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I’m on Coruscant for the farce that is the Imperial Senate, knowing how precarious my position is as I work secretly with the Rebellion. I’m told that there is a new prisoner, thrown in jail without a trial for treason and dissent, and I can’t help but want to see him with my own eyes. To see if he’s truly figured out the evils of the Empire.

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“That’s okay,” I reassure her. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”

“Can we just…see how it goes?” I ask; blushing uncharacteristically as I look up at him through my lashes.

"Of course, Leia," I tell her, kissing her warm cheeks. "There's no pressure."

“I know, I just want you to know that I do want you,” I say, looking up at him.

"I can tell, Princess, don't you worry," I say, looking down at her with a soft smile.

“Good,” I say, pulling him down for another kiss, slipping my hands under the edge of his shirt.

Her hands feel so good that I let out a soft moan, returning the kiss and sliding my hands into her hair to undo the elaborate style.

His hands in my hair feel amazing, and I sigh softly as he releases my braids. I trace my fingers down his spine carefully, learning what his skin feels like.

Soon her hair falls past her shoulders, and I slide my fingers into her hair as keep up my kisses.

“Feels so good…” I murmur, my eyes drooping closed as I enjoy every second of his touch.

“You’re so good,” I correct, before kissing down her neck.

I moan softly, whether from his words or his actions I don’t know, and I dig my fingertips into his back.

I groan in pleasure at that, then kiss down her clavicle and look up. “Can I take off your vest? Your shirt?”

“Yes,” I agree easily, wanting him to do whatever it is he has in mind.

I unzip her best and slide it off, before taking off her shirt and immediately kissing the space between her breasts.

I giggle softly at his first, soft kisses, wriggling a little bit underneath him. “That tickles!”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing, Princess?” I ask playfully.

“I don’t know!” I say, laughing, so grateful for the way he makes me feel so relaxed.

“I guess we’ll have to experiment to see…” I say, kissing down to her belly.

I giggle and squirm, my hands finding their way into his hair. “Han!”

I look up, wide eyed and innocent. "Leia?"

“Don’t act all innocent!” I say, laughing harder as I tug at his hair.

"Well, your hair tugging is definitely not innocent, Princess..." I muse, kissing over her belly button.

“Oh, please, that’s just defense against your tickling!” I can’t help but buck my hips up against him when he moves lower.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," I say, unbuttoning her pants and peeling back her underwear.

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