only worn it for a few hours. He sniffed it, inhaling deeply. All he could smell was El's lovely scent, like peaches mixed with her perfume. He thought it smelled pretty damn divine.
"El, just wear it. It doesn't smell weird. And you'll be happy you have it on in the picture." Mike handed it to her.
El felt herself sigh. Mike seemed to always be able to make her feel better. She put the shirt on and finished getting herself dressed.
Once downstairs Mike steered El toward the restaurant in the hotel so they could have breakfast. Sitting a table over from them was Peter Mayhew, the original Chewbacca. He even winked at El and told them both good morning. El got into a conversation with him about waffles versus pancakes, both of them liking waffles more, and was surprised when he asked if she wanted to take a picture with him. Mike started to snap it but Peter Mayhew said, "your boyfriend can be in it too. I'll hold the camera." And then Chewbacca himself took a selfie of the three of them. El was smiling radiantly. The day had already started off better than she could have hoped.
While they were still at the table she sent a quick text to her dad and to Max, grouping them together to save time.
I'm having the best time! We were in a documentary yesterday. I just had breakfast with Chewbacca. Oh, and I LOVE MIKE! I'll talk to you both later. Gotta go hang out with Luke Skywalker...
They finished eating and walked into the convention center again. It seemed a little more crowded than the day before but as the weekend approached Mike knew it would be that way.
They found the line for Mark Hamill. Their VIP status allowed them to use a line pass to skip to the front of the line. El was so excited. When they got up to him he was warm and welcoming and reached across the table to shake both of their hands.
"Oh, my god. I love you! Will you sign these? You can write anything you want." El was shaking.
"You love me? Is this guy here chopped liver?" Hamill asked her jokingly, motioning to Mike with his thumb.
"Oh, no, I really love him. I'm in love with him." She turned to Mike and smiled. He was as red as a tomato.
Mark Hamill laughed. "Let me see..." He was looking at the pictures she had given him. One was of him with his green lightsaber from Return of the Jedi and the other was him manning the gun on the Millennium Falcon. El watched as he signed them.
"I can write anything?" He asked.
"Sure." She nodded expectantly.
He signed the pictures. On the one of him from Jedi he wrote, I love you too, and on the one in the Falcon he wrote, Time to get cocky! He had signed them both.
"Thank you so much!' El was bouncing from one foot to the other, not even realizing she was being so hyper.
Mike handed him the picture he wanted signed. "You have yourself quite a little package there. She reminds me of someone..." Hamill motioned toward El. Mike smiled.
"Yeah, she's the best. The absolute best."
Mike was having him sign a picture from the scene where Vader cuts off his hand. He looked at what Hamill wrote.
Guess this makes me cool hand Luke... and had signed it. Mike snickered.
"Thanks, Mr. Hamill. So much."
"Mr. Hamill is my dad!" He nodded to Mike and El and then was ready for his next attendee.
Mike and El walked over to an empty table. Mike had brought a couple of sleeves to put their pictures in to keep them safe and he wanted to slip them in as soon as the ink was dry.
"That was so awesome. He's so funny!" El exclaimed.
"Yeah, that was great. Did you see what he wrote on mine? He's hilarious!" Mike slid the pictures into the sleeves. "Let's go buy a shirt. It's almost noon. Do you want to go put our costumes on until like 2:00 and then change and get ready for our photo op with Mark Hamill?"
"Can we buy shirts after the photo op?"
"That's probably a better idea. Come on, let's go change." He took her hand and they went back upstairs.
They were even more of a hit on Friday than they'd been on Thursday but there were also more people there. This time they got pics with droids, with Boba Fett, the Crimson Guard and Emperor Palpatine. They found someone dressed as an awesome Lando Calrissian so they had to take their picture with him. Lando got one for himself as well. Someone had a baby they had dressed as a tiny Kylo Ren and asked El to hold it. Mike stood next to El for the picture. The lady took one with Mike's phone too, citing how precious the little family was and thanking them for doing it.
After a couple of hours making rounds and taking pictures they realized that they needed to go change again. The time had flown by, they were having so much fun. Mike's phone was full of some of the best costume pictures he'd seen and it was only the second day. The best part was that he and El were in the very best pics. They made their way back through the hall to the elevators. They stepped inside the elevator car. Two stormtroopers and a Snaggletooth were sharing the car with them so Mike took a selfie of all of them in the elevator. It was a great picture. He and El got off at their floor and quickly changed back into what they were going to wear for their picture with Mark Hamill.
El looked over at Mike, who had taken off his costume jacket and shirt and was putting on his t-shirt. When she saw how he looked in the costume pants, boots, and t-shirt she stopped him from changing further.
