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Another day, another mission.

Same ship, same crew.

The Millennium Falcon was heading to a planet in the outer rim, where unfortunately the Imperial influence was getting stronger. Our base has been suffering heavy damage and we had to go to the rescue. I was assigned with Luke and Han to go and check what's happening.

- So here we are a rebel, a jedi and a handsome pilot. Sounds like a fun company. - said Han as we were going in hyper speed.

- The place we are going sounds like a lot of fun as well. The Force knows how many Imperial troops will be there. - wondered Luke.

Luke was right. It wasn't going to be easy so we had to have a plan. I asked:

- So do we have a plan or we will just jump straight into action?

- Well, the last time we visited our lovely friends, Luke and I stole some stormtrooper armors. They might be handy. - answered Han - I think we even have them here somewhere. Sadly there are only two sets so better decide who's gonna do the dirty work.

- I think I should go. My lightsaber could be useful, even tho I'm not very skilled with it. (Y/N) should come with me. She has a lot of knowledge of both the Empire and Rebellion. Han, you better stay here with your ship. - said Luke and smiled at me, his blue eyes lighting up.

- Sounds good to me. I'll be able to take a nap once Chewie wakes up from his. Buckle up, we are aproaching the planet.

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Once we landed, Luke and I went to change in our armors. We marked the shoulder pieces with red paint so the Rebellion can recognize us and don't shoot at us. The armor consisted of a tight black suit and the actual armor and helmet. Putting on the suit was easy but the other pieces were kind of tricky to put on so I asked Luke for help:

- Hey, um, do you mind helping me out with these?

- Sure, no problem. - he smiled.

Luke put everything on with ease, being familiar with how it works. His fingers gently caressed my body as he was doing his job. He was so gentle... Every touch of his made my cheeks heat up but quickly came to my senses. My mind had to be sharp during this mission. Many lifes were at stake.

Luke was almost ready when he realized there was only one piece left - the chest armor. He picked it up and looked at me unsure.

- Is it okay if I...- he slightly blushed.

- Yes, don't worry. Go ahead. - I gave him a reassuring nod.

He stood behind me, placing the metal in front of my torso. I squeezed it for support while he was doing the clips and stuff. Somehow this whole act felt intimate in a way and made me feel weird. In my mind I compared it to a similar scenerio where this small action could've led to something... No! I should focus... What's happening with me today?

The clicks from my sides snapped me back into reality, as the newly placed metal was squeeizng my chest. The sudden tightness made me groan.

- T-that's pretty tight...

- Well it's a men's design. If you feel uncomfortable you can switch with Han.

- I've taken responsibility of this mission and I'll finish it. Giving up from the very beginning isn't my style. - I laughed it off and turned around facing Luke.

His face was red as a tomato. So this was why he stood behind me... He was shy or even embarrassed from not being able to hide his emotions.

- Good luck out there! - shouted Han as we put on our helmets and jumped straight into the battle.

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There has been a tough fight, stormtroopers taking over the base slowly. It took them some time to spot us as "traitors", being so occupied with the battle itself. Thank the Force, the people at the base prepared the most valuable things for a move, so that no important information or items are left behind in the hands of the enemy.

I managed to contact Han, who for my surprise picked up fast, to come and collect what was left from the base in the ship.

- Wait, this wasn't a part of the plan! Are they even going to fit it?- he panicked over the comlink.

- Aw c'mon, don't be silly. That's like saying you can't fit a droid in a Death Star. - I said rushing around and shooting whoever Imperial soldier was in front of me.

Soon enough the Millennium Falcon came to our rescue. Luke and I helped everyone with the preparations. Luke. He was silent this whole time, not even looking at me. It was unusual for him to not fill a little bit of his attention with me. It just felt uncomfortable not sensing his energy around me. I had to talk to him. Luke joined me and ran straight to the ship, dragging me along with him:

- What are you standings there? Let's get out of here. - he shouted in a serious tone. Sure that was a new side of him.

We were about to hop on board as Han stopped us.

- Woah there pals, I can't take you on board. - said Han with a concerned expression.

