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[haveyourmoments]

I’m on my way to Jabba’s palace on Tatooine, dressed in a godforsaken dead bounty hunter’s suit, complete with a stifling mask that makes me feel like I might actually faint. Or maybe that’s just the smell of old alcohol that came with the suit. At any rate, I’m petrified, not at all convinced that Han has survived the carbon freezing, especially not after all this time.

I walk inside the palace, my fingertips grazing over the thermal detenator in my pocket, holding Chewie’s leash with my other hand, and thinking that at least if Han is dead, I can wind up with him in the end.

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[haveyourmoments]

I shift to straddle him, biting my lip as I tug my shirt over my head and look down at him.

[going_solo]

“Clear as day,” I say, leaning up to kiss her deeply.

[haveyourmoments]

I return the kiss for a long, long moment, before I pull back just enough to speak. “I had this whole plan, you know, before…”

[going_solo]

“Tell me about it,” I say, curious but also desperate for more.

[haveyourmoments]

“Well, before you were blinded and I was locked in a metal bikini,” I start, teasing a little despite my nerves, guiding his hand higher to graze just under my breast. “I thought, well, while you were gone, I regretted…waiting, so I wanted…I mean, I planned on giving you my - “

[going_solo]

“Oh Leia,” I say, stroking the underside of her breast. “I want you, always. Whenever you’re ready.”

[haveyourmoments]

“I - I know, and I want you, too,” I say in a rush, flushing red. “I planned so much for it to be romantic, but now it feels too…forced.”

[going_solo]

“You, I mean, it doesn’t have to feel forced, Leia,” I tell her. “It can be whatever you want it to be. That’s intimacy.”

[haveyourmoments]

“I don’t mean forced like that,” I say quickly, horrified. “I meant that…gods, I’m usually an eloquent person.”

[going_solo]

“I know that! I know what you meant,” I say, just as horrified.

[haveyourmoments]

“Okay, it’s okay,” I say soothingly, not wanting to freak him out any further. “I guess I keep hoping for…perfection.”

[going_solo]

“Sex is not about perfection, Leia,” I tell her, kissing her between words. “If we strive for that… we’ll both end up disappointed. It’s about… us, that’s all.”

[haveyourmoments]

“My whole life has been about achieving perfection,” I say, hugging myself, nervous. “And I’m not worried about you disappointing me.”

[going_solo]

“I know there’s no way you’ll ever disappoint me,” I tell her, leaning in for a kiss. “But it’s… whenever you’re ready, Leia. I’ll wait a thousand light years if I have to.”

[haveyourmoments]

“Gross,” I say playfully, my nose crinkled, my mood lightening in an instant with his kisses. “You’ll be so old!”

[going_solo]

“Well, ouch,” I say, but I’m laughing. “Maybe only a hundred, then?”

[haveyourmoments]

“How about we just don’t wait anywhere near that long?” I smile, stroking his hair fondly.

[going_solo]

“I’m more than happy with that, too,” I smile, leaning in to kiss her.

[haveyourmoments]

“For what it’s worth, I’ll love you even when you’re Chewbacca old,” I grin, kissing him back sweetly.

[going_solo]

“What if I’m Chewbacca hairy?” I ask, waggling my eyebrows.

[haveyourmoments]

“There’s always the spa,” I say dryly.

[going_solo]

I laugh even harder at that. “I guess there is.”

[haveyourmoments]

“I have enough hair for the both of us,” I smile, gesturing towards my long braid.

[going_solo]

“And I sure do love it,” I say, reaching to push back an errant hair.

[haveyourmoments]

“Yeah?” I ask, curious. Truthfully I don’t know how he sees me, or what he thinks of my looks.