"Damn, you look so hot. Do not change your pants. Leave the holster and everything."
Mike complied. El got dressed, ran her brush through her hair, and they were ready to go back downstairs. Before they left the room Mike kissed her. He had wanted to for hours now and took his chance when he got it. She let him linger as long as he wanted, relishing the feeling of his lips on hers. It always seemed to take her breath away at least a little.
"Ready?"
"Uh huh." El could only get that much out and nod her head.
They checked the schedule when they got back down and everything seemed to be running smoothly. They went to where the photo would be taken, joining the line that had already formed. They weren't too far back though. The photo ops went quickly.
They chatted with some other fans until the line started to move. When they got to the photo op room they watched a couple of other people who were in line ahead of them have their picture taken with Hamill. When it was El's turn she handed security her ticket and Mike's as well, stating that they would both be in each picture. He nodded. El and Mike flanked Mark on either side and they all smiled for the camera.
"We have another one, but could we take a funny one for that?" El asked him.
"I remember you from earlier. You love me but are in love with him." El grinned. Mark Hamill remembered me!
"That's right." She smiled at Mike.
"Okay, I'm going to hug you like you belong to me." He pointed at Mike, "you try to look pissed that I'm doing it. Sound good?"
They both nodded in agreement. Mark Hamill hugged El closely with Mike standing behind them looking angry. It was perfect.
"Thanks again, guys." Hamill said as Mike and El were ushered away to allow the next person in.
They were told that they could wait a couple of minutes at a booth in the next room and their pictures would print out and they could have them right then, so they waited. They were ecstatic at what they saw when they got them. Both of the pictures had come out perfectly. They had also bought the JPEG of each picture so they would both have copies.
"What do you want to do now? Want to go buy those shirts?" Mike asked. It was almost 4:00. They hadn't eaten since breakfast and both of them were feeling hungry.
"Can we go find something to eat after we do that?"
"Definitely." Mike led her through the crowd to the special store inside that had all of the convention specific merchandise.
They each bought a shirt that had the date of the convention. They took their stuff back up to their room and El was lying on the bed looking at the program while Mike put everything away so the pictures wouldn't get bent. She checked her phone and saw that her dad had texted her back saying he was glad she was having fun. Max texted too. Her text simply said LOVE?! El thought she'd get back to Max tomorrow.
"Do you want to go out somewhere? I know my way around Indianapolis pretty well. We could go on a date." Mike looked hopeful.
The idea sounded great to El. She wanted to walk down the sidewalk with him hand in hand and eat at a little café where they could stare at one another.
"Yes. I'd love to do that."
Mike drove them to an area where he could park that was close to Central Canal. There were little bridges that crossed it occasionally and small shops and little restaurants lined the streets there. He and El held hands and walked along, looking at the water. They found a café that looked nice and ate there, the cozy feeling inside the small place making it feel intimate. Afterwards it was starting to get dark but there were lights along the waterway and the streetlights reflected from the water itself. They walked across a bridge and stopped there, looking out at the city lights and the water below them.
Mike moved behind El and wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her. El thought the whole evening was very romantic.
"Did you have a good day today?" He asked, his voice low in her ear.
"Yes. The last two days have been the best ever." She turned to face him.
They kissed in the middle of the bridge, surrounded by the city.
"Let's go back to the hotel." Mike saw the gleam in her eye and didn't need to be told twice.
They spent the better part of the night wrapped around each other, both sweaty and exhausted when they were finished. Mike had made sure that for every one time he came she had come three times and both of their minds felt like jelly when they were finally too tired to continue. They felt sleep coming on, smiles on both of their faces, Mike knowing that there would be no way they would make it downstairs before noon the next day. But that was okay, as long as they were together it was worth it. And they still had two days after Saturday.
"You said you had a surprise for me. When do I get that?" Mike asked. They were both on the edge of sleep, tangled together under the covers.
El smiled, though in the darkness he couldn't see her. "You'll get it soon. I think you'll like it. Maybe sometime Sunday."
"What is it? I need you to tell me!" He whined.
"Just be patient. It will be worth the wait. I really do promise." She kissed him until she could tell his brow wasn't furrowed anymore. "Go to sleep."
"El?" A few minutes had passed and she was almost asleep.
"Hmm?"
"I love you. Good night."
El felt him hug her tightly and was asleep in minutes, feeling more calm than she ever had.
A/N: Still a few days to go at the con. El does have a pretty good surprise for Mike, at least he'll think so. She's not playing all of her cards at once though so he'll have to wait a little bit more. We'll see what they get up to in the next couple of days. As always, thanks so much for reading!