- Wait, what?! - Luke and I screamed.

- The ship can take certain amount of weight but I fear that it has already reached it's limit. I'm afraid that if some more weight is added we might not even manage to take off. You'll have to find another way out to get out of here or wait for me, which will taka a lot of time. - stated Han.

- I have an idea! There might be some left over ships, right? - said Luke with hope in his voice.

- Okay then. Luke and I will figure this out. You must get out of here immediately. Reinforcements might be coming. - I instructed Han and waved for a goodbye.

There were two ships left at the hangar. Perfect. One of them was actually Luke's ship, surprisingly enough. Probably it was transported here for a repair.

- I go with my ship, you take the other one. Let's hope mine was fixed completely. - said Luke.

As we were approaching the ships, one of them took off. It must have been one of the pilots being late for the squadron's departure.

- Are you kidding me?! Now what, I'll cha-cha-real-smooth my way in space or what? - I panicked.

- I don't know if you will like this idea, but I suggest you fly with me. - requested Luke with a neutral expression.

- How, there is only one seat- Oh. Well. I guess we have no other choice. - I blushed as Luke sat in the cockpit.

I clumbed up as well. There wasn't much space.

- Are you sure you will be comfortable piloting like this?

- Just sit in my lap and let's get out of here. - said Luke with a husky voice and looked at me straight in the eyes.

This made me blush insanely which definitely did not help me with handling the situation professionally.

I obediently sat between his legs, feeling like I was sitting on a throne made of glass. The roof of the cockpit closed.

There was no way out now.

I was just there, spacing out in awkward silence, between a man's legs. Now that was a circumstance I would've never ever predicted.

- Are you okay, you got quiet? - asked Luke as his breath tingled my cheek.

- I-I'm fine...- I mumbled and curled up in a ball which unintentionally caused me to get even closer to his body. Specifically to one area. I heard his breath hitch.

- I think I should also ask you if you are okay? - I whispered. This was getting worse. I just wanted to disappear in the endless abyss of the universe at that point.

- I couldn't have been better. Stll alive and a beautiful girl in my arms. - laughed Luke with his sweet voice.

- Are you flirting with me or you just hit your head somewhere? - I asked confused. He was acting very unusual. It's not like I was acting my best at the moment but that's a different question.

- Hmm, maaaybe. - he chuckled. - if I ask you if I can kiss you would that still count?

I treid to turn around to face him which ended up being quite a challenge. The only possition I could be in was sitting on the floor, more like squatting. I looked at him giving him a quick smirk.

- Is this an invitation? - he laughed.

I slammed my lips on his, entangling in a sweet kiss. His lips were soft and felt like kissing a cloud. I could feel his gloved hand move to my face but the ship immediately changed direction and started shaking. We broke from the kiss and he immediately fixed the position of the machine.

- Better keep your hands where they should be next time, Skywalker. - I giggled.

- Wait, there will be a next time? - he said somewhat excited.

- I might think about it but-

This time Luke started the kissing session, him being more rough and demanding. I could feel his hands tense up around the levers. He groaned against my lips.

- I want to touch you so badly but I can't...- he said breathlessly. His eyes seemed a shade darker than before.

- You will be able to touch me as much as you like very soon. Have patience. - I whispered and kissed his forehead completely blocking his view.

- I feel like we are going to crash somewhere soon if you don't stop being so beautiful. I can't stop looking at you and it seems you can't get away from me either. - he smiled.

- Well it's pretty tight in here so I can't escape your glares. You see, those are some unusual circumstances.

- Yes, indeed. Some unusually romantic circumstances. - smirked Luke.

- Didn't you have a ship to pilot? - I poked his chest.

- Excuse me, m'lady. Sorry for gifting you with the sweetest kisses in the galaxy. - he said.

- You know, I wouldn't mind some more. - I grinned.

- And then you tell me to be patient...- he sighed and I left out a laugh.

Let's say the whole flight was full with bickering, teasing and a few stolen kisses. At the end of the day we both had failed our patinece lesson. This was a mission to remember for sure.