A Moment Alone

Leia was furious. How dare Solo imply that she wanted him to stay on Hoth for any other than professional reasons, she thought to herself, the rebellion needs people, even people like him.

Leia wandered through the maze of ice caverns that made up the interior of Echo Base. She didn’t know where she was headed, but she didn’t care. She needed some time to think, Han’s words had so infuriated her that she didn’t think she could function in the control room. She couldn’t believe anyone could so arrogant, but she supposed that if he really was leaving she wouldn’t have to put up with that for long.

Stepping through a pressure door, she finally came out of her reverie. Looking around her she discovered she was in a part of Echo Base she hadn’t seen before. Above her an immense cavern receded to a distant roof covered in ice stalactites. Around her were packing crates and cargo containers of every describable shape and size with labels indicating heating equipment. Leia knew that rebel engineers had been at work for months hollowing out the caves before her Yavin cell had even evacuated to Hoth, but she had never though about where all the equipment was stored. Now she knew.

Leia took a moment to savor her first time alone since her cabin on the Tantive IV before exploring the cargo bay further. She found laser cutters, portable space heaters, thermal blankets, and many other tools suited for making a warren of ice caves, all in containers encrusted with several months of icicles.

As she stared at those icicles Leia realized this might be her only moment alone for some time and she decided she may as well enjoy herself. She was so deep in the base that she knew no one would disturb her She grabbed a thermal blanket from a crate and made her way towards the far end of the maze of cargo containers, well out of site of anyone who ventured this far into echo base. She set her comlink on a container, laid down the blanket, stretched out across it, and heaved a satisfied sigh as she relaxed for the first time in her recent memory. The annoyance caused by Han Solo seemed to melt away.

Leia ran an idle hand up the side of her body, brushing against the side of her breast. It felt good; she hadn’t had any release in a long while, her mind having been so caught up the rebellion against the Empire. She ran the hand along the lower curve of her breast through the heavy material of her winter gear finally moving her hand to the zipper of her jacket. Slowly, savoring each moment, she drew the zipper further and further down until she reached the bottom.

She drew the jacket open and breathed in sharply as the cold air of Hoth caressed her newly bared breasts. Her nipples became instantly hard at the change in temperature. She ran her hand up and down, tracing the outline of first the right breast, then the left one, reveling in the familiar feeling of her own body.

Lying flat on her back with her jacket unzipped and breasts exposed, Leia brought her other hand up to simultaneously rub her breasts. Her breathing became heavier as her gentle caresses became more and more pleasurable. She quickened of the hands wandering over her chest, and a low moan escaped her lips, lost in the vastness of the cargo bay. The pleasure was becoming almost unbearable, but something held her back from the point of release.

Sweating in the cold air, Leia sat up and looked around her. Her eyes fell on a particularly thick icicle on a container across the room. Not caring if anyone saw her flushed face and open jacket, she got up and walked over to the icicle. It was more than a foot long and almost two inches thick. It broke off in her hand and she looked at its size with a little trepidation, but it was the best candidate in the immediate vicinity. Striding back to her blanket she set the icicle down and removed her boots. She set them off to the side and lay back down.

Leia lifted her hips and slid her pants down and off, exposing the rest of herself to the prying eyes of the cargo crates. She ran her hands down her body one more time, and then reached for the icicle. She touched it to each nipple and rubbed it slowly down her body. She gasped as it reached her center, resting gently on the pink outer lips. Leia began to slowly push the icicle into her womanhood. The feeling was incredible, the cold of the icicle meeting her innermost heat was almost more than she could stand, but she kept going. Opening her eyes she looked down and saw herself impaled on the steaming icicle, taking its full width into her.

She could feel the icicle melting inside of her, and while the sensation was the most erotic thing she had ever felt, she knew she didn’t have much time. Slowly at first, but with increasing passion Leia moved in the icicle in and out. Her breathing intensified with the motion of the icicle and she began to moan with the rhythm. She was so close, the hand holding the icicle was a blur of motion as she threw her head back and moaned so loud it echoed. But then the last of the icicle melted away, becoming liquid that spilled out her.

Nearly beside herself with pent up passion, the princess looked around for something, anything to sate her lust. She got up, her socked feet cold on the floor of the ice cave. Searching around her she saw a curious ice formation behind a pile of crates. It was a stalactite which had grown out horizontally from the cave wall. Desperately she got on her hands and knees and backed up until the tip of the stalactite was brushing the heat of her opening. She pushed back further and closed her eyes with the strain of the stalactite entering her, filling her until she thought she would burst. After letting herself adjust to this knew intrusion, she began to rock back and forth. Not caring if anyone heard her, Leia grunted and moaned in time with her body movements. The ecstasy built and built, she reached back a hand to brush her clit and her mind exploded. She threw her head back and screamed as she orgasmed onto the melting stalactite. She continued rocking back and forth squeezing every last drop of pleasure out of her release until finally exhausted she collapsed onto the floor.

For nearly two minutes Leia lay unable to move, the afterglow of her first orgasm in months washing over her. She finally began to feel the coldness rushing in to replace the heat of her passion and realized that she was lying on the floor of ice cave naked except for her jacket and socks. She forced herself to get up and, completely relaxed now, walked over and donned her pants and boots. Putting the blanket back in the crate she had found it in, she retrieved her comlink and strode from the deserted cargo bay. Smiling to herself, Leia resolved to remember her way back to this particular area in case the rebels stayed on Hoth for an extended period of time.