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prillalar and the Drabble Generator you can have Han/Luke slash for Valentine's Day. Ignore the fact I'm busy over here writing Spock/McCoy.
On a soft and fair morning, Luke sat in the ship. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His hand ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Han to love someone with a smooth face?
Desperately, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a cool strong boot, all on a summer's day. I wish my Han would kiss me, in his own hot way..."
"Do you?" Han sat down beside Luke and put his hand on Luke's back. "I think that could be arranged."
Luke gasped calmly. "But what about my smooth face?"
"I like it," Han said bluntly. "I think it's long."
They came together and their kiss was like the salt-flats of Tatooine that will burn a man's eyes out faster than staring at the suns themselves.
"I love you," Luke said urgently.
"I love you too," Han replied and kissed him.
They bought a womp-rat, moved in together, and lived sexily ever after.
In the ship, Luke kissed his hydrospanner. He had been busy with the hydrospanner for hours and now wanted nothing more than a smooth cuddle or a hot massage from his lover Han.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his long Han appeared at the door, grinning urgently.
"Put down the hydrospanner," Han said sexily. "Unless you want me to kiss that hydrospanner on your hand."
Luke put down the hydrospanner. He was beautiful. He had never seen Han so cool before and it made him tense.
Han picked up the hydrospanner, then withdrew a boot from his face. "Don't be so beautiful," Han said with a cool grimace. "A womp-rat bit my back this morning, and everything became soft. Now with this hydrospanner and this boot I can sexily rule the world!"
Luke clutched his fair back desperately. This was his lover, his long Han, now staring at him with a cool face.
"Fight it!" Luke shouted. "The womp-rat just wants the hydrospanner for his own long devices! He doesn't love you, not the smooth way I do!"
Luke could see Han trembling desperately. Luke reached out his hand and touched Han's face sexily. He was long, so long, but he knew only his fair love for Han would break the womp-rat's spell.
Sure enough, Han dropped the hydrospanner with a thunk. "Oh, Luke," he squealed. "I'm so smooth, can you ever forgive me?"
But Luke had already moved in the ship. Like the salt-flats of Tatooine that will burn a man's eyes out faster than staring at the suns themselves, he pressed his hand into Han's face. And as they fell together in a soft fit of love, the hydrospanner lay on the floor, tense and forgotten.
prillalar and the Drabble Generator you can have Han/Luke slash for Valentine's Day. Ignore the fact I'm busy over here writing Spock/McCoy.On a soft and fair morning, Luke sat in the ship. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His hand ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Han to love someone with a smooth face?
Desperately, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a cool strong boot, all on a summer's day. I wish my Han would kiss me, in his own hot way..."
"Do you?" Han sat down beside Luke and put his hand on Luke's back. "I think that could be arranged."
Luke gasped calmly. "But what about my smooth face?"
"I like it," Han said bluntly. "I think it's long."
They came together and their kiss was like the salt-flats of Tatooine that will burn a man's eyes out faster than staring at the suns themselves.
"I love you," Luke said urgently.
"I love you too," Han replied and kissed him.
They bought a womp-rat, moved in together, and lived sexily ever after.
In the ship, Luke kissed his hydrospanner. He had been busy with the hydrospanner for hours and now wanted nothing more than a smooth cuddle or a hot massage from his lover Han.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his long Han appeared at the door, grinning urgently.
"Put down the hydrospanner," Han said sexily. "Unless you want me to kiss that hydrospanner on your hand."
Luke put down the hydrospanner. He was beautiful. He had never seen Han so cool before and it made him tense.
Han picked up the hydrospanner, then withdrew a boot from his face. "Don't be so beautiful," Han said with a cool grimace. "A womp-rat bit my back this morning, and everything became soft. Now with this hydrospanner and this boot I can sexily rule the world!"
Luke clutched his fair back desperately. This was his lover, his long Han, now staring at him with a cool face.
"Fight it!" Luke shouted. "The womp-rat just wants the hydrospanner for his own long devices! He doesn't love you, not the smooth way I do!"
Luke could see Han trembling desperately. Luke reached out his hand and touched Han's face sexily. He was long, so long, but he knew only his fair love for Han would break the womp-rat's spell.
Sure enough, Han dropped the hydrospanner with a thunk. "Oh, Luke," he squealed. "I'm so smooth, can you ever forgive me?"
But Luke had already moved in the ship. Like the salt-flats of Tatooine that will burn a man's eyes out faster than staring at the suns themselves, he pressed his hand into Han's face. And as they fell together in a soft fit of love, the hydrospanner lay on the floor, tense and forgotten.
