The Recovery
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
12,039
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1
Recommended:
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The Recovery
THE RECOVERY
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns the rights to these characters. I'm only writing this story for fun.
Pairings: Luke/OC
Luke had been recovering in the infirmary about a day so, in addition to a full day in the bacta tank. Han, Leia and Chewie had stopped by and saw how he was doing. The medical droid ordered him time after time to lay back on the bed and rest, but Luke knew that he had to exercise to help speed up his recovery. Plus, if he was to visit Dagobah and learn from Yoda, he had to be in better shape than he was at present. No doubt that Yoda would scoff at his lack of trimness.
Meanwhile, Leia and Han were conferring with each other on how best to speed along Luke's recovery. "Leia, are you sure that is wise and effective?" Han asked, skeptically.
"I'm sure, Han. If a patient is unable or under orders not to excessively walk arour jor jog after a bacta treatment session, then this is the next best thing. It was standard practice on Alderaan," she explained.
"But sex? How will that help speed up his recovery?" Han asked incredously, then turned and scowled at Chewie, who was chuckling as only a Wookie could. "Laugh it up, fuzzball, but I'm serious. Plus, with the re hre hunting us, is this a wise thing?"
"Han, we're not talking about a relationship here. And yes, as pleasureable as sex is, it is also good for the body because it is kind of a workout, so to speak," Leia countered, with a slight edge to her voice. Han threw up his hands as if he was surrendering and conceding the argument to her.
"OK...then who's going to have sex with Luke? You?" Han asked, half mockingly and half serious.
"Don't be silly. I have too much to do to engage in a sex session right now. But I do know the perfect person. How about Anya Colous?" Leia suggested. Han was about to argue further, but stopped and rubbed his chin as if considering the possibility. "She will probably be easy to convince since it is wknowknown she has a crush on Luke."
"That's a good suggestion. I'll go find her," Han offered. He and Chewie left the room and went to where the speeders were. There he found a tall, blond haired young woman testing one of the speeder's engine. He walked over to her and said, "Hey Anya."
"Yes, Captain Solo?" she answered, turning around with some sort of tools in each of her hands.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but do you have a crush on Commander Luke Skywalker?" he asked, gently and quietly, hoping not to anger her or embarrass her. His question did seem to cause a reaction as she blushed.
"Yes, but why are you asking?" she asked, slightly embarrassed, but also curious.
"Well, Luke was attacked by a Wampa and also suffered from frostbite while patrolling. He's already had a treatment session in the bacta tank, but...well, Princess Leia has suggested, and backed up by the medical droid that there might be a more effective treatmentt wit will speed his recovery."
"What kind of treatment?" Anya asked, her curiousity clearly rising.
"Well...I don't know how to say this, but since you have a crush on him...the treatment would be sex."
"Sex?" Anya asked incredously. She could nelieelieve her ears, although she has always dreamed about having sex with Luke Skywalker, hero of the destruction of the Death Star. "Sure, I'll have sex with him."
Meanwhile, Luke was moving about, making sure that he was fit to be mobile. After a brief walk around the infirmary, he determined he was fit to return to duty. Just then, the medical droid came in. "Sir, what are you doing?" it asked in as an alarmed tone as a droid could have.
"Just making sure I'm fit to be mobile. Don't worry, I'm getting better and I do need to move around," Luke pointed out to the medical droid. Sometimes these medical droids were not good substitutes for flesh and blood medical personnel. Maybe the Alliance should invest in a good medical human/alien staff. He would bring that up to Princess Leia or General Rieekan whenever he got the chance.
"Well, sir, we're about to finish up your treatment. Put on a robe and follow me," the droid instructed. Sighing, Luke stripped down to his underwear, although it was extremely cold and put on a bathrobe. Wondering if he was due in for another bacta session, he followed the droid. But his curiousity started rising when they passed the bacta room and instead came to what appeared to be private quarters. Going inside, he found Anya sitting in a chair, also in nothing but a robe. What the heck was going on?
"Hello, Commander Skywalker. That will be all, doctor," she said and the medical droid left. She got up and started walking to the puzzled commander. "Are you ready for your final treatment?" she asked with a naughty smile on her face.
"And what kind of treatment is this?" Luke asked, sort of puzzled, but starting to get a feel for what the correct answer is. If his intuition was right, then he didn't know if he should accept the treatment with open arms or refuse it. But if it were medical orders and the choice was the bacta tank, he would choose this treatment instead.
"Sex. Basically you are mine for an hour. After then, your treatment is over and you can resume your duties." She then walked closer to him and pulled his head down to hers and their mouths met in a long kiss. Needing no encouragement, Luke put his hands around her and was surprised to see that her robe barely covered her ass. He started to squeeze her buttocks, which only served Anya to increase the passion behind her kiss and to become hornier.
