Luke made it three days on the base before checking into medbay. The doctor had tutted at him as they went over his vitals and told him what he already knew. He was given some suppressant to hold him over until he could contact his alpha or get matched to one of the base.
Of course Leia heard about it immediately. The doctor had barely left, giving him a soft robe to change into before his sister was entering the room with a concerned expression. “Luke,” was all she said.
He shook his head. “There’s no reason to look at me like that. It’s a heat, I’m not dying. I’ve been managing my heats for several decades now, I’ll be fine” he lied. He hated that he hadn’t even been here for a week and he was already burdening his sister with his mistakes.
Leia gave him a reprimanding look that motherhood and being a general had only perfected over the years. “Luke, I know you don’t want to hear this, but this isn’t going to go away. When omegas are secluded from alphas for a long time they’re bodies go into survival mode. Now that you’re surrounded by people again your body isn’t going to stop being in heat until you’ve been mate. Properly mated.”
Luke nodded. He had known that this was a possibility. He hadn’t cared before, but now as he felt his body filling with a heavy tension he was regretting his decision to come back. He’d begun to feel a stirring as soon as Rey arrived, but the lone beta girl hadn’t been enough to jump start his heat. A base full of young virile alphas certainly was though. Still, he wasn’t an omega first presenting. “I’ll be fine Leia, I’ll figure something out” he said. The doctor had explained that there were alphas on call for heats. It didn’t sound appealing in any way, but little sounded good to Luke nowadays.
Leia just frowned at him. “I know you’ve never been one for sharing your heats Luke. If you don’t have a mate in mind I can find someone to assist you.” She paused and Luke knew from the look of causal innocence on her face that she was about to drop some scheme on him. “Just this morning at my officer’s briefing Poe was badgering me again about when he’d be able to see you.”
“Poe Dameron?” He remembered the kid from before he left. Dark eyed with wild hair, the young alpha had gushed over Luke being the ‘best pilot in the galaxy’ and was always eager for stories about Luke’s days in the rebellion. Luke had indulged him, but gave him the same distance he always did when young alphas got too eager to sit and talk with him.
“He’s my best pilot. He’s volunteered to assist plenty of omegas through their heats. And he’s been dropping hints left and right that he wants to see you now that you’re back. I have no doubt he’d say yes and be discreet about the whole affair. If I remember right he had a bit of a crush on you growing up,” Leia smiled at him.
“He did. It’s been fifteen years though Leia. I wasn’t a young omega then, and I’m an old man now. I doubt I’d live up to his expectations,” Luke said. He remembered that the alpha had been beautiful. Even as a teenager he’d had a line of omegas out the door hoping to get noticed by him.
As a younger omega Luke had always worried about living up to an alpha’s expectations. They were either eager to see how he could use the force to benefit them, or intimidated by his jedi training and desperate to put him in his place. Most of his experiences had left him feeling lost, like he’d failed to be what the alpha’s had wanted. He’d found it easier to embrace the force and the Jedi teachings of control and celibacy than to look for a mate who was okay with an omega Jedi.
The only thing that had changed over the years was his age. He knew he smelled like an omega pass their prime. The sour scent of infertility clung to him. If his heats hadn’t been suppressed he’d only be having one or two token ones a year now. He’d accepted all of this. The force had been his life, and when he’d failed at that he’d left society and social worries like mating behind him. That he’d have to go through a heat now was unfortunate. But most things in his life were.
Leia could sense the darkening of his thoughts, she reached out and grabbed his hand. The feeling of a familiar alpha’s touch calmed him. “Trust me, I know Poe. He’s not some kid. He’s an experienced man now, one who is going to be perfectly aware that you’ve also aged. I doubt he’s going to mind. He was shamelessly flirting with my husband until the end, and Han aged a lot less cute than you,” she said, her smile sad. They both shared the heavy silence that came whenever Han was mentioned.
Luke sighed, feeling even older than his 54 years. It was Poe or a random alpha that the med droids would assign him. He wasn’t sure which was more embarrassing. He turned to Leia, trusting her as always. “Do what you think is best.” She nodded and stood up, looking as regal and beautiful as ever.
