Fic: Top This (Pg-13)

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5 minute challenge, must include tap-dancing. Slash.


Top this
by Angel

The "scuff-tip-tap" of challenge rang across the deck
plates, startling Luke out his meditation. It was
rapidly answered and he watched as a small circle
formed in the Falcon's lounge.

In the middle, the four dancers stared each other
down, repeating the first's movements before
elaborating on them, and embellishing them.

Another game of Top This, to keep the trip from
getting too dull. Luke tried to ignore the steadily
more noisy tapping.

"Oh stars, they're at it again." Han sat down beside
him and watched. "How'd I get stuck doing taxi duty
for this crew again, kid?"

"It was this or let Hakkor Long sue your ship out from
under you. Unauthorized use of Mask&Sunburst,
Impersonating members of the Imperial Entertainers'
Guild, Destruction of a top-secret prison without
prior guild approval." Luke massaged Han's temples,
feeling the snips of pain every rap of the metal taps
sent shooting through his lover's head.

"You made that last part up." Han quirked his
one-sided grin at Luke, and caught his finger tips.
He kissed them gently and nodded to the dancers.
"That gives me an idea."

Luke bent in and brushed his own lips over Han's. "An
idea? Like what?"

Han pulled him back and kissed him harder. "They'll
be at it all night." He let Luke go.

Luke's tongue was sweet and insistant and his hand
under Han's shirt had some definite ideas. "Yeah?"
He jumped a bit when Han's hand landed in his lap
under the table. That was a sudden escalation.

"Let's take it to my cabin."

"Please do," said the musician for the dancers. "And
we'll keep our game of Top This out here."