Another drabble
Jan. 14th, 2005 03:22 pmSurrender to the dark
The Dark burned in his eyes, devouring her with need, secrets and above all, desire. Leia turned away, staring at the catwalk, unable to bear the blue fire any longer.
“It explains much.”
“There’s more. But you needn’t trouble yourself just now.” Luke drew her close and kissed her. She clung to him, her rescuer, her rock. “Somewhere more private,” he whispered, tonguing her ear.
As he loved her into blissful sleep, Luke put Dagobah from his mind. Leia was his princess, forever. Not teachers nor smugglers nor fate itself could take her from him.
Anyway, Obi-Wan had lied before.