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She comes just from the penetration and it’s me who’s wearing a grin this time around, suddenly realising I haven’t touched her yet and stroking her clit while I push into her.

“Oh, my…” I can barely manage a thought, his touch offering no mercy as I try to match his thrusts. I can tell I’m going to be sore, but I don’t mind, grateful for this experience with him after he’d been gone so long.

“Come for me, Leia;” I say, keeping up the thrusts and the touching deftly. “Come for me and I’ll come for you.”

There’s a part of me that stubbornly doesn’t want it to be over, but it’s being swiftly beaten by the fact that no one has ever touched me like he is, and there’s no way I can hold out. Besides, I want to know what it feels like when he comes, and he’s given me the most perfect first time that I can’t possibly ask him to wait any longer. “All - for you, baby,” I murmur in between his increasingly rougher thrusts, and with one final perfect swipe of his fingers I’m crying out all over again.

It’s everything I’d fantasised and more, and moments later I’m kissing her messily as I come.

I nuzzle him as she comes, kissing the shell of his ear as he spills inside me, letting him collapse his full weight on top of me as he tries to catch his breath.

“Leia… that was… you are… wow,” I moan, kissing her hard.

“Did you forget how to speak Basic?” I ask, amused and arching an eyebrow. I play with his hair, worn out and content and almost boneless at this point.

“I forgot how to speak… everything,” I answer, nuzzling her with my sweaty head.

I laugh softly, kissing his shoulder. “Mission accomplished, then.”

“You’re amazing,” I tell her. And I mean it, too. There’s no one like Leia Organa in the whole galaxy. Maybe even beyond.

“I love you,” I murmur softly, cradling him close. “And thank you.”

“Not a thing in any world you have to be thankful for,” I tell her.

“I … i am thankful for you, though. You’re the best man I’ve ever known,” I say.

“I… thank you,” I say, because no one’s ever said that or anything as nice as it to me before.

“I love you,” I say, shifting to kiss him on the corner of his eyebrow as I run my fingers through his sweaty hair.

“I love you more than anything,” I say. “More than anyone.”

“You do?” I ask, not really surprised, exactly, but he’s also never said those words to me.

“I would have thought it was obvious,” I say, locking on her gaze.

“I had an idea, but…” I shrug. “It’s still nice to hear it.”

“Then I’ll tell you every morning and night for forever,” I say, kissing her sweetly.

I throw my arms around his neck and return the kiss, tearing up a little. “I like the sound of that.”

“Good, because you deserve it, my princess.”

“I am only yours,” I murmur softly, nuzzling his neck. “Always.”

“My greatest honour,” I say, kissing her, and before long we’re falling asleep and within hours I’m waking up in a sweaty start, recoiling from the bed.