Title: Leia's Toy
Timeline: after anh
Author: the katte bookkatte@yahoo.com
Characters: Han, Leia, Tisha, brief chewie
Category: smut
Status: 1/1
Disclaimer: I am using places and Characters and bits of a storyline
belonging to George Lucas (aka god of the sw universe) the creativity
belongs to me. I make no money for this story I write for thine
entertainment.
Summary: Han finds a stowaway and Leia has to remind them of her claim
(please excuse in advance any misspellings or typos as i have no
spellchecker on this dumb program)

WARNING: female/female slash

Leia's Toy


      Tisha snuck onto the ship, hoping no one would catch her. It
was The Falcon, Han Solo's ship. He was a great hero of the republic
and she could hardly believe her luck at being in the docking bay of
HIS ship. This was incredible. Nothing else in her life could
possibly compare.


      After taking a turn about the ship, Tisha sat for a minute in
the cockpit. Her hands traveled with a gentle caress over the
controls. Tisha thought she heard a noise but when she looked behind
her there was nothing there.


      Next, Tisha sought out HIS quarters. THIS was where Han Solo
slept! HERE! She could not help herself. Tisha laid down on the bed
and breathed in his scent. She closed her eyes and stretched her
body, snuggling into the bed. She turned her head a bit and kissed
the pillow. Her hands traveled over body parts that were stimulated
by the thought of lying where he had and where he and the princess
had most likely had sex.


      Her tongue darted out to tase the pillow and imagined that
she could feel him here in the room with her. A smile played across
Tisha's lips as she slipped her hands up above her body to hug the
pillow to her. Her mouth opened again to kis the pillow and something
else kissed her instead.


      Tisha opened shocked eyes to stare into the eyes of Han Solo
and his sexy grin was plastered all over his face. Her breathing
halted and nothing existed in the world but those lips decending on
hers again. Tisha moaned into his mouth and his skilled hands quickly
had her divested of any clothing. Not only was the great man
enterprising, he was also sure and very quick to get things done
without loosing one bit of the quality that is so nessasary.


      Han's body was half on top of hers and his leather vest felt
cool against her nipples. His constant onslaught of kisses had her
mind spinning in a daze. His hands touching her body drove her into a
frenzy to feel his body with her own hands. Her hands were just as
quick and her fingers as nimble as Tisha removed his clothing.


      Tisha took her time sucking on every inch of him. Not one
inch of Han went untouched by her tongue. Her lips lingered on his
thigh and were about to move on to his penis when a hand that was
decidedly feminine was lain across it. Tisha looked up into the eyes
of Alderaan Princess Leia Organa.


      There was no hint as to the emotions that Leia was feeling
right now on her face. Tisha looked up to see Han arching a brow at
the woman. Leia's voice was at once soft and commanding. "This is my
toy. No one plays with it without my permission."


      Tisha, slightly nervous now, said, "And how do I gain this
permission?"


      Leia's voice was as predatory as her smile. "You might try
asking me very, very nicely, or....."


      Tisha seemed lost in H.R.H.'s eyes and Leia's face was about
an inch from hers. Tisha licked lips suddenly dry. Her voice was
slightly shakey as she said, "Or...?"


      "Or you can try persuading me...." Leia's voice was a purr as
her lips almost touched Tisha's.


      Tisha was not dumb by any means. She knew what the straight-
laced princess was asking her to do. Tisha closed the distance
between their lips and kisses Leia. Leia's hands came up to frame
Tisha's face and their sweet kiss turned deeper into a kiss of
passion. They shifted positions. Tisha stood on her knees as she
disrobed the lovely princess.


      As Tisha moved to suck on Leia's nipples and was pleasantly
surprized to see the hand covering his penis was now his own. She
felt a totally wanton feeling overtake her as she devoured the
princess, knowing Han's eyes were on her. Leia lay down on the bed.
Tisha moved between the prncess's spred legs.


      "Oh goody, can I be the caboose?"


      Han's voice was husky as he moved behind Tasha. Before Tasha
could say a word he had parted her and peirced her with his man's
thorn. Tasha gasped and arched up a bit. Leia pulled her head back
down to Leia's muff. Tisha happily buried her nose into the
princess's curls as Han leaned forward and kissed his princess.


      Han began thrusting into Tisha and she thrust her tongue into
Leia in the same rhythm. Leia's moan was captured in Han's kiss and
Tisha grew excited knowing that she was having them both. Tisha
wiggled her hips into Han and lapped at Leia enthusiastically. They
were all three going at it hard, pushing towards that final peak
found at the rainbow's end.


      It came with an explosians of stars and extactic moans. All
the world eclipsed and they fell in a tumbled heap on the bed
together. Tisha cracked her eyes open a bit when she heard the whoosh
of the door. She saw a fuzzy creature walking out of the room and she
carefully did not look at his genatailia that hung out of his
fur. "Was that Chewie?"


      Han laughed. "That Fuzzball loves to watch us even if he
can't get any. Remind me to pick him up a holovid at the next stop
huney."


      "Of course, my nerf-herder love."


      "Next stop?" Tisha asked.


      Han Solo grinned. "Yeah. You are now stuck with us, our
pretty little stowaway. We started moving about 5 minutes before I
found you here. I was quite thrilled to find such a pretty little
stow-away thrashing about on my bed fingering herself."


      Leia pouted. "And here I thought you remembered my little
pussy fetish and brought me a tastey snack."


      Tisha rolled her eyes at their bantering. Secretly she was
thrilled to be their kidnapped toy stow away. This was turning out to
be a very good day indeed.

END