Life Interrupted

Disclaimer: GL IS the creator. I just am the one who likes to throw a wrench into the GFFA!


(Special thanks to my muse Schmootika who wrote the hot sex scene between Han and Tika, and who also brainstorms with me late at night!)

REBELLION CELEBRATION:

The vast hall was elegantly decorated. Banners swayed from the rafters and native flowers framed the entrance to the throne room. On either side of the great hall, buffet tables lined the walls.

Kelly, dressed in a pastel green gown with shimmering appliqués sewn across the bodice, stood out against the throng of troops. Besides Leia, she was the only female in attendance.
Though she was surrounded by people, Kelly felt completely alone. She'd been taken from her home, and then from the Death Star and she felt lost. The guests milled about, laughing and drinking oblivious to her, while the sound of music drifted through the air.

She downed her drink, a blue liquid that was called Correllian Whiskey. By the way it was beginning to have an effect on her; Kelly could tell that this was not like the whiskey back home.

"So, are you enjoying yourself?" a voice asked from behind her.

Turning around, she came face to face with Luke.

"I will, as soon as a have a few more of these," she said placing the empty glass down and grabbing another.

"Would some fresh air will rouse your mood?" he asked, a boyish grin spreading across his face.

"Alright, but I'm taking this with me." Kelly replied, holding up her glass.

She took his arm and they made their way out of the old temple. A light breeze was blowing and the fresh air felt like heaven. Kelly took a deep breath and raised her eyes to the night sky. Luke, sensing her melancholy spirit, placed a hand on her cheek.

“You’ve been through alot these past couple of days.” he said quietly.

“Yes,” she replied meeting his gaze, “I don’t feel much like celebrating, it doesn’t feel......right”

“Don’t you see? Destroying the Death Star brings us that much closer to victory.”

“Victory for whom? What about all those men who died?, Thousands of them!” Kelly retorted.

“And what of Alderaan?” Luke asked, his tone also rising, “Millions of innocents died at the hands of the Empire there!”

“I’m not condoning what they did, it was wrong; But two wrongs don’t make a right. Oh, hell, I ‘m not going to pretend I understand anything about your war,” she replied exasperated.

“ I’m sorry; I don’t want to upset you. Tell me how to help you.” Luke said, cupping her face with his hands.

“I.....I don’t know. I’m not sure what I want anymore.”

Luke drew her face close to him. She could feel his hot breath upon her cheek. His parted lips pressed against Kelly’s, gently at first and then more insistently as his tongue probed her mouth. She responded to his urgency, opening her mouth to his will and meeting his passionate kisses with a fervor of her own.

They were interrupted by Leia, “Excuse me.....Luke, but General Dodonna would like a word with you.”

Winking at Kelly, Luke said, “If you’ll please excuse me, Kelly, I must go. I will catch up with you later.”

As Luke took his leave, Leia shot Kelly a severe look, her eyes showing hatred and jealousy.

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Not willing to go back the party, Kelly wandered toward the hanger area. She knew Bigfoot was working on the Falcon and with a few drinks in her, she felt brave enough to finally go check this creature out.

Approaching the Falcon, she noticed that Chewie was not alone.

“Son of a Bantha! Chewie get that scanner for me will ya?” Han barked. He was lying on his back upon a slanted plank trying to fix God knows what.
A smile formed on Kelly’s lips as she took in the site of Han and Bigfoot trying to fix that shitbox of a ship.

Pulling himself out from under his craft, Han growled, “Where is that scanner I asked for?!”

Seeing Kelly, his eyebrows rose in surprise.

“Oh, hello Earth girl. Come to join us scoundrels?” he said, getting up.

“Doesn’t sound like a bad idea, seeing that my fun was interrupted at the party,” Kelly replied dryly.

Bigfoot brought Han the scanner. Han nodded his thanks and then he motioned for Kelly to join him aboard the ship. Han turned on the device, indicating that Kelly should follow along as he did a walk through. They ended the tour in the cargo hold.

“Not detecting any problems here,” he said shutting down the device. “Green looks good on you, Earth girl,” Han observed.

“So, whadda say....can you see yourself with a scoundrel?” he asked, sauntering over to her.

