Author's note: I hope I don't disappoint anyone but we're going to skip ahead in time in this chapter. Just a warning.
Things are going to get hot and heavy for a romantic couple BUT it's just gonna be pg-13.
Don't worry.
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Obi-Wan Kenobi stood in the empty Lars homestead, his heart heavy with guilt and regret. He had failed to sense that Leia was being abused all these years, and now he was too late to save her from the clutches of the Sith.
As he looked around the abandoned home, he saw all the signs of neglect and mistreatment. The furniture was broken and tattered, and the floors were littered with debris. It was clear that the Lars had not been able to care for the child properly, and Obi-Wan felt a pang of sadness and anger at their neglect.
He couldn't help but wonder what could have been different? Maybe he had been more vigilant, more attuned to the Force? Perhaps he could have saved Leia from this fate. But now, all he could do was mourn and hope that she would find some measure of safety and comfort in the situation she was in.
As he stood there, lost in thought, he suddenly heard a voice in his mind, responding to his words he had spoken earlier. It was Darth Vader.
THEIR LIVES WERE DISPOSABLE.
My child is my child. I don't give a damn about their lives.
Their parents failed to protect them. I will not fail my child.
I will not fail again to protect the one I love.
The Jedi felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't believe that his friend had become the ruthless Sith Lord, Darth Vader.
Obi-Wan sighed heavily and shook his head. Why had he even tried to speak logic to a sith, when they see without reason?
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Newly-turned eighteen-year-old Leia Skywalker took a sip of her alcoholic beverage, fully aware that if her father knew where she was and what she was doing, he would kill her, metaphorically speaking. Her eyes scanned the room; she was in a bar she had never been to on a planet she had never visited before. While her father was away handling some empire business in the galaxy, Leia sought some fun and excitement.
She was fueled by her desire for adventure due the upcoming plans she had with her father. Together, they planned to overthrow the Emperor and establish themselves as partners in ruling the galaxy. Lost in thought, Leia was startled when a masculine voice spoke to her.
"Excuse me, miss, but did you know you have the eye of every man at the bar?" An older man with brown hair and piercing hazel eyes had approached her. Leia had hoped to meet an attractive man to share new experiences with before her impending battle, but she never expected someone so captivating to approach her.
Hello, hot stuff. Leia thought with glee.
Leia felt a rush of excitement as the handsome stranger spoke to her.
"Really?" Leia asked, raising a seductive brow and spinning in her chair to get a better look around the bar. True to the stranger's word, many men had been watching her, but now caught, they quickly averted their gazes and pretended to be interested in their drinks. Leia couldn't help but laugh.
"You weren't kidding!" The Sith lady smiled at the handsome man who had the courage to approach her. "Well, it seems you were the only one brave enough to come over and talk to me. I have to wonder why."
The man gave a smooth, confident shrug.
"Lady, when you experience near-death situations as often as I do, you learn to take your chances."
Leia smirked, knowing full well what he meant with her plausible death from Palpatine looming over her head.
"I know exactly what you mean." She answered with a smile before taking a sip of her drink.
The man's hazel eyes lit up.
"The name is Han Solo. Would you do me the honor of telling me yours, beautiful?" Han asked, extending his hand towards Leia.
"Leia. Leia Skywalker." She replied, taking his hand delicately and shaking it.
Han whistled.
"A pretty name for a stunning woman, definitely fitting."
Leia laughed, feeling herself blush at his compliment.
"Thank you, you're quite the looker yourself, handsome."
Han's eyes widened in happy surprise, and he blushed as his eyes twinkled.
"Wow, me? Handsome? Usually I have to buy a lady a few drinks before I can get her to say anything like that," he joked, making Leia laugh again.
"As you said, chances and all." Leia replied.
Han nodded, stunned that the attractive woman before him thought he was anything special.
"Yeah, about that...what do you say I buy you a bite to eat as we get to know each other?"
Leia tilted her head, pleased at the prospect.
"I'd love that, Mr. Solo," she answered.
Han politely excused himself momentarily with Leia and made his way over to Chewbacca, who was downing a orange beverage. Han leaned in to speak with Chewie, "Change of plans, buddy. She said yes, so we can't go to the planet tonight."
Chewbacca let out a complaint in Wookiee language.
Han chuckled, patting Chewie on the back.
"I know, buddy. I'm sorry, but if you ever meet an attractive Wookiee lady, I won't stand in your way. I'll remember this," Han said apologetically to Chewbacca. "There's something about her... I don't know... It's different than with other gals," he added, hinting at the one-night stands he had sometimes.
Chewbacca let out a sigh, understanding the situation, and waved a furry paw, gesturing for Han to go ahead with his plans.
Han looked at Chewbacca with a grateful expression. "Thanks, buddy. You're the best co-pilot a guy could ask for," he said, patting Chewie's furry arm. "And don't worry, I'll make it up to you. I'll even let you have the last slice of bantha pie in the fridge," he added with a mischievous grin. Chewbacca growled in amusement, and Han headed back to where Leia was waiting.