Luke reached for the front of his robe to untie it and Anya did the same. Soon, they both were only in their underwear. Resuming the kiss, their hands explored each other's bodies. Breaking off the kiss, Luke went in to kiss her breasts, which caused Anya to moan. But then she shook her head as if to clear off some cobwebs that had formed.
"As fun as this foreplay is, the treatment calls for sex and not foreplay," she teasingly scolded. She then reached over to Luke and yanked down his boxers. She then pulled down her panties and although they were cold, they managed to not be uncomfortable. "Now, pick me up, carry me over to the bed and fuck me senseless," she commanded. He complied by picking her up and she put both her arms around his neck. He carried her over to the bed and placed her gently on the bed, with her lying on the back. He then positioned himself for entry. "Don't worry, it won't hurt," she said. Raising his eyebrows, Luke must've concluded that she wasn't a virgin or at least had some self-pleasure break her barrier. No matter, he slowly went inside her.
Slowly, she began to move with his rhythm and heps mps matched his movements thrust for thrust. Although Luke had never really had sex before, he had seen others have sex and have masturbated before, so he knows what the ultimate pleasure will feel like. She moaned as his thrusts increased with each thrust. Despite the cold, they were going at it at such a fevered pitch, that they were both sweating buckets. Luke could not hold on for much longer and soon released himself while she was overcome as well. Then they fell into each other's arms. After a couple of minutes of cuddling and kissing, Anya said, "Only twenty minutes have passed. You still have forty minutes to go," she smiled. Then they both went back at it, each fucking each other in different positions until the hour was up.
Unknown to Luke, but to Anya, Han and Leia had set up a camera in the room to monitor Luke's "treatment." Apparently, the sex had worked to relieve the pain still lingering from the wampa attack and the frostbite. res resisted the urge to say to Han "I told you so." Suddenly, General Rieekan's voice came over their comm badges: "Princess Leia, Captain Solo, please report to the warroom." Leia and Han complied and there they learned of a strange signal. That signal turned out to be an Imperial Probe Droid. Thus, General Rieekan gave the order to begin evacuation.
The Battle of Hoth was a resounding victory for the Empire as they managed to destroy the shield generator protecting Echo Base and most of the speeders were destroyed in their attempt to destroy the Walkers. Luke learned as he was about to board his X-wing that Anya had been killed by Imperial Stormtroopers when they entered the base. One soonsoon, he vowed, she will be avenged.
THE END
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns the rights to these characters. I'm only writing this story for fun.
Pairings: Luke/OC
Luke had been recovering in the infirmary about a day so, in addition to a full day in the bacta tank. Han, Leia and Chewie had stopped by and saw how he was doing. The medical droid ordered him time after time to lay back on the bed and rest, but Luke knew that he had to exercise to help speed up his recovery. Plus, if he was to visit Dagobah and learn from Yoda, he had to be in better shape than he was at present. No doubt that Yoda would scoff at his lack of trimness.
Meanwhile, Leia and Han were conferring with each other on how best to speed along Luke's recovery. "Leia, are you sure that is wise and effective?" Han asked, skeptically.
"I'm sure, Han. If a patient is unable or under orders not to excessively walk arour jor jog after a bacta treatment session, then this is the next best thing. It was standard practice on Alderaan," she explained.
"But sex? How will that help speed up his recovery?" Han asked incredously, then turned and scowled at Chewie, who was chuckling as only a Wookie could. "Laugh it up, fuzzball, but I'm serious. Plus, with the re hre hunting us, is this a wise thing?"
"Han, we're not talking about a relationship here. And yes, as pleasureable as sex is, it is also good for the body because it is kind of a workout, so to speak," Leia countered, with a slight edge to her voice. Han threw up his hands as if he was surrendering and conceding the argument to her.
"OK...then who's going to have sex with Luke? You?" Han asked, half mockingly and half serious.
"Don't be silly. I have too much to do to engage in a sex session right now. But I do know the perfect person. How about Anya Colous?" Leia suggested. Han was about to argue further, but stopped and rubbed his chin as if considering the possibility. "She will probably be easy to convince since it is wknowknown she has a crush on Luke."
"That's a good suggestion. I'll go find her," Han offered. He and Chewie left the room and went to where the speeders were. There he found a tall, blond haired young woman testing one of the speeder's engine. He walked over to her and said, "Hey Anya."
"Yes, Captain Solo?" she answered, turning around with some sort of tools in each of her hands.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but do you have a crush on Commander Luke Skywalker?" he asked, gently and quietly, hoping not to anger her or embarrass her. His question did seem to cause a reaction as she blushed.
"Yes, but why are you asking?" she asked, slightly embarrassed, but also curious.
