You and Luke were just sitting on the couch in your apartment that you had just bought, cuddling. Luke was on bottom, while you were on the top, with you sitting in his lap, with his arms wrapped around you. You were somewhat slouching, so his chin would rest on top of your head.

You didn't have any plans today, so you thought it would be nice just to sit there with your boyfriend on the couch.

"(Y/N)?" Asked Luke, staring up at the ceiling.

You smiled, looking up at Luke. "Yes Luke?"

"Have... You ever thought into having any.... I dunno... Kids?" He simply asked out of the blue.

You immediately sat up, your heart pounding, wondering what your boyfriend was trying to ask you. "Yeah, I have. Why?"

He shrugged, twirling your hair in his fingers. "Just wondering."

You could tell there was more on his mind, because of the nervous way he twirled your hair in his fingers. "Luke... There's something more. What's on your mind?"

He shrugged again, sitting up more, getting really nervous, as he started fidgeting around, shifting a lot. "I-I dunno... M-maybe we c-could... Uh.... "

Your eyes were searching frantically on his face, looking for a facial expression you could define, but you couldn't. He was so nervous you found it cute. He just couldn't shut up and stop stuttering.

That's when you leaned in, and pressed your lips up against his. You couldn't tell yourself how much you've been wanting him to do that for the last few years. He would never just make a move. So you did.

Luke was so surprised by your move, he had pulled away.

As you saw him do this, guilt poured over yourself like a crashing wave. You immediately apologized.

"Luke I'm... "

Luke chuckled, placing his right hand on your cheek, softly caressing it. "No, it's fine. It's me who should be apologizing."

You smiled, the wave of guilt soon passing away.

There was a long silence, until Luke stopped caressing your cheek, moving it to behind your neck, pulling you in, his lips almost smashing into yours. It wasn't a fast and lustful move, it was more passionate and loving rather than anything.

That's when it clicked.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, while his traveled down to your waist, not wanting to miss any part of touching you.

You felt that this was right. Is was meant to be. You wanted this more than anything in world. You wanted to be with Luke, and only him.

Luke slowly picked you up from laying down on the couch, and onto his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist. Luke slowly started to passion up the kiss, filled with much love as well. His hands trailed down to the hem of your shirt, slipping it off, throwing it randomly somewhere in the room.

This wasn't the first time Luke has seen you in your underwear. You guys had truly never kissed, but you've showered together a few times. It was weird. But you hadn't minded.

Your hands slowly trailed down to his shirt as well, slipping that off too. God was he gorgeous.

You ran your fingers through his hair, gripping it every now and then, whenever his kisses trailed down your neck, leaving small love bites, obviously begging for more.

Before Luke could remove any more clothing, the door to your guy's apartment swung open, revealing the one and only, Han Solo.

Han whistled, leaning on the door. "Wow. Did I barge in on something?" He asked, smirking.

I pursed my lips together as Luke glared up at Han. "Go away Han."

"Why? Were you kids doing something?"

That's when Luke used the Force and slammed the door shut.

"A hole," he said, then going back to kissing you.