"I've never been to this planet before. It's quite different from the ones I've visited with my father." Leia confessed as they exited the bar.
It was true. Leia had grown up traveling the galaxy with her father, visiting different planets and encountering all sorts of species. But this planet was different. It was unlike any she had ever seen before. The architecture of the buildings were unique, with intricate designs and colors that she had never seen used in such a way.
The people were diverse, with different skin colors and clothing styles that were also new to her. Leia felt a sense of wonder and excitement as she took in her surroundings. It was refreshing to experience something so unfamiliar and new, and she was grateful for the opportunity to explore this part of the galaxy as her father was away.
Han's expression lit up with excitement as Leia shared that she had never been to the planet before.
"Really? Well then, I have just the thing to make your first visit a memorable one. I know a vendor who makes the best food on this planet. You have to try it," he said, his eyebrows raised in enthusiasm.
Leia followed Han to a nearby food vendor, the smell of exotic spices wafting through the air. The vendor was a small, rotund alien with six arms, each of them working in tandem to create the perfect snack. Han approached him and greeted him in the local dialect.
The vendor grinned, his eyes crinkling in the corners. "Ah, Han Solo! My favorite customer! What can I get for you today?"
Han leaned in close and whispered something to the vendor, who nodded and began working his magic. In no time at all, he produced two steaming hot snacks and handed them over to Han.
"Try it," Han said, holding out a snack to Leia. "Trust me, you're going to love it."
Leia took a cautious bite, her taste buds exploding with flavor. She couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan.
"This is incredible!"
Han laughed at her reaction, clearly pleased with himself. "Told you so. This vendor is a bit of a secret. Not too many people know about him, but those who do keep coming back for more."
"I can see why." She exclaimed, licking some sauce off her finger.
As they finished eating, Han suggested they take a stroll in a nearby park.
As they left the busy street behind, they entered a lush park that looked like it belonged in a fairy tale. There were towering trees, their branches intertwined and decorated with colorful lights that gave the whole place a magical feeling. In the distance, they could see a fountain, its water illuminated with a blue light that reflected off the nearby trees.
Han led Leia along a winding path, their steps softened by the thick grass. As they walked, they could hear the gentle sound of a nearby waterfall, the spray catching the moonlight in a way that made it look like a cascade of sparkling stars.
The park was quiet and peaceful, and the two of them were alone except for a few creatures that scurried in the bushes. Han looked at Leia, the light of the park reflected in her eyes, making them seem almost otherworldly.
"So, what brings you to this planet?" he asked, breaking the comfortable silence.
Leia hesitated for a moment, not wanting to reveal her true intentions.
"Just...traveling," she finally answered, forcing a smile. She didn't want to frighten Han away with talk of the Emperor and being a Sith.
Han nodded.
Leia smiled, grateful that he believed her lie. "What about you? What brings you to this place?"
Han's expression turned a bit more serious. "Just doing some business, you know how it is. I won't bore you with the details."
Leia nodded, understanding that he had his reasons for being on this planet. With the Force she could sense what he did to make money, but she wouldn't pry it out of him.
As they continued walking, the park became even more beautiful, with trees and flowers of all different colors lining their path. The night sky was clear, allowing the stars to be seen shining brightly above them.
Han turned to Leia and grinned. "I've been coming to this planet for years and I still can't get enough of this park. It's the perfect place to escape the hustle and bustle of the city and just... relax."
Leia couldn't agree more. The combination of the natural beauty of the park and Han's charming presence made her feel at ease, like she didn't have a care in the galaxy. They found a bench to sit on, overlooking a small pond filled with colorful fish.
For a moment, they sat in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company and the peaceful ambiance of the park. Leia felt herself getting lost in the moment, forgetting for just a little while that she was a Sith and he was a smuggler.
They talked about their favorite movies, their favorite foods, and their favorite hobbies. Han was surprised to find that Leia was a skilled pilot, just like he was, she having learned from her father. They shared stories about their flying experiences.
They laughed and joked with each other, finding that they had more in common than they thought. Han even taught Leia a few tricks on how to cheat at a game of sabacc, which she found amusing.
They also talked about some of their pasts, a little about where they came from, and what led them to be where they are today. Leia had reluctantly shared about growing up and being abused and then rescued by her father. Han felt compelled to open up in return. He revealed to her that he was a smuggler and after hearing her own story he wanted to show her that he too had experienced struggles and hardship. He shared with her the fact that his mother had been an alcoholic, which had caused him much pain and heartache growing up.
As they talked, they found themselves drawn to each other, feeling a connection that neither of them had felt before. It was as if they had known each other for years, instead of just a few hours.
Han checked his chrono and realized the time had flown by.
"Wow, it's getting late," he said, looking up at the stars. "I don't want to keep you out too late. Can I walk you to your room or something?"
Leia smiled softly, feeling a flutter in her chest at his kindness.
