Two Thirds of the Circle -- Part Two
This fic is rated: PG
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairing: Han/Leia (offstage), Han/Lando (previous), Leia/Lando
Timeline: between ESB and RotJ
Summary: Lando lets something slip
Warnings: non-canon pairings
Word Count: 237
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted were_lemur, skywalker_days
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Disclaimer: George Lucas owns Star Wars. I own a 22-year-old pickup truck. I hope that Mr. Lucas will accept this story as the tribute to his genius it is, and not sue me for what little I have. No infringement is intended, no profit is being made.
"Han will forgive you," Leia said. She smiled up at Lando. "He likes to play the heartless mercenary, but it's an act. Mostly."
"I hope so," Lando said. "We go back a long way. I always hoped we could stay friends."
Leia's brows drew together in a puzzled frown. "You make it sound as if -- "
He swallowed past the guilty lump in his throat. "We were lovers."
Leia jerked away and turned her back; Lando was shocked. On Alderaan, same-sex relations were perfectly acceptable; that couldn't be the reason for her reaction to his revelation. Could it?
"Leia ... "
"Lando, I'm sorry." Leia hunched forward. Lando wondered if he dared put a hand on her shoulder. She let out a choked sob, and turned back to him. "It's just -- you knew Han in a way I never have. And sometimes I wonder if I ever will."
He took her into his arms, rubbed her back gently. "We'll get him out, Leia. I promise."
She tilted her face up to him, pressed her lips to his. He wondered if she could taste Han on him after all these years. He let his mouth open, and the tip of her tongue slipped inside.
It would be so easy -- but he already had enough to feel guilty for.
Reluctantly, he straightened. "We'll get him back," he repeated. "There's no reason to do something you'll regret."
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairing: Han/Leia (offstage), Han/Lando (previous), Leia/Lando
Timeline: between ESB and RotJ
Summary: Lando lets something slip
Warnings: non-canon pairings
Word Count: 237
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted were_lemur, skywalker_days
My FanFic Masterlist
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns Star Wars. I own a 22-year-old pickup truck. I hope that Mr. Lucas will accept this story as the tribute to his genius it is, and not sue me for what little I have. No infringement is intended, no profit is being made.
"Han will forgive you," Leia said. She smiled up at Lando. "He likes to play the heartless mercenary, but it's an act. Mostly."
"I hope so," Lando said. "We go back a long way. I always hoped we could stay friends."
Leia's brows drew together in a puzzled frown. "You make it sound as if -- "
He swallowed past the guilty lump in his throat. "We were lovers."
Leia jerked away and turned her back; Lando was shocked. On Alderaan, same-sex relations were perfectly acceptable; that couldn't be the reason for her reaction to his revelation. Could it?
"Leia ... "
"Lando, I'm sorry." Leia hunched forward. Lando wondered if he dared put a hand on her shoulder. She let out a choked sob, and turned back to him. "It's just -- you knew Han in a way I never have. And sometimes I wonder if I ever will."
He took her into his arms, rubbed her back gently. "We'll get him out, Leia. I promise."
She tilted her face up to him, pressed her lips to his. He wondered if she could taste Han on him after all these years. He let his mouth open, and the tip of her tongue slipped inside.
It would be so easy -- but he already had enough to feel guilty for.
Reluctantly, he straightened. "We'll get him back," he repeated. "There's no reason to do something you'll regret."