Han had one hand on his hip and he leaned the other against the wall over her head. From his smile, Kelly could tell exactly what was on his mind.

“Why Captain Solo, do you want to fuck me?” Kelly asked archly, taking the bold approach.

‘No use beating around the bush. My luck seems to suck lately,’ she thought to herself.

“Now, that is a dangerous question, but I think you already know what my answer is.”

Han wasted no time. Leaning in close he hungrily kissed Kelly, moving his mouth down her neck and over her breast, licking and nipping at her soft flesh. Lifting her gown, he groped her thighs, letting his hands come to rest on her firm buttocks. While squeezing them, he thrust his hips forward allowing her to feel his swollen member between her legs.

Kelly ran her hands through his hair, returning his kisses and softly groaning in his ear.

“You don’t know how much I need this.....release,” she whispered, “ I want you inside of me, please.”

“ And I want to be inside you babe, lets see if your ready ,” he said between urgent kisses.

Han moved his fingers over her panties and pulled them off. He slowly rubbed her soft folds until he came to her wet spot. Letting out a soft sigh, he slid two fingers inside her. In a steady circular motion he massaged her slick heat. Kelly closed her legs together and squeezed her muscles against him, grinding her hips to the rhythm of his movements.

Just as she was about to peak, he withdrew his hand, and swiftly replaced it with his thick, hard shaft. Kelly thought for sure her heart would stop at the sheer pleasure of him entering her. He plunged in and out of her in frenzied desire, while her hands clutched at his shoulders and back.
She was on the brink of orgasm once again, when the cargo bay shook violently.

Something had exploded above them and debris began spilling from overhead compartments. Something solid, and quite heavy, hit Han on the side of his head, knocking him to the floor.

Kelly immediately dropped to her knees to check on him. He was conscience, but dazed. Blood oozed from a gash on the left side of his face.

“What the......,” Han murmured, trying to get up. A maneuver he found impossible, due to the dizziness that had set in.

“Fuck!” Kelly exclaimed, using Han’s discarded jacket to apply pressure to the wound.

Hearing Bigfoot approaching, she quickly zipped up Han’s trousers. As soon as he entered the cargo hold, Chewie growled out an explanation only Han could understand.

“Damn it, Chewie! It’ll take even longer to fix that hyperdrive now!” Han exploded.

Chewie lifted Han to his feet, and then both pilots headed to the infirmary.

Kelly stormed back to her room. Once again, fate had fucked her over and good this time. Twice she had been so close to intimacy and each time her pleasure had been interrupted by events beyond her control.

Frustrated and angry, self love once again proved to be the only release within her means.

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Sleep did not come easily that night. When she finally did drift into the black abyss, strange images plagued her. She was in her father’s house, wandering through the rooms, calling for him. Then the dream changed and; she found herself floating above the Earth, moving father and father away until it was just a speck of light in the distance. Again, the dream changed, this time she was pinned helplessly against the bed, muscular arms and leather clad hands holding her down.
Kelly’s naked body lay trapped beneath him. Her legs tightly wrapped themselves around his waist as she instinctively thrust her pubis forward to entice Vader.

As if in answer, he lifted himself off of her and slid his erect cock fully inside her. Flesh slapped against leather as their bodies rocked in perfect harmony. Nothing could stop his incursion now. Kelly groaned in pure ecstasy, as the orgasm shook through her. Vader howled as his hot seed flooded into her.

“This is only the beginning; I will find you, my Earth girl,” Vader said in his deep baritone voice, and then the apparition was gone.

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HOTH SYSTEM:

Now that the Empire knew the Rebels were on Yavin, a new military base had to be found. A snow covered planet, mostly devoid of life, seemed a fitting place to house the Rebel Alliance. It was called Hoth.

Ever since their interrupted love making session, Han had made a point of avoiding Kelly. He seemed embarrassed and avoided looking into her eyes whenever they ran into each other.
Luke, on the other hand, made a habit of seeking her out. He would spend any free time he could spare getting to know her better, much to the vexation of Princess Leia.

Leia's duty as a senator, however, kept her well occupied and out of the way.