“Luke,” she made eye contact, “it is great to have you back.”
His data pad binged with Leia’s message that the young alpha had agreed ten minutes later. And twenty minutes after that his door alerted him that the man was outside waiting to be let in. Luke took a moment to collect himself and voiced the command to let the man in.
The first thing he noticed was that Poe Dameron had aged well. Leia was right that he was no longer the skinny blushing alpha he remembered. Instead he was muscular and confident, dressed in a leather jacket. He still had an easy smile however as he stood at the doorway of Luke’s temporarily assigned rooms. “Hello Luke, it’s great to see you again,” his voice had the rough timber of an aroused alpha, though he was doing his best not to be obvious in his scenting.
“Poe Dameron,” he knew his smile was weak, “it’s been a long time. I’ve heard you’re the best pilot the resistance has now.”
Poe gave him a crooked smile, “Yeah, well,” he looked embarrassed, “Obviously I’m not as good as you are or Han was, but I’ve gotten a lot better. I’ll have to take you out sometime. The new generation of X wings are faster than you can imagine.”
Luke couldn’t help but genuinely smile at the excitement in Poe’s voice. It had been a long time since he himself had gotten excited over anything. Poe was still standing in the doorway so Luke motioned him inside. It was only when Poe gave him a once over as he stepped in that he remembered he was just wearing a loose fitting robe. He’d been too hot and sensitive to put anything else on, but now he felt naked as Poe’s eyes took him in hungrily. Nonetheless he patted the bed beside him. He had half an hour, probably less, of coherency now that an eligible alpha was in the same room as him.
Poe politely took his shoes and coat off before sitting down next to him. This close Luke could smell the nervousness hiding beneath the arousal in his scent.
“So, do you want to talk first or do you want to just jump right into this?” Poe asked. This close Luke could see the flecks of amber in the man’s dark eyes.
“I’d rather just begin, if that’s fine with you,” the last thing Luke wanted to do was sit and try and hold a conversation as if he wasn’t beginning what was probably going to be the longest heat of his life.
Fill Luke/Poe Heat 1/2
Of course Leia heard about it immediately. The doctor had barely left, giving him a soft robe to change into before his sister was entering the room with a concerned expression. “Luke,” was all she said.
He shook his head. “There’s no reason to look at me like that. It’s a heat, I’m not dying. I’ve been managing my heats for several decades now, I’ll be fine” he lied. He hated that he hadn’t even been here for a week and he was already burdening his sister with his mistakes.
Leia gave him a reprimanding look that motherhood and being a general had only perfected over the years. “Luke, I know you don’t want to hear this, but this isn’t going to go away. When omegas are secluded from alphas for a long time they’re bodies go into survival mode. Now that you’re surrounded by people again your body isn’t going to stop being in heat until you’ve been mate. Properly mated.”
Luke nodded. He had known that this was a possibility. He hadn’t cared before, but now as he felt his body filling with a heavy tension he was regretting his decision to come back. He’d begun to feel a stirring as soon as Rey arrived, but the lone beta girl hadn’t been enough to jump start his heat. A base full of young virile alphas certainly was though. Still, he wasn’t an omega first presenting. “I’ll be fine Leia, I’ll figure something out” he said. The doctor had explained that there were alphas on call for heats. It didn’t sound appealing in any way, but little sounded good to Luke nowadays.
Leia just frowned at him. “I know you’ve never been one for sharing your heats Luke. If you don’t have a mate in mind I can find someone to assist you.” She paused and Luke knew from the look of causal innocence on her face that she was about to drop some scheme on him. “Just this morning at my officer’s briefing Poe was badgering me again about when he’d be able to see you.”
“Poe Dameron?” He remembered the kid from before he left. Dark eyed with wild hair, the young alpha had gushed over Luke being the ‘best pilot in the galaxy’ and was always eager for stories about Luke’s days in the rebellion. Luke had indulged him, but gave him the same distance he always did when young alphas got too eager to sit and talk with him.
