starwarskinkmeme | Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

Rules For Everyone:

YKINMKATO (Your kink is not my kink, and that's okay.) No kinkshaming or wank/flames/y'know generally being a dick.
All Star Wars films and related media are welcome. You can go as obscure as you want.
RPF is allowed
~~All comments must be anon.~~ Lbr, if it doesn't bother you guys it doesn't bother me.

Rules For Posting Prompts:

Use the subject for your prompt with the pair, general idea, any kinks, or specific requirements.
You can post as many prompts as you like, as long as the prompts are different. They can be somewhat similar.
You may second a post, but you may not piggyback and request different specifications from the original prompt. However, you may create a similar prompt inspired with your own specifications.
Cross posting prompts is fine by me. If you've posted prompts at tfa-kink, and they've gotten lost in the mix, you can post them here!
You are not allowed to create prompts for the purpose of mocking a previous prompt. I see you. Just don't.

Rules Posting Fills:

Warnings are courteous, but not necessary. Use DW Blocker if there is anything you don't want to see.
Art and other media fills are welcome.
Multiple fills are cool. Therefore, a prompt is considered filled, but still "open."
You may post a link to your tumblr/ao3 account/ or any other website as long as it is accessible.
You may link to a previously written fic in a comment, but it does not count as a fill.
If you could post [FILL] in the subject of your fill, that would be awesome. ~~Sorry I forgot about this.~~

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“ – what’s your plan?”

Luke dragged himself back out of the headiness that with being in such close proximity – Maker, he smelled so good, looked so handsome in the armor, like he’d been born to wear it…

“Um, uh –“

For a moment he flailed frantically – two troopers could pass through the corridors undetected, but a baby and a Wookiee provided the randomizer pulse.

“How about – Threepio, hand me those binders there? Okay…”

The droid nervously handed him the cuffs, before he moved to Chewbacca’s side with caution.

“Now – I’m gonna put these on you…”

The Wookiee immediately burst into a roar of protest, and Meré wailed tearfully from her little nest in one of the swivel chairs.

“O-okay, Han, you – you put those on him.”

The Corellian groaned, stroking Meré’s belly over the wrinkled tan poncho she’d been swaddled in. Luke felt something lurch inside him.

“Don’t worry Chewie, I think I know what he has in mind – and it’s not gonna work.”

Luke glared, but to no effect.

“Kid, you’re swimmin’ in that armor; besides, anyone with a nose could scent you in half a second, and the Imps don’t let your kind anywhere near the bases – not officially, anyway. We take ten steps out that door and we’re blasted.”

Eventually Luke had to admit that he was right, his lips tightening.

“Okay – what d’you suggest?”

Han sighed.

“There’s one other option – but you ain’t gonna like it.”

For a moment Luke only stared uncomprehendingly, as the other man clattered to his feet, taking the binders from Luke’s slack fingers.

“Get that armor off.”

“What-?”

“C’mon – “ if Luke hadn’t known any better he might have said Han looked uncomfortable – “the sooner we pick up her Exaltedness an’ get the hell outta here the better.”

Still hopelessly confused, Luke slowly did as he was told, leaving each piece in a pile by the control panel until he was stripped back down to his – suddenly insubstantial – tunic and leggings.

With a blush, he suddenly realized that the dark eyes fixed on his body made him feel more naked than the freezing cold of the station.

“Turn around - hands behind your back.”

A horrible suspicion began to form in Luke’s mind, before cold metal touched his skin and he heard a click as the binders clamped shut.

“What are you doing?!”

“Givin’ us a story they’ll buy – they’ll probably let me do all the talkin’, but if anyone asks, say you’re an evening rental. And don’t wriggle around, you’ll just hurt yourself.”

“You seem t’know an awful lot about it!” Luke snarled, miserable at how easily he’d been tricked, but the darkening look in Han’s eyes brought him up short.

“I didn’t spend my whole life smugglin’ spice for a buncha slugs, junior. Move your hands.”

Something ridged and unpleasantly cold was crammed down his belt, and with a burst of nerves Luke recognized the angles of a blaster.

“The binders are loose, you’ll know when to use it. Chewie?”

The Wookiee leaned in with a woof.

“Get down on the lower levels and wreak a little havoc – detonators, hotwiring, all the old tricks – just keep ‘em distracted an’ away from here. An’ stay outta sight, there’s only so many times I can pick up your furry ass.”

Chewie huffed in response, with a whining growl that Han interrupted before the Wookiee’s throat had even finished vibrating.

“- It’s my neck to risk, pal. Just… keep that nose turned up for trouble, okay?”

The sickening feeling in Luke’s gut was only getting worse, and when Han steered him towards the door, he finally realized the obvious with a flash of horror.

“But – I can’t – Meré! – We – What about-?!”

“She’ll have to stay here,” Han muttered quietly, and Luke realized it was the closest the older man had ever come to apologetic. “Not even your bunch carry around babies in places like this – they kinda make sure about that.”

The urge to be sick increased as understanding dawned on him, and he nodded silently, blue eyes downcast.

“The droids’ll look after her, Chewie’ll keep ‘em out – she’ll be fine.”

Meré mewled with a hint of tears from her nest, and Luke’s heart ached. His breasts ached.

“Couldn’t we carry her in one of those tool cases?” he fumbled desperately. “I can –“

“I’m gonna say this one more time – She can’t. Come. With us.”

The alpha rumble under the words was enough to make it clear there’d be no argument.

Luke dragged his feet to the door and waited a moment, a lump in his throat, while Han spoke to the droids. Whatever was said was too quiet to be heard, but Threepio shuddered in horror, and R2 blurped out something in his usual grade of obscenity.

The door cycled open and as Han – helmet now in place, impersonal and a little terrifying to the cuffed boy – guided him into the black durasteel corridor, he could only hear Meré calling softly for attention, and Threepio’s wailing – “What could he have been thinking?! I haven’t a single program in my database -!” – before the door slammed shut again.

Oh wow, Han taking charge is doing things to me let alone Luke. I did wonder how you were going to deal with the scent issue, and this makes perfect sense. Poor Luke though <3

You are such a genius at changing things just so to make this story work, it's brilliant!

It soooo amazing~

Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

[Fill] 6b/?: Han/Luke, a/b/o verse, past bullying, past mpreg, Luke has a baby

Re: [Fill] 6b/?: Han/Luke, a/b/o verse, past bullying, past mpreg, Luke has a baby

Re: [Fill] 6b/?: Han/Luke, a/b/o verse, past bullying, past mpreg, Luke has a baby