It didn’t take long for Kelly to make friends. One of those friends was Tika, a rogue pilot and former cohort of Han Solo's. At one time a dancer at Jabba’s Place, Tika had escaped with the help of Boba Fett, a bounty hunter, for whom she worked for until she'd paid him back the price of her freedom. Working with Han, she'd helped create many diversions to keep the Imperial Navy from capturing the smuggling pirate. Tika, having a bounty on her own head courtesy of the Empire, joined the Rebellion, lending her services as pilot.

It was Tika who took Kelly under her wing, giving her a job and showing her the ropes. She was very patient and understanding of the fact that this Earth girl had no knowledge of their technology or lifestyle.

One afternoon, Tika wandered the cargo bay and bumped into Han.

"Hey sexy, whathca doin?"

Han turned to see his old girlfriend in a pilot's uniform. "You know, I never expected to see you on this iceberg, let alone joined in the Rebellion," he replied with an impish grin.

Throwing her arms around him she planted a big kiss on his lips. Han reached down and fondled her behind through the flight suit.

"Doesn't do a thing for your figure dear," he snorted as he led her past the ships that were docked.

As they turned down the corridor, she pushed him into an open storage room and closed the door behind her; Funny how they always seemed to wind up fucking whenever their paths crossed.

"I’ve been dying to get reacquainted," she said in a low, deep voice as she started to unzip her uniform.

Han eagerly threw off his shirt and helped her out of the suit. He held her close as he nuzzled against her neck and planted wet kisses on her throat. Fumbling with his belt, she finally got it off and tossed it aside as she undid his pants and slid them down. Grabbing her by the hips, he turned her to face a shelf and kissed along her back as he pushed two fingers into her already wet core.

Gasping she wiggled her behind at him and said, "Bring it on, baby!"

Han smirked and with one powerful thrust, sheathed himself to the hilt. Gasping, grunting and grinding against him, she met each stroke with one of her own. His breath came in short gasps as the sweat rolled down their naked bodies. Han gripped her tightly, something that she adored; She knew he was leaving bruises that would last for days. They rode each other until she was just on the brink. Then the door flew open.

A shocked Leia took in the sight before her and snorted. Tika looked back at her, smirked, and moved over, slamming the door in her face. Han looked stunned as she slid back over to him.

"Now where were we," she said as she guided Han's hardness back inside her.

"Oh, yeah. That's it," Tika moaned as Han, now oblivious to the interruption, pounded wildly into her.

Tika growled as she arched her back and felt Han swell inside her. They came with such force, that it seemed everything in the room would fall off the shelves. Fortunately for Han, nothing did.

Their screams and grunts must have been heard over the entire base. As they panted, trying to regain their composure, Tika gathered up her uniform and slid back into it as Han zipped her up.

"A pleasure as always, " he smirked, kissing her once again.

"The pleasure was all mine, Captain," she replied as she squeezed his behind.

Opening the door, Tika and Han went separate ways. Each of them had a large grin on their faces. Han passed Leia in the hallway and she gave him a nasty look.

"What?" he said as he put on his best innocent expression.

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Luke was missing. He had gone on surveillance and never returned. Eventually, Han decided to go after him. Kelly and Tika were both worried. They stayed awake all night awaiting news, but there was none. Finally, at dawn a search and rescue crew canvassed the area. Tika, not one to sit back any longer and wait, set off in her own skiff to search for Han and Luke.

After what seemed and eternity, word came that they had been found. Luke was brought to the infirmary and treated for hypothermia. Kelly watched at they placed him in the bacta tank. Soon, Luke had regained consciousness and was resting in a medbed.

“You scared the living shit out of me, thought you were gonna be a permanent popsicle!” She scolded.

“Sorry, it wasn’t intentional....I lost my sense of direction,” Luke defended himself, a look of guilt flitting across his face.

Kelly smiled, “Well, you’re forgiven, this time.”

“I need some warming up. Why don’t we see if your kisses can raise my core temperature?” He asked, pulling her to him.