"I appreciate the offer, but I'm actually staying on a shuttle nearby. It's not far from here."
Han nodded understandingly. "Alright then. Well, let me at least walk you back to your shuttle. Wouldn't want any trouble for you on the way."
Leia felt a sudden rush of excitement mixed with nervousness.
She turned to Han and asked, "Why don't you take me back to your room first? I'd like to see where you're staying"
Han looked at her with a mischievous grin. "I don't have a room, sweetheart. I have a ship."
She gave him a seductive look and said, "Well, you could always find a room for the night, couldn't you?"
Han's eyes widened in realization, feeling a little foolish for not picking up on her hint earlier. He cleared his throat and chuckled nervously, "Uh, yeah, sure. I know a decent hotel not too far from here."
Han closed the motel room door. As soon as he turned around after locking the door, Leia grabbed him by the collar and kissed him hungrily.
The suddenness of the kiss took him off guard, but he quickly responded, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer.
Han and Leia undressed each other until they were down to their undergarments. Han carried her to the bed. They continued kissing passionately, with Han over her, until Leia suddenly took control and flipped him onto his back. She grinned at his startled expression as she sat on top of him and then leaned in to kiss him again.
"I never imagined how good kissing could feel," Leia breathed against his lips, before capturing them once more.
In the midst of their heated exchange, it took Han a few moments to register what Leia had just said. He pulled away from her, his expression questioning.
"Wait. What do you mean by that?" he asked. "Are you telling me you've never been kissed before?"
Leia looked self-conscious and ashamed for a moment.
"Yes, do you have a problem with that?" she questioned, feeling a surge of conflicting emotions. She was standing in the middle of a Sith bridge, torn between intense anger towards Han and a fierce desire for him. She had to have him, and she would make him see that he needed her too if he didn't already.
Han could see the conflicting emotions on her face and knew that she was hurt.
"No, I don't have a problem with that," he said, reaching out to gently touch her cheek. "I just can't do what you want now."
Leia looked up at him with a mixture of confusion and disappointment. "Then what's the problem? Are you not attracted to me anymore?"
Han looked at her in disbelief. He covered his face with both hands and let out a pained groan.
"Oh, you're killing me! Have you seen yourself? You're one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid eyes on, and I've never felt more attracted to anyone than I am to you right now. I know I'm going to be beating myself up later and taking a lot of cold showers for doing now what I think is the right thing."
Leia's eyes widened in surprise at his words. "Then why won't you...?" she trailed off.
"I can't live with myself being a woman's first and just treating it like it's not a big deal. Perhaps I'm just old-fashioned but I believe every woman's first time should be special."
"This isn't special?" Leia questioned confused and a bit hurt.
Leia's question caught Han off guard. He knew that he had to make her understand his reasoning, but he didn't want to hurt her anymore.
"It's not that it's not special," he said, reaching for her hand and taking it before giving it a kiss. "It's just that I want it to be more than just a physical act."
He gazed into her eyes, hoping she would understand his intentions. "I want your first time to be special, Leia. As in I want to light candles, play your favorite music, and take things slow. Making love, not just having sex."
Leia's confusion grew as she struggled to understand Han's views on intimacy. As a Sith, she had always been taught to seek out pleasure and give into her desires without restraint. To her, sex was simply a means of satisfying physical urges and nothing more.
"What's the big deal?" she asked, genuinely puzzled. "Why does it have to be so special? Isn't it just a physical act?"
Han sat up and took Leia in his arms, sighing as he ran a hand through his hair.
"Let me try to show you," he said softly. "I care for you now, and tonight I felt a connection with you. Do you feel the same?"
Leia nodded with a smile, feeling a mix of intense emotions she couldn't quite describe.
"Good. I'm glad," Han smiled back. "Hold on to that feeling, that connection. Don't let it go."
Leia nodded again, feeling a sense of familiarity in Han's words that reminded her of Sith instructions when meditating.
Han then kissed her, but it wasn't like any kiss she had ever experienced with him before. It wasn't fueled by lust or desire, but rather by the brief meaningful connection that they shared. When the kiss ended, Leia found herself staring into Han's eyes, lost in what had just happened. She could feel her heart beating faster than ever before, and she knew that something inside her had changed forever. It was a feeling of hope, of light, that seemed to shine through the darkness that had always surrounded her and filled her.
For the first time in her life, Leia began to wonder what it would be like to experience life without the constant weight of greed and desire pulling her down and it frightened her.
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For the next month, Han and Leia met up often whenever their schedules allowed it. They rendezvoused on different planets, always finding a way to spend time together despite their busy lives. As they spent more time together, Leia found herself slowly falling for Han, and she could sense that he was feeling the same way.
Leia kept her relationship with Han a secret from her father, knowing that if Darth Vader ever found out about their connection, Han would face castration or death. She made sure to be cautious and discreet, always watching her back and making sure that no one was following her.
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Author's note: Father Vader will return in this story shortly, don't worry. Lol. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter.