Disclaimer: Lucasfilm owns the characters... i just own the ideas. This story contains male/male sex. If you are under 18 or can't deal with that go away.
As the commanding officers of Rogue Squadron
at least Luke and usually Wedge as well were expected to attend the daily
briefing on their military situation and progress against the Empire. So Wedge
was there to catch Luke as he began to slump out of his seat as Leia read off
the list that the spies in with in the Empire had smuggled out. It was a list
of the planets that had been scheduled for 'discipline' upon the completion of
the Death Star. He clutched his lover's hand under the table until he seemed to
calm again. The incident might have passed safely and been forgotten except
Leia decided to take the opportunity to point out once again what a hero Luke
was. He smiled and accepted the applause and praise escaping the room as
quickly as he possibly could.
When they reached their quarters, a room
carved out of the ice, Wedge gathered Luke into his arms, holding him close.
"You okay?" He murmured.
"I... I think so." The older man
said cautiously as though testing the waters. "That wasn't as bad as
usual."
"Maybe because for the first time all
the people you saved by destroying that thing have names. The Mon Callamari,
the Quarin, the Sulustins." Wedge suggested.
"Yeah." Luke nodded against his
lover's chest. "Maybe it isn't such a price to pay for all the billions
that were saved."
"Now you're getting it Luke." Wedge
smiled, brushing a kiss across the blond locks. Luke made a soft sound, his
arms coming around Wedge's waist, turning his head up to press a kiss against
the Corellian's throat.
"You're so patient. I would had given up
on me long before now." He said in a grateful tone of voice.
"Luke I would never give up on you. You
should know that."
"I do, it's just hard to remember with
everything else going on in my head."
'That I can understand." Wedge said his
smile evident in his voice. "When we dreamed of being heros when we were
kids we never realized how hard it really is."
They stood together locked in one another's
arms for a long time, both thinking their own thoughts.
Finally Wedge was pulled out of his thoughts
by Luke's hands as they began to wander across his back then downwards.
"Wedge." He murmured. "I know it's the middle of the day...
But... could we..."
Wedge thought he was going to cheer, Luke
never initiated things between them, not really anyway. He might start with a
kiss that would eventually lead to more. But he'd never asked for anything...
until now. "Yes." Wedge breathed.
"Good." Luke smiled pulling away
from him, moving towards the bunk tugging his lover with him. Wedge followed,
perfectly willing to let Luke take charge of things. They stripped out of their
clothing swiftly getting under the covers to escape the frigid air of the ice
cavern.
For several moments they simply lay twined
together waiting for the blankets to warm around them. Luke drew away a tiny
distance and for a moment Wedge was worried until he felt his lover's hand slid
between their bodies. His fingers began tracing light patterns on Wedge's
abdomen making the younger man squirm slightly. "Now who would believe
that one of the mightiest heroes of the Alliance is ticklish?" He murmured
teasingly.
"And you're one to talk." Wedge
asked gently poking his friend in the side which caused Luke to arch sideways
to avoid the touch.
"Fine, who would believe that two of the
Alliance's greatest heroes are ticklish."
"That's better."
"I think I like you better when you're
to busy concentrating on other things to remember these things." Luke said
with a mock pout.
"Well then give me something else to
think about." The Corellian suggested.
Luke just smiled then pounced on his lover.
To Wedge it seemed that between the other man's mouth and hands, every inch of
his upper body had been covered with kisses, licks, caresses, or light bites.
Finally, after what seemed an entirety one hand slid down, first caressing his
hips and thighs, then the insides of his thighs stroking upwards until the
nimble fingers drew up along his shaft leaving trails of sensation behind them.
Meanwhile, his other hand and mouth were still busy working over Wedge's chest
a second time. S
Several moments later Luke drew back still
caressing the hard organ with one hand he watched the expressions play over his
lover's face, he continued until he felt the body beneath his own tense right
on the very edge of release then eased back.
Wedge whimpered desperately as Luke drew his
hand away.
Luke cradled Wedge's head in one hand, gently
stroking his face with the other. "Shhhh..." He soothed. "It'll
be alright. Relax." Gradually the younger pilot calmed under him.
"That's it, wait for me."
"No... Now." Wedge demanded in a
rough voice.
"Together." Luke insisted.
"Hurry then." He said green eyes
pleading.
"It'd go faster if you helped me."
The older man said suggestively, then gasped as he felt Wedge's callused hand
slip between them and slide down to his groin. It wrapped around his erection
stroking Luke swiftly as the other man used every bit of his knowledge of his
partner's body to get him as desperate for release as he was himself.
It didn't take long Wedge had studied what
gave his lover the most pleasure for months now, always striving to soothe his
troubled friend as best he could. Now he used the knowledge solely so he could
gain his release.
Suddenly Luke reached down pulling the other pilot's
hand away, and hooking his arms beneath Wedge he flipped them over positioning
them so that their cocks came in to alignment as he completed the roll.
Wedge groaned in surprise at the unexpected
contact. "Now?" He gasped out praying that he'd get an affirmative
reply because he didn't think he could hold out much longer.
"Now." Luke nodded thrusting up
against his friend's body.
Wedge gave a delighted sound and no longer
content to be passive and obey, he brought his hands up pinning Luke's to the
bed on either side of his head and capturing his lover's mouth in a desperate
savage kiss as they thrust their bodies together. It could only last a few
moments with both of them as desperate as they were. And then as Luke has
wished they both came with hoarse shouts of pleasure captured in one another's
mouths.
Neither was particularly coherent as they came back to themselves some time later having just enough sense to resettle the covers over them against the bitter cold of the room. As Wedge drifted back to unconsciousness a sleepy hopeful thought drifted though his head that maybe Luke was finally going to be able to get past his guilt and move on with his life.