In a flurry of haste, their clothing was discarded. In next to no time, Kelly was straddling Luke on the medbed. Running her hands over his bare chest, she rubbed her mound over his rising hardness. Moving her hips in a swirling rhythm, she spread her wetness over the rod between his legs. Grabbing her hips, he lifted her up and impaled her. Kelly bent down and smothered him with deep kisses.

Wrapping his arms around her, he flipped her onto her back so that she lay beneath him. Taking her hands, he placed them over her head. Kelly spread her legs farther apart and wrapped them around his waist. His thrusts grew urgent and more powerful. She felt his manhood enter her deeper with each push, until she felt he couldn’t possible delve inside her any further. Her body ached for him. Luke lifted himself up, leaning on the palms of his hands, so that his eyes could meet Kelly’s.

She caught her breath, for at that moment she felt a strong sense of deja’ vu. Only she didn’t know why Luke would be familiar to her. This was their first time making love.

“You belong to me." He said through clenched teeth.


“Luke!” The door was pushed open violently, and Leia ran into the room. The look of utter astonishment on her face was priceless, “I suggest you get ready, we’re preparing for a surface attack. Star Destroyers have been sighted.”

Kelly could feel Luke becoming soft inside her, it had started the moment Leia had entered.

With a look of irritation on his face, Luke lifted himself up off the bed and wrapped a blanket around his waist. He left the room to gather his flight gear.

Still in the medbed, Kelly drew the sheet over her. Leia, seemingly not finished with Kelly yet, marched across the room.

“I see our resident whore has been quite busy lately. You slut! I guess we're all aware by now, that fucking is the only thing you know how to do!” Raising her hand high she slapped Kelly across the face.

Fury swelled inside Kelly. Unable to stop herself , her hand reached for the nearest weapon, a scalpel. Without warning, she flicked the scalpel down Leia’s face, making a slit from her right eye to her cheek. Leia screamed in agony, bringing her hands to her face. Kelly threw the cursed object to the floor and clutching the sheet around her, fled the room.

In the quarters she shared with Tika, Kelly raced to get dressed as if the devil himself were after her. Her heart pounded in her chest.

‘What have I done? Attacking the princess; what the fuck was I thinking?’ Her mind raced. Thoughts of being arrested, or of being executed for her attack on Leia, crept into her head.

She was sure they would come for her any minute. No one did. She had forgotten that the Imperial Navy was on their way. The Rebels were preparing for a surface attack.

Where the hell was Tika?

Thinking her friend may be in the hanger, she headed straight there, taking a different route away from the infirmary.

Rebel fighters were readying for flight. Luke was among them, watching R2D2 being loaded onto the back of his fighter. When Luke saw Kelly he ran up to her. Tears of regret welled in her eyes. She wanted to tell him of what she'd done, but time wouldn’t allow it.

Wiping her tears away he said, “Don’t cry, I promise I won’t get lost this time. We will resume our little ‘session’ when I return.” He brushed his lips softly against hers and quickly boarded his ship.

Kelly searched the hanger bay for Tika, but to no avail. She set off to find General Dodonna to see if he had heard from her.

On her way to the control room, explosions rocked the underground caverns. Walls caved in, and fires erupted. Upon reaching her destination, she spied Leia across the room. Leia was leaning over and studying the radar. She looked up abruptly and met Kelly’s gaze. Her face was stitched, and sterile butterfly strips covered most of the wound.

General Dodonna gave the word for evacuation. Immediately, the ground crew left their stations and made their way to the hanger bay to board shuttles. Kelly hung back, fully intending to speak with Leia. Suddenly, part of the ceiling collapsed, and falling debris blocked her way to the exit. Lifting her head, she spotted Han grab Leia by the arm and pull her out into the corridor.

“Wait for me! Help! I’m still here!” Kelly screamed, but her words were lost in the loudness of the attack.

Crawling on her stomach, she managed to make her way to the exit. Half frozen, she dashed in the direction of Han’s ship.

‘Oh, God don’t leave me here!’

Rounding the corner, she arrived just in time to see the Falcon lift off and shoot out of sight.

Fear gripped her as she realized she had been left behind. Hoping someone would still be in the hanger bay, she turned to make her way back to it. She didn‘t get very far.

There, standing before her, was Lord Vader, flanked by snow troopers.