"Well, Luke was attacked by a Wampa and also suffered from frostbite while patrolling. He's already had a treatment session in the bacta tank, but...well, Princess Leia has suggested, and backed up by the medical droid that there might be a more effective treatmentt wit will speed his recovery."
"What kind of treatment?" Anya asked, her curiousity clearly rising.
"Well...I don't know how to say this, but since you have a crush on him...the treatment would be sex."
"Sex?" Anya asked incredously. She could nelieelieve her ears, although she has always dreamed about having sex with Luke Skywalker, hero of the destruction of the Death Star. "Sure, I'll have sex with him."
Meanwhile, Luke was moving about, making sure that he was fit to be mobile. After a brief walk around the infirmary, he determined he was fit to return to duty. Just then, the medical droid came in. "Sir, what are you doing?" it asked in as an alarmed tone as a droid could have.
"Just making sure I'm fit to be mobile. Don't worry, I'm getting better and I do need to move around," Luke pointed out to the medical droid. Sometimes these medical droids were not good substitutes for flesh and blood medical personnel. Maybe the Alliance should invest in a good medical human/alien staff. He would bring that up to Princess Leia or General Rieekan whenever he got the chance.
"Well, sir, we're about to finish up your treatment. Put on a robe and follow me," the droid instructed. Sighing, Luke stripped down to his underwear, although it was extremely cold and put on a bathrobe. Wondering if he was due in for another bacta session, he followed the droid. But his curiousity started rising when they passed the bacta room and instead came to what appeared to be private quarters. Going inside, he found Anya sitting in a chair, also in nothing but a robe. What the heck was going on?
"Hello, Commander Skywalker. That will be all, doctor," she said and the medical droid left. She got up and started walking to the puzzled commander. "Are you ready for your final treatment?" she asked with a naughty smile on her face.
"And what kind of treatment is this?" Luke asked, sort of puzzled, but starting to get a feel for what the correct answer is. If his intuition was right, then he didn't know if he should accept the treatment with open arms or refuse it. But if it were medical orders and the choice was the bacta tank, he would choose this treatment instead.
"Sex. Basically you are mine for an hour. After then, your treatment is over and you can resume your duties." She then walked closer to him and pulled his head down to hers and their mouths met in a long kiss. Needing no encouragement, Luke put his hands around her and was surprised to see that her robe barely covered her ass. He started to squeeze her buttocks, which only served Anya to increase the passion behind her kiss and to become hornier.
Luke reached for the front of his robe to untie it and Anya did the same. Soon, they both were only in their underwear. Resuming the kiss, their hands explored each other's bodies. Breaking off the kiss, Luke went in to kiss her breasts, which caused Anya to moan. But then she shook her head as if to clear off some cobwebs that had formed.
"As fun as this foreplay is, the treatment calls for sex and not foreplay," she teasingly scolded. She then reached over to Luke and yanked down his boxers. She then pulled down her panties and although they were cold, they managed to not be uncomfortable. "Now, pick me up, carry me over to the bed and fuck me senseless," she commanded. He complied by picking her up and she put both her arms around his neck. He carried her over to the bed and placed her gently on the bed, with her lying on the back. He then positioned himself for entry. "Don't worry, it won't hurt," she said. Raising his eyebrows, Luke must've concluded that she wasn't a virgin or at least had some self-pleasure break her barrier. No matter, he slowly went inside her.
Slowly, she began to move with his rhythm and heps mps matched his movements thrust for thrust. Although Luke had never really had sex before, he had seen others have sex and have masturbated before, so he knows what the ultimate pleasure will feel like. She moaned as his thrusts increased with each thrust. Despite the cold, they were going at it at such a fevered pitch, that they were both sweating buckets. Luke could not hold on for much longer and soon released himself while she was overcome as well. Then they fell into each other's arms. After a couple of minutes of cuddling and kissing, Anya said, "Only twenty minutes have passed. You still have forty minutes to go," she smiled. Then they both went back at it, each fucking each other in different positions until the hour was up.
Unknown to Luke, but to Anya, Han and Leia had set up a camera in the room to monitor Luke's "treatment." Apparently, the sex had worked to relieve the pain still lingering from the wampa attack and the frostbite. res resisted the urge to say to Han "I told you so." Suddenly, General Rieekan's voice came over their comm badges: "Princess Leia, Captain Solo, please report to the warroom." Leia and Han complied and there they learned of a strange signal. That signal turned out to be an Imperial Probe Droid. Thus, General Rieekan gave the order to begin evacuation.
The Battle of Hoth was a resounding victory for the Empire as they managed to destroy the shield generator protecting Echo Base and most of the speeders were destroyed in their attempt to destroy the Walkers. Luke learned as he was about to board his X-wing that Anya had been killed by Imperial Stormtroopers when they entered the base. One soonsoon, he vowed, she will be avenged.
THE END