“He’s my best pilot. He’s volunteered to assist plenty of omegas through their heats. And he’s been dropping hints left and right that he wants to see you now that you’re back. I have no doubt he’d say yes and be discreet about the whole affair. If I remember right he had a bit of a crush on you growing up,” Leia smiled at him.
“He did. It’s been fifteen years though Leia. I wasn’t a young omega then, and I’m an old man now. I doubt I’d live up to his expectations,” Luke said. He remembered that the alpha had been beautiful. Even as a teenager he’d had a line of omegas out the door hoping to get noticed by him.
As a younger omega Luke had always worried about living up to an alpha’s expectations. They were either eager to see how he could use the force to benefit them, or intimidated by his jedi training and desperate to put him in his place. Most of his experiences had left him feeling lost, like he’d failed to be what the alpha’s had wanted. He’d found it easier to embrace the force and the Jedi teachings of control and celibacy than to look for a mate who was okay with an omega Jedi.
The only thing that had changed over the years was his age. He knew he smelled like an omega pass their prime. The sour scent of infertility clung to him. If his heats hadn’t been suppressed he’d only be having one or two token ones a year now. He’d accepted all of this. The force had been his life, and when he’d failed at that he’d left society and social worries like mating behind him. That he’d have to go through a heat now was unfortunate. But most things in his life were.
Leia could sense the darkening of his thoughts, she reached out and grabbed his hand. The feeling of a familiar alpha’s touch calmed him. “Trust me, I know Poe. He’s not some kid. He’s an experienced man now, one who is going to be perfectly aware that you’ve also aged. I doubt he’s going to mind. He was shamelessly flirting with my husband until the end, and Han aged a lot less cute than you,” she said, her smile sad. They both shared the heavy silence that came whenever Han was mentioned.
Luke sighed, feeling even older than his 54 years. It was Poe or a random alpha that the med droids would assign him. He wasn’t sure which was more embarrassing. He turned to Leia, trusting her as always. “Do what you think is best.” She nodded and stood up, looking as regal and beautiful as ever.
“Luke,” she made eye contact, “it is great to have you back.”
His data pad binged with Leia’s message that the young alpha had agreed ten minutes later. And twenty minutes after that his door alerted him that the man was outside waiting to be let in. Luke took a moment to collect himself and voiced the command to let the man in.
The first thing he noticed was that Poe Dameron had aged well. Leia was right that he was no longer the skinny blushing alpha he remembered. Instead he was muscular and confident, dressed in a leather jacket. He still had an easy smile however as he stood at the doorway of Luke’s temporarily assigned rooms. “Hello Luke, it’s great to see you again,” his voice had the rough timber of an aroused alpha, though he was doing his best not to be obvious in his scenting.
“Poe Dameron,” he knew his smile was weak, “it’s been a long time. I’ve heard you’re the best pilot the resistance has now.”
Poe gave him a crooked smile, “Yeah, well,” he looked embarrassed, “Obviously I’m not as good as you are or Han was, but I’ve gotten a lot better. I’ll have to take you out sometime. The new generation of X wings are faster than you can imagine.”
Luke couldn’t help but genuinely smile at the excitement in Poe’s voice. It had been a long time since he himself had gotten excited over anything. Poe was still standing in the doorway so Luke motioned him inside. It was only when Poe gave him a once over as he stepped in that he remembered he was just wearing a loose fitting robe. He’d been too hot and sensitive to put anything else on, but now he felt naked as Poe’s eyes took him in hungrily. Nonetheless he patted the bed beside him. He had half an hour, probably less, of coherency now that an eligible alpha was in the same room as him.
Poe politely took his shoes and coat off before sitting down next to him. This close Luke could smell the nervousness hiding beneath the arousal in his scent.
“So, do you want to talk first or do you want to just jump right into this?” Poe asked. This close Luke could see the flecks of amber in the man’s dark eyes.
“I’d rather just begin, if that’s fine with you,” the last thing Luke wanted to do was sit and try and hold a conversation as if he wasn’t beginning what was probably going to be the